The Rise of Realms Origin

"Why won't you just give in to me."
I covered my ears in pain as the voice filled every thought, filled my head, the empty space around me. I threw my fist the ground screaming to talk over the voice in my head, but even with my screams, the lightening and rain pouring on my body hiding my tears and washing away the bloodstains that didn't belong to me, mixing with the mud and earth to become one again with nature. But this wasn't peaceful, this wasn't what this was supposed to feel freeing.
"NO! Please s-stop." I whispered feeling my breathing become even more ragged and uneven. My eyes burned from my tears and blood, my body was shaking and vibrating with energy I felt like was going to rip me open from my head to chest, and the world felt like time wasn't real. Like none of this was real. It wasn't supposed to be worth it. It wasn't supposed to feel good. I wasn't supposed to like this. 'Now is the time to take it all back and destroy these lowly worlds and show them who runs these realms with the fury and power of hell behind you." The voice said sternly almost mocking me. I hesitated to answer. 'you're wrong.'
"You're the rightful ruler of these realms. Give in. Take it back. Give them the monster Gio. They had no quarrel taking and taking- So take. It. Back."
And it all made sense then. In that very moment. It all made sense.