Chapter 35: Green Wolf’s Request
Fifteen years ago...
"P!" He could barely keep his eyes open as he heard his dad's voice. "P, stay with me! You have to stay awake."
"Dad?"
He barely managed to crack his eyes open. He could see his dad dragging him across the battlefield with gritted teeth. His dad was never a warrior. Not like his mom. The man wasn't even a Super. Just a normal human who Fairy Queen happened to find good-looking. It had been easy for his mom to use her powers on that simple-looking man and make his father hers.
Now that the man carried him, he realized. That man held onto him as if it were the only thing he could do. He began to wake up fully, and he looked around, groaning. Whatever city they had ended up in was gone. Only a few buildings were left standing. Most of it was just ash now.
Heroes stood, their uniforms torn, all staring up toward the sky. The same went for any other villain. None of them were fighting anymore. They all just stared up in either horror, acceptance, or fear. Dozens were injured, and bodies upon bodies from both sides had been piled together.
Ash rained from the sky, and the planet shook. The sun was no longer visible, swallowed up by an inky black void. It had gone cold, cold enough to freeze several people to death; then it would suddenly become hot, enough heat to ignite others. Lightning rained upon the planet, and fire swallowed up entire cities.
As it stood, the world was coming to an end.
No one bothered to stop his dad as he dragged his injured son out of the field of ash. They seemed to be in a desert, though the sand was now coated in dozens of layers of snow and ice.
"Are you awake, P?"
"Yeah." He groaned. "I'm fine, Dad." He pulled himself out of his dad's arm and stumbled to his feet, shaking his head. "What happened? I remember we were on the battlefield, and the Emperor, he..."