Awake [R-18]
A sense of calm swept through Ryan as he wielded his blade of death. Swinging in a predictable pattern, he created an almost sensual rhythm.
He had been asleep almost six days, but it could have been six lifetimes.
Stepping forward, he weaved to the side, stabbing the practice dummy in a fluid motion.
Unknowingly Gregory's death had triggered an explosion of memories.
The memories he had were nightmarish. Slaughtering thousands while drenched in blood, he sent soul after soul to the afterlife.
The unceasing visions came one after the other. Not able to stop them, he had to endure each, growing more numb after each head parted from its body.
By the end of the nearly week-long trip down memory lane, he knew one thing was certain. He was a killer. A killer bathed in blood so red, his very soul was tainted crimson.
Seeing the dummy fully regenerated, he started another barrage of attacks, honing his now masterful skills.