His silhouette encompassed the room. The shadows retreated in fear as he smiled satisfied.

My elf companion Lissy was the first to feel something was wrong.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She asked in outrage, but I knew anything we did now was useless. Because bright blue words laid out the look on my face for me.

Elert-Demon King

Lvl ???

Abilities???

System note: I don't think he likes you...

Yeah I don't think he likes me either...

By his side, in my golden eyes lay a spike. A spike tainted red. Blood. It had dried but it didn't change the outcome.

By his side, lay in my golden eyes a dead man. Our Cleric Wilberson. Oh I still remembered the joyous times where we played chess, discussed strategies and talked about common things like common men. But alas, now he was a dead man whilst I was about to join his ranks.

My party readied their weapons and magic circles with anger and emotions flooding through them. My eyes sparked. It wasn't over yet. From the state of my companion I can decipher he uses a spike ability. So as long as I-

Snap.

The room shook as me and my companions crashed to the back of the room. A spike for each. But not for me.

I saw their eyes hollow and dead, their bodies impaled and bent. And I saw true despair. Who would of thought my journey ended so soon.

So why the lack of emotions on my end?

Well, they were nice but we were 12 day friends. I'll be sure to avenge them and meet my old childhood friends!

He won't know what hit him when I impale him with his own spike, get revenge, make him realize his biggest mistake!

I smiled wildly until I saw 5 more bodies impaled with spikes. Only 2 wore Kambrook High Uniforms.

The rest wore clothes that looked all too familiar.

My dad's favorite shirt. My mother's favorite dress. My sister's fluffiest onesie.

I froze. My muscles didn't move. The hair on the back of my head didn't rise.

It died

It was at that moment.

The golden light left my eyes.