Lance lay on the ground with half his skin torn off from the impact of the explosion. He had died along with thousands of other people. Although he was dead he seemed to be having a dream... no... not a dream this felt all to real.
Lance stood in the caravan he was born in. His mother was there and she was holding a little baby boy. He soon realized what this was and started to scream for his mom to watch out and to get out of the caravan right now. She couldn't hear him as he was invisible to the world in this stage.
She cradled the baby in her arms and sang him a lullaby. She was about to tell the baby that she loved him but got cut off as three guys entered the caravan. Two of these guys looked poor and had shackles on while the middle man looked to be upper class. The upper class man wore a wicked smiled on his face as the two slaves beat and whipped his mom to death. After they had finish they took the baby and left.
Lance fell to his knees in tears as the scene would go white and switch through a new one. A few hours had passed and Lance kept going through all of the bad and rough times he had as a slave and even to the point where the kids that he took care of got killed.
He was standing in the middle of a flaming market. He had caused this and remembered it Vividly. He her angry shouts from a shop merchant as gun shots were heard and Lance was seen with blood on his hands as he ran out of the shop and ran until he couldn't run anymore.
Lance had witnessed his whole life and now stood, floating in the air above two scenes with his dead mom and his dead friends. He looked down and closed his eyes. He sorrowful face became a scowl as he clenched his fists "Why... Why did it have to be this way..." he muttered as he was over taken by black Ruhk.
The last scene was him over the explosions that had just happened in Heliophapt that day his mom appeared beside him as well as one of the kids. "Son did you see what you caused? You caused thousands of peoples deaths today..." she muttered with sorrow in her voice as the kid spoke up "Dont you feel bad about it Lance?" the kid asked as Lance took a step forward and glanced back "I dont care what happens to anyone anymore..." he said as the scene went white.
A Golden light imitated from Lance for a while before he stood up and looked at his hands "Ow... That explosion stung a little..." he muttered as he looked around at the damage before nodding and walking off.
Lance stood in the caravan he was born in. His mother was there and she was holding a little baby boy. He soon realized what this was and started to scream for his mom to watch out and to get out of the caravan right now. She couldn't hear him as he was invisible to the world in this stage.
She cradled the baby in her arms and sang him a lullaby. She was about to tell the baby that she loved him but got cut off as three guys entered the caravan. Two of these guys looked poor and had shackles on while the middle man looked to be upper class. The upper class man wore a wicked smiled on his face as the two slaves beat and whipped his mom to death. After they had finish they took the baby and left.
Lance fell to his knees in tears as the scene would go white and switch through a new one. A few hours had passed and Lance kept going through all of the bad and rough times he had as a slave and even to the point where the kids that he took care of got killed.
He was standing in the middle of a flaming market. He had caused this and remembered it Vividly. He her angry shouts from a shop merchant as gun shots were heard and Lance was seen with blood on his hands as he ran out of the shop and ran until he couldn't run anymore.
Lance had witnessed his whole life and now stood, floating in the air above two scenes with his dead mom and his dead friends. He looked down and closed his eyes. He sorrowful face became a scowl as he clenched his fists "Why... Why did it have to be this way..." he muttered as he was over taken by black Ruhk.
The last scene was him over the explosions that had just happened in Heliophapt that day his mom appeared beside him as well as one of the kids. "Son did you see what you caused? You caused thousands of peoples deaths today..." she muttered with sorrow in her voice as the kid spoke up "Dont you feel bad about it Lance?" the kid asked as Lance took a step forward and glanced back "I dont care what happens to anyone anymore..." he said as the scene went white.
A Golden light imitated from Lance for a while before he stood up and looked at his hands "Ow... That explosion stung a little..." he muttered as he looked around at the damage before nodding and walking off.
