Woe of the chosen

Chapter 27: It's really you...

 
Mere moments ago, we were just in a giant stadium fighting to reach whatever this place is...

  Now we're stuck in this space that is filled with stars..

  The mist vanished along with everything else..

  Where are we?

           The woman is in pain because she lost her left eye...

  The boy is holding on to his anger because he sees her squirm..

  But that's the least of my worries..

  What the hell did we step into?

  Why is it that even the floor itself is nothing but stars and the deep void of space?

  And that thing...

  That thing outsmarted me..

      I overestimated myself..

  I lost control..

  Again...

  Damnit.

  
  Its eyes are different now, I don't know what's next..

If I was just fighting a clone...

What does that say about the real thing..?

Thoughts race throughout your mind, confusion sneaks itself into your line of thinking. You worry for the unforeseen moments that will soon come to pass. You know that this thing is capable of defeating you if it so wanted to. Question is...why hasn't it killed you yet..?

"I can hear thy thoughts loud and clear, Lightning boy. Thou worry for what's to come yet thee fails to understand that fretting for such a thing won't help, but I can assure thee that thy untimely death is not in this moment. Not in this space at least.

The irony of thy death is truly remarkable, its such a shame that I would dare not change the course of fate, but allow thee to walk the path that has been set."

"Change the course of fate? My death? What the hell are you on about?"

  "I announced to thee that I have seen thy fates and beginnings, Tis was not a misconception, but truth. I know of what hath come and what is to be. I can kill thee in this moment and render the fate brought down upon thee worthless, but in doing so, I would be breaking the laws of destiny that hath been set down by the sisters of fate. An enemy I would not dare challenge."

"Well, what about the clone? What was that all for?"

" The clone's sole purpose was to allow me to entertain myself, as almost nothing does in this terrain of death...It somewhat succeeded as thee really put on quite the light show."

"Tch..."

Zephilious looks at Pluto and says, "Go check on the woman, I'll take care of this on my end."