When I slept, Yuno gave some clarification.
"These powers are not meant to harm the human race or anything. When you command the crystals to give you their power, they will take you to an 'alternate universe'. The current universe will be frozen, and you will move into another universe, where your powers will take their effect. Once you retract the abilities, you will snap back into reality, with all effects reversed," declared Yuno.
"But then how will we fight? When one of us dies, will we pop back alive?" questioned the girl. This time, I could not make note of her blonde hair. These past dreams, I haven't been able to see what she looks like. I have only noticed a blurred shape her.
"When you meet on the fateful day, you will both command your crystals at the same time. You will still be sent to an alternate reality. However, when one of you dies, both will snap back into reality. The deceased will have a "heart attack," and faint in the real world. The winner will be transported to the heavens, where they will become God and control the Earth, " said Yuno.
"But what about our lives, our childhood?!" questioned the girl.
"That will end. However, you can not dwell on the past. Your parents will not remember having you. It will be as if you never existed. I had to go through that when I left my mother," said Yuno.
"You said that none of our powers will have an effect on the real world, however, I created an entire throne room this evening," I said.
"Have you gone back to it? I beg to differ. I know that it has disappeared. Anywho, it is time for both of you to wake up," said Yuno.
My eyes opened. To test if Yuno was telling the truth. I went over to my clock. The time was 6:59, just before school started. I activated the crystal. Gathering dark energy in my hand, I shot a fireball at the clock. It erupted into dark flames and perished. I silently walked over to my phone, the time was now 7:02 am. I deactivated the abilities and snapped back into the real world. The time was 6:59 and my clock was back to normal.
I spent the rest of the day dwelling on the fact that I may never see my mother again if I go in with this battle.
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Battle of the Heavens
حركة (أكشن)An imaginary friend could actually be something more... This is the story of Dylan Johnson, your average shy, 16-year-old, Californian teenager. Lonely with only a few friends, Dylan "creates" an imaginary friend to talk to, by the name of Yuno. Yu...