The Awakening

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Terror seizes my chest, visions of shadows, demons confronting my hazy consciousness. A shrill shriek of confusion, an oral emission of fear and panic...is that me screaming?

Darkness, all encompassing and  insidious, touching, tainting, consuming the world around me... A feeling of nothing, an emptiness, no, THE EMPTINESS, a void so deep, so limitless, so dark; penetrating and extinguishing the light. I'm lost, trapped and surrounded...they're closing in... screams erupt suddenly like wind howling from every direction. I feel them near. My skin crawls and my shoulder blades tingle and burn. Swirling black shadows, ragged and tentacled, like torn scraps of cloth ooze into the air, materialize from invisible dimensions and fear steals the breath from lungs. I have a sense this is, has and always will take place, as if I am with time in time, sentient and part of an awareness only shared by us. I'm with Destiny. I don't think I favor her much at all. Pushy and arrogant, lacking sentiment for anything, save her inescapable plan. Destiny is inevitable, unavoidable and everyone has a hand in her game regardless of their awareness. I don't like her...

  The air crackles and I FEEL a current jolt through my body, gaining power. I sense it coming, I sense them coming. The breath in my chest bursts out, spewing sparks of light, electrically charged, blue and purple fireworks in the darkness. I'm not human anymore, too far taken by the surge to fit labels anymore, I just am. I have a real need now, consuming me... I must destroy them ALL.

The war has begun....

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