338 - What If

Flames burned as far as the eye could see. Tortured souls burned and yelped, as he walked between the fiery fields of torture without any emotion. Or so it felt. Noah walked, but he couldn't control his body, his vision, or even the emotion. He was but a prisoner inside this body, as he watched it all from the first perspective.

Far in the distance, his eyes focused ona boy yielding a long blade, impaling a massive monster to the ground, whowas cleanly bisected in even halves. The boy landed on the ground, and slowly strode towards him,his body and face drenched in blood. "Lucifer!" he raised his voice,as he skipped happily towards him. "We've subdue the rebelion around here already. Mom is probably cleaning something up."

"You did well," Noah's voice came out from his lips, although not by his will. He was shocked at how it sounded like himself, while not being him at all."