"I never thought the humans wouldn't be able to do it but it seems like they have finally succeeded in defeating me.
They tried and tried again and after years, they finally succeeded.
That Guy..... Who is he? Was there always someone that powerful among them?
It might be that stupid old man of mine that came to help them. It has to, because have stayed in the human world for a long while now and would know if they had someone this strong with them.
Well, I hope they live their foolish life's with me gone. Finally I can rest in peace.
As I was finally coming to terms with my death. I started to hear some strange noises entering my head.
MJ WAKE UP! ARE YOU OKAY?
Wait!, what happened? Wasn't I meant to move on?.
As I finally find the strength to open my eyes a blurry figure came into my view. Slowly my blurry vision started to clear. At last, I could see in front of me, it was a human.
I examine him closely as I had never seen a human this close before. It was a young boy...No wait, he looked just like that guy but young. Has he come here to finish what he started killing me in the after life too.
No, I will not let him, Not this time".
With the little strength the beast had, it dash forward open his two jaws widely, and fire shoot out a stream of fire. Only for it to hit a cage wall and bounce back to him.
"What the! It bounces back?"
Beast jumped out of the way for the fire stream to pass. That was when it realises the environment it was in, the beast looked around and all it could see is darkness and a boy standing in front of him but couldn't get to him.
"Is this hell?, Am I going to be tortured by these mortals. " The beast thought.
At that moment the boy's body light up, it shine so brightly that the light-emitting from the boy's body had temporarily blinded beast. Briefly, all the beast could see was white but within a few seconds, its eyesight was back to normal.
The boy turn and looked at the beast for a while before the place went black again. At that moment Mj was slightly conscious and was asking for his grandfather.
The Next day, Mj had just waken up from bed currently in his washroom, standing in front of the mirror.
Mj never had a good eyesight and had always use
an eye contact lenses to see. He was a part of the few people who were born with the disease called myopias( near sightness ).