In which you do not have your whole life to spare
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"Who are you?" Everything's dark. I couldn't see anything, i could feel myself suspended, my feet not being able to touch any form of ground.
"Know why you're here?"
"Where even am I?"
"A lot of people seems to want you back."
"I'd rather not hear you talk if you're not going to make sense." Chains wrapped itself around my wrists, tightly binding them together as if it was a punishment.
"Always so feisty..."
"Tell me... What makes you special?"
"tWeL mE wAth mEykS u spEsHal??" I mocked, still unable to sense anything.
"I don't find you funny."
"Why am I here." I smiled slightly at the voice's snap.
"You know, A lot of people came their way to try and... Revive you."
"A lot of rules have been broken."
"Because of you... A gate has been opened."
"The barrier between inner hell and the surface... Let's just say, It's in it's weakest point."
"Where it could collapse anytime."
"Fix it then. You're a god, aren't you?"
"Let's have a deal."
"You'll help to extinguish the damage in the surface while I reconstruct the barrier. Simple, right?."
"What's in it for me?"
"Well..."
"I can lend you some... Abilities."
I smirked slightly. "What kind of abilities."
"Completely your choice but there will be a limit."
"Deal."
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Sands Of Time || Dream W.T.
FanfictionWhat would happen if Wilbur was spared and was instead replaced by the death of a dangerous woman? Known as the Goddess of Redress, The Master of puppets and the God of Wrath, the three were given a mission to take down an unknown enemy. Not exile...
