EDIT: this version of this story has been rewritten into another work under the name 'Poetic Irony.' ~~~ It was like a dream, a really bad dream. How could he foresee this? His brother really put him into this mess. And with the Destroyer of Worlds too. He really wished that this is a nightmare. ~~~ inspired by prompt in idea factory by @firehedgehog Cover by me. Warning: may have explicit language and suicidal tendencies.

"if you want to kill a god , aim for it's heart" "Why?" "Because it's fragile , like ours " He aimed , but never fired -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- Suggestive content , explicit conversations about sexual themes and attraction , panic attacks , please proceed with caution . No real names used , just George's but there's nothing I can do that .