Everything seemed so empty. I look around with a glazed look in my eyes. Stella was nowhere to be found. I stand up and a sword caught my attention. A simple katana lay in a armor stands hands.
I walk up to and place my hand on the hilt, I close my fingers around it and I lift the weightless sword. It felt weird, but nice at the same time. I placed the sword down and went upstairs. I changed and went downstairs once again. I grab my sword again and leave my house into the belly of the beast.
Everyone was battling. I watched my friend Damian die from a smiling spirit splattered with blood. The spirit looked at me with a cruel smirk. He ran for me with his blade directed at my heart, I move out of the way and I feel the sword graze my side. I bite my lip and swing my sword and I hear the spirit scream. I look at him as he splits onto two pieces.
I fall to my knee's and feel myself vomit. I wipe my face clean and stand. I run forward. So many spirits died by my hands. It frightened me, I was becoming a monster.
Finally I approached a area where there was no battle. I lean against a wall and took a deep breath. Dizziness took over my body, I closed my eyes tightly.
"Where are you Stella?" I whisper to myself.
The screams rapidly approached me and soon the battle was surrounding me. I had to fight my way out of the blood bath that I once called my home. Before I knew it I was standing in the rose beds. I started seeing shadowy figures around me. The first shadow that I saw was small.
"This could of been prevented Raven. You could of saved me!" A scream rang through my ears.
I look at the shadow and I could see a face start to form. To my horror Ana looks at me. She dissappeared and another voice spoke.
"I loved you so much, why wouldn't you ever love me back? I died from you yet you still don't give me the respect I deserve." The shadow hissed, Jean emerged then quickly dissappeared.
"Raven stop please!" My mother's shadow screamed. I grab my hair and pull it.
"Everyone dies from you and Stella, you will destroy this world. Together." The shadow whispered from earlier.
"Please just leave me alone!" I whimper.
"But I needed another toy to play with. My other one broke today." She sighed. Her black hair hung loosely and her empty eyes stared.
"What other toy?" I whisper. She laughs.
"She was a pretty toy." The girl giggles.
"Who was she?" I growl.
"Even the stars burn out."

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Final Battle
FantasiThe war between Spirits and Demons has arrived. Stella is the only hope to save the world of this bloodbath. Things are slowly decaying and being destroyed. Will everything be over after this war?