PROLOGUE: The wind blows.

-Hey, hey! Wh… Who are you?

Firelineron was not really expecting for the dark creature to look ar him.

-Say something! Please! Can… Can you speak?

The silence was too loud. Wouldn’t you be scared? You’d beg for a word.

But the dark cube was just looking. Standing. And looking. He looked like he could see Fire’s soul.

Finally, his jaws began to open. He was struggling to make a sound.

-I… Want you… To join me…

-What? What do you me-

-Let darkness… Consume you…

Fire couldn’t understand what he was trying to tell him. But… He started to see himself. Covered with spikes, dirty, with dusty, barely glowing eyes just staring at him.

-This will be you… In the true end.

-And this…

He took a little pause.

-This will be you if the path will be chosen wrong.

-GOD DAMN!

Fire’s vision was focused on the only hallucination. It was him, full of blood, with his face completely ripped.

-So… What is your choice?

Fire was standing silent, feeling nervous. There were only three things that he could hear:

His heart beating, the figure’s breath…

And the blowing wind.