He stood in the middle of the street as the sky of Manhattan became pitch black his body glowing a deep red. It was the only source of light. The builds around him fell to the ground and his skin then was covering up by this black diamond stuff. He smiled as A pair of black wings came out from his back. He laugh and as he did the road cracked and where ripping as if an earthquake where happening. I stood infront of the ripping street and infront of him, his eyes glazing over with a deep red. And then I wake in my bed, in my house, in Japan. I got out of my bed then wake out to my shower room.
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