The many faces of 3 - 5: Birth of the wraith.

Torn from the dark, awoken with the death of my present, a history of hell.. and now thrown into the deep abyss of a unloved future.
They need to pay, I will see this whole world burn he said, i would agree.
I needed no leverage, my very soul was speaking in anguish and pain itself, yet it smiled.. yet it smiled.
We smiled.

This wasnt real, it couldnt be real, and thus he replaced me. Comforting ..the warmth of the void...