Ronx and Blake woke up in a cloud.
As they stood up and looked around, they felt immense fear and amazement at the same time.
There were several gigantic clouds floating in the sky and sunlight emerged from a circular colossal figure that was made out of thousands of corpses. The colossal being's singular eyeball was staring directly at them and the being was held by several gigantic chains that were attached to the clouds.
[You are in the presence of "the being of the undisclosed Reality"]
For some reason, instead of being terrified and traumatized, they felt a strange sense of eternal peace from the being, it was dangerously pleasant. As if the being was trying to take control over them.
Blake had a wide smile as if he saw heaven itself, slowly he starting kneeling and mumbling.
"Grant us death. Grant us death. Grant us death. Grant us death" Blake said with his arms spread wide open, his eyes were moving uncontrollably with extreme speed. Slowly, his eyes started to bleed.
[Your wish has been granted]
Suddenly, Blake's eyeballs fell on to the ground and his arms started twisting uncontrollably. Eventually, his body crumbled slowly as if his soul itself was evaporating.
Despite seeing this, Ronx felt nothing, not even fear due to the being's power. He simply just stared and said nothing. However, Suddenly, Ronx had a sudden urge to say the same words that Blake said. But he fought against the urge, knowing that if he says it, he'll die.
"Grant.." Ronx tried to stop himself but he couldn't. "us...dea-"
Ronx then bit off his own tongue to make himself unable to speak and then used the blood to create a small dagger. Ronx then launched the dagger towards the being's eyeball.
As soon as the dagger reached the eyeball and penetrated it, Ronx was forcefully made to blink and suddenly, he was in a completely different place.
He was standing on top of an ocean filled with nothing but pure red blood, in the sky was a blood moon, casting a reddish-light throughout the place. There was nothing near him or in the far distance.
However, despite there being no visible trace of the being, Ronx could clearly see it's reflection on the ocean of blood.
[The being has taken a liking to you. Would you like to become it's follower?]
His vision blackened out for a few seconds and a message popped up again with bold white letters.
Ronx thought for a second and hesitated in answering but knew he had no other choice. So he yelled "Yes!"
As soon as Ronx said the word, he was suddenly teleported to the small room. Thankfully, Blake was also still alive and perfectly fine.
"What a pathetic weakling" Blake said with disgust.
"What?" Ronx asked, clearly confused and slightly relieved to see him alive.
"Why did you suddenly faint? I didn't know my fists were this strong or is it because you are that weak?" Blake said casually as if nothing had ever happened to him.
Ronx was clearly confused at why Blake was acting like this. "Did I actually faint and have some sort of a nightmare?" Why do I have a headache?" Ronx thought to himself, clearly confused and questioning himself.
"What an realistic nightmare...damn. I really need to take a few days off" Ronx thought to himself, suddenly feeling extremely tired and weak.
Blake then kicked Ronx, launching him onto a locker. "Hey weakling, let's continue our fight."
"Sorry, I am not in the mood" Ronx said and left the room.
Blake was left there, confused and humiliated. How could he just leave? Was the fight between them this unimportant? But before he could confront him, Blake felt a sudden stomach ache so he decided to leave Ronx alone for now.
Ronx finally reached his home and officially decided to take a few days off.
As he entered his house, his uncle, Dane falcon was sitting on a chair, reading newspaper.
Dane falcon was an 47 year old man and from evening to night, all he does read newspaper with his spectacles. Ever since he started to live with his uncle, he had never seen him go outside. Which made him wonder how he gets the money to run the house and pay for everything. But Ronx didn't bother to ask.
"Where were you? You seem quite busy these days" Uncle Dave asked curiously, not lifting his eyes on the newspaper.
"Oh I just go out with my friends" Ronx answered in a believable way.
"I see" said Uncle Dave.
As Ronx was about to head upstairs to his room, Uncle Dave asked yet another question.
"But why do you blood stains on your shirt?" Dave falcon asked, slightly suspicious.
Ronx stopped midway, freezing in place.
"Oh I was...uhm...this is fake blood actually" Ronx answered, who was getting slightly nervous.
"Fake blood?" Uncle Dave said. "I see."
Ronx then quickly went to his room, extremely relieved.
"that was close!" Ronx said, before heading straight to bed.
As he was sleeping, there was someone watching him from the window.