Chapter 2

“Of course Michael, it would be an honor for me to help you lead. Why me? You can’t be too sure if I am that Orrick. For all you know, I could be someone who is just acting as him to get close to you.”

“Yes, but if you tried anything, a bullet would be in your head before you could stand from the chair you are sitting in.”

“Touché, and I would never do something like that. I am just telling you the truth to the extent I know.”

“Well, I believe you, and we will find out tomorrow if you are truly him or not. We will go to Thanatos tower. The monument of Orrick is there and you may be able to regain your memories. For now, you should get some rest. We leave early and I have much work to do. Good night Orrick, use the room on the left, that used to be the vice’s room before I eliminated the position. Fools would get into power and abuse that power.”

“I understand that. Good night.” I walk to my room and enter it to find a plain room. A simple bed, desk, stool, and a chest pretty make up the room. There is a mechanism that I don’t know. I walk over and find a string on it, which I pull and light floods out of the indentation in it. “Ah, so this is a light making device. I think I heard lamp?” I get tired of examining everything and I lay down. I’m afraid to sleep again, since maybe I won’t wake up for another 10 thousand years.

I grow tired enough and give up my body to sleep and it feels good. Until the blackness turns into a scream and fire comes raging across the landscapes of my mind. I see the Forsaken City erupting into flames, and major conflicts roaring everywhere. I see flashes in the sky and the sparks turning into meteors that hurtle down towards the Earth. In the moon, I see a faint figure, but he seems to be smiling and then he fades away quickly.

The calamities begin to slow down, and the flashes in the sky are the gods besieging each other. They begin to fall one by one, until the final one falls and the world is engulfed. After the flames clear, all I see is a black nothingness which terrifies me. A soft voice then whispers into my ear, “Ragnarok…” I suddenly wake up and find my bed to be soaked. I put my hand to my forehead and feel a cold sweat dripping down my face.