My blonde hair gently floated in the breeze. My broad golden scaled tail swept back and forth as I glared at her, my crimson eyes twisted with hate and anger, my pupils were slits, I could tell. I've never felt so angry, but it felt... amazing.
"Who... who the hell are you?!" She demanded. I chuckled softly, feeling my darker counterpart slightly influencing my attitude, but I didn't care.
"Call me FlySight. FlySight Askatchi." I said, confidence swirling in my voice. Her emerald eyes widened.
"No..."
FlyCraft Hacatsna was a orphan girl who refused to be adopted. She was an 'emo' among her peers, but was super fast, super strong, and a genius. She had a strange connection with the ethereal beings called Nets, and was deemed mentally unstable.
One day, a special class causes her to travel to the End, the hideout for the Nets. It was a day that changed her life forever.
"Am I... dead?"
--Warning-- contains violence, swearing, and mental/physical struggles. You have been warned.
"My eye..."
Every time I close my eyes, I see a flash of the past. Sometimes, I see the battlefield with bodies at every step, and smoke from artillery fire everywhere you looked. Sometimes I see friends, Odin, Michael, and even Azazel. But most of the time, I see a creature feared by all with blood red eyes and teeth as sharp as its claws. That creature is me, I fought in The Great War and I won it leaving behind a Legend told by all, a Legend that I left behind because of my sheer stupidity. However, Legends never die, and I'm no different. So I will return to amend mistakes and dethrone tyrants such as Lucifer. They feared me once, they will fear me again.