Chapter 2: :Doomsday Lord
Aiden slept soundly on the lap of the beautiful witch, as he calls her, while the monster brought in a bowl of water she used to calm his temperature.
After a while, Aiden began groaning, trying to regain full consciousness. His unconscious mind was able to form a few gibberish words.
Slowly, as he opened his eyes, the blurry view became clear, and Aiden saw the witch looking down at him. "Shit," he yelled and jumped off the couch.
"Oh shit, what are you and... and that thing doing inside my house?" said Aiden, barely able to make the transition of his words smooth.
He looked at the monster ant holding a bowl and the towel in the witch’s hand. It wouldn’t take more than that to realize they were helping him.
"What’s going on?" Aiden asked, lowering his fists and guard. He just stood, hoping for a very good explanation.
"I’m sorry if I scared you, my lord."
"Your lord? You mean me?" asked Aiden, pointing at himself with a perplexed look.
"Yes, Doomsday Lord. I’m glad I made it to the right time you sent me. I must warn you about the coming Ragnarok," said the witch.
The moment she stood up, Aiden involuntarily stepped back. It seemed his body wasn’t fully relaxed.
"Wait, hold on. What time? You mean you’re from the future?"