The Collision of Two worlds

Rey(Jacob)

I'm sitting in Aaron's room having a talk about the strange sword I had. "When did you get a sword like that, I thought you only used the bulky ones not one with a symbol of death on it." Aaron says staring at it. I just stare at the sword. I killed someone with this monster . Well it's not a monster I'm the monster. I put the sword back in it's sheath and put it back in the bag. I stand up and put the bag in the closet. "It's a sword I inherited from my father." I start."I never used it because I didn't like it because of its color but I've always had it so I kept it." "I see, that makes total sense." Aaron replies. I sit back down on the bed and look at him and say," we need to figure out how to stop those monsters." "I'm in total agreement." Aaron says nodding. I stood up and headed to the bathroom. I felt sick. I run some water and splash it into my face. Then I head back to the room. Aaron stands and asks," Are you okay?" I nod and sit back down and stare at the floor."Should I feel bad for leaving Eliza behind, I should've tried to take her with me." I mumble. "It's not your fault that she stayed behind, she should've ran after you." He says kindly. I nod in agreement.  "I'm going to get some sleep." I say.
        I wake up drenched in sweat. I look around feeling eyes on me. I sit straight up and flick the lamp beside me on. I look around but see nothing. I slip out of the bed and head to the bathroom. I took a cold shower to wake me up. I walk out of the house and start walking. I have a bad feeling in my stomach as I head towards the park. My frown grows deeper as I feel my legs moving towards the villain agency. That's when I stopped. I feel my legs move another way. I'm heading towards the burnt house direction where I murdered Zero. I stare at the ash on the ground where a fresh fire had been not too long ago. It had been clothing. I grit my teeth as I stare at the house I had burned down. I murdered someone. Why did I kill an innocent person? He didn't deserve to die. He could've changed who he had been if I had ripped his life right out of his hands. I could've given him a chance. I feel tears roll down my cheeks. Why am I such a messed up person. I feel a hand land on my shoulder. I look behind me and it's Aaron. He gives me a sad smile and doesn't even ask why I am upset. Which I am grateful for. I wipe my face and follow him back to the house....