Prologue (Edited)

After playing around, I looked up, thinking my actions were being controlled by aliens 👽. Yes, you guessed it, aliens.

🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Aliens, my ass 😒.

My name is Void. I was just looking back at my life when I was 8 years old, before judgment day.

I have seen... *come close* ... angels, demons, witches, warlocks, and ghosts 👻, and so forth.

I know everyone is thinking there is no such thing as witches, warlocks, ghosts, and so on.

I hate to disappoint them, I said as I spat out blood.

I know you guys might be thinking, "Where am I?" A dim light shone on a guy who was cuffed by an iron chain, which was held tightly by the side of the wall on both sides. You could also see his body as his muscles 💪 were pumping with power. There were also scars on his body, both new and old. On his back was a realistic devil wing tattoo.

"Don't look at that, look at me!" I screamed. "This is my story of how my siblings want to kill me 😔. Let me ask you a question: What would you do if this were judgment day?"