585. When Things Go Wrong

Darkness covered his vision, and he felt his eyelids growing heavier than ever. In the warmth of his mother's embrace, Sylvester finally allowed his body to fall unconscious. But he didn't know why he still found his mind active, he knew he was asleep, yet he felt conscious enough to know he was sleeping—like a lucid dream. But at the same time, it didn't seem like a dream since he had no control over anything. 

The darkness was haunting. He had neither body nor mobility. He felt no pain, no sensation. Only his eyes were the sole means of interaction. 

"You are on the right path, having shown your wrath." Soon a twinkling spark appeared in his view, and it continued to grow bigger. The spark spread everywhere and gradually started to illuminate the darkness.