After a long day of "work," I finally managed to get some sleep. But, where am I? All I can see is just a mirror...
So, seeing no other options, I walk up to the mirror, and... nothing's there... wait. Is-is that, a wolf?
(POV ?WOLF?)
I walk up to the mirror and say to the kid: "In 11 years, precisely. The stars will align, ever so nicely. The time to act shall be at hand, the flames of rage will be fanned. Then the borders of two shall finally fall, else the war will raze them all."
(POV (Y/N))
The glass shatters on the floor with the strange creature's words echoing in the void as everything went black.
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Alpha Of The Omegas
RandomI ran. I ran from the literal HELL that was my "home life". Being punched, kicked, and cut, all for things that were out of my control.
