The button was pushed, but nothing had happened.
For the first thirty seconds that is.
Then it was all pain.
Rods thrust inside Daminion chest and limbs, spilling his blood on the floor. Rods that where attached to tubes, that started reeling him into the machine.
White pain seared though Daminion's body as he was dragged forward on his knees. His brain unable to comprehend anything anymore.
And then all the pain stopped.
He was inside the machine now, and could see that he was strapped to a comfortable recliner.
A transparent barrier kept him inside the machine.
A giant clock started ticking and he could feel the temperature drop rapidly.
Daminion could not understand. This machine was supposed to save the Earth...?
But he had done what he said he would. And now he couldn't move. So he couldn't do anything.
And then he was flung sky high.
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Daminion
Fantasy"Nothing special, just a dry, dry ground. Vast. Flat. Dry. Cracked. Littered. There were bodies everywhere." International Terrorist Organization, Granphdok has declared war. On the world. With a device that can blow up continents, they threaten w...
