Blake relived his four years...
He became a Crestfallen... He waited for the autumn Cholie, entered the second trial...
They became slaves and then went to hell.
They succeeded.
Then, the trial of the gods awaited them.
They succeeded.
They became Bloodbane. Blake survived, his actions for the last four years was calculated and well thought out.
Reality instantly warped.
Blake was no longer relieving himself from four years ago. Something else changed and he saw himself.
Was it the future?
Or was it the past...
Blake was staring at his father Graham.
Blake, being in his very own consciousness froze when he heard himself utter just two words.
"Now, die!"
Blake keenly watched as a terrifying power was unleashed from his body. The darkness around him was spreading simply eroding space and time.
Graham's eyes widened.