Everyone were running. They didnt know where to go. Things were bad as it is. But now they had to fear monsters running in our midst.
The place was filled with screams of many. Dead bodies everywhere. It was filled with the stench of blood. Kids, women, men. No discrimination whatsoever. Well...it was the work of a demon after all. This senseless killing was His work.
Krish was here. He was always scared of demons. But he was here. He didnt know how he got here. All he could see was the cuty burning. The streets were filled with carcasses of animals and humans. Flames were ablaze everywhere. Every skyscraper in sight almost destroyed. Windows shattered. Vehicles upturned. Krish no longer knew the city that he grew up in.
He didnt know why he was here. He didnt. He didnt remember why he was here. But he saw it all. He dragged his skinny body towards the source of the flame.
He could feel the heat on his face. But somehow he didnt care. He kept going. He had to step over tons of dead people to get there. And he finally reached where he wanted to go. And what he he saw was something he never thought he'd see.
His eyes glistened with the flames around him. In the centre of all this mayhem, and destruction, was a monster.
He didnt look like a monster. He looked human. But not really. Krish didnt have words to express about this being.
He was huge. Almost nine feet. He had silverfish long hair which were actually upright and swaying as if it were flames. His face was red. He had scales. He was masculine, had black torn shirt which didnt cover his body. His face was half open. But the lower half of his face looked like it was a mask. But it was black and it didnt feel like a mask. It looked like one. But it was his jaw. His mouth. He had sharp fangs for a mouth. And he was grinning. He was sitting on a throne made of skulls. The skulls of humans.
He looked directly in Krish's eyes. He smiled. An EVIL smile. Krish instantly got terrified. The monster didnt just smile to terrify him. It was meant to mock him. The demon was laughing in the face of Krish. Who was this guy? Why is Krish here?
And suddenly it all felt distant. The demon got up, started walking towards him. Krish started breathing hard. His heart was beating fast. So fast, that he could practically hear it. He wanted to run away, but he couldn't. The demon stood in front of him, towering him. Then in an instant, it killed him.
And a second later Krish woke up from this dream. Holding his neck. Breathing hard. He was afraid. This was the most realistic dream he had ever had. And he knew tht it'll happen. It definitely well. It felt like a prophecy. He KNEW. Cause he wasnt someone who has never seen demons in his life. He has killed some. Krish HUNTS them.