I awoke in the darkness. All the screams have silenced. I watch as my memory flashes of my first and second born drown in darkness and their masks of light finally shattering. What had caused this terrible destruction, and more importantly, was I truly alone then? Surely all of them couldn't have died...there had been so many. But maybe, that was what had made them so weak.
I tried to summon Anger, one of my closer subordinates. I felt my rage well up inside of me and I watched as the floor had a red spot glow. But then a slight whisper of pain escaped, and I knew Anger was gone. Who else could I call?
Kefka? No, I saw the darkness swallow him and his magic...
Depression? No, even as dark as he was, he couldn't even breathe in here.
I knew they were all gone, but I couldn't let it go. I hated being alone. I wasn't about to let both of my worlds be empty...that is when I saw a faint light in the distance.
