“I won’t let anything get the better of me.” A black circle appears in the middle of the visible ocean. Someone begins to clap and a throne rises out of the black circle. A girl sitting in the chair continues to clap. She stops clapping.

“Aren’t we the little impulsive warrior? They were only trying to make this hideous beach into a paradise.”

“They were turning my world into a nightmare,” Damien yells.

“I know that’s what I said.” She rises out of the chair and steps into the water, but she doesn’t sink. “You’re quite the trouble maker aren’t you?’ She takes a step but still doesn’t fall into the ocean.

“Who are you?”

“I believe that I’m the one asking the questions around here.”

“No you’re not! I am!”

“Oh would you please shut up. I’m Queen Sentoya ruler of darkness and future queen of all the realms in this pathetic little hell hole we call existence.” She steps onto the beach. “You’re an obstacle and I don’t like challenges, but then again I’ve never been challenged so that’s a little hard to say. I suppose the correct way to put it would be; I don’t like opposing forces.” She points at Damien and a bolt of red lightning shoots out of her index finger. He jumps to the side dodging the attack. “Well, well you’re really fast aren’t you?” She disappears and reappears behind Damien swinging a sword into his back. Damien’s sword magically appears on his back blocking the attack. “Grrr. I don’t care for dreams very much they always get in my way.” She backs away. Did you know that by allowing others to have dreams you are slowing yourself down?”

“That’s not true.”

“Oh but it is. You see if your dreams are the only ones in existence than you and everyone else has more time for your dreams.”

“Evil can’t be trusted.”

“But it can. You see you can trust evil to do what ever it takes to get the job done. You can trust evil to not let anything get in its way. You can trust evil to make a deal, which is what I would like to do for you. If you join me I’ll leave your dreams the only ones in the entire universe.”

“I’ll have to decline.”

“What,” she yells. Her eyes turn red and her teeth become sharp. “That offer is the best I’ve ever made. You can’t say no to me.”

“Apparently I can. I’ll protect my dreams and everyone else’s if I have to.” He swings his sword cutting her side. Black sand pours out of the cut. “You’re not human,” Damien says.

“This isn’t over Damien Misselo you can bet on that.” A swirling black portal appears behind her. She retreats into the portal. It disappears. “You can bet that I’ll be back Damien Misselo. My offer will still be valid, but if you decline again I’ll kill you.”