One second he was in his bedroom, organizing his stuff, the next he was standing in the cathedral of Time and Space. He went for his pocket and grabbed his phone. He turned it on, and looked at his diary. It had no entry on this place. He looked around there were other people besides him. But what really got him was when he looked up. On a chair of sorts was a person, which didn't look like one. This person was the God of Space and Time, or Gods since there was two of them. One had long pink hair and the other had Black Hair. He gulped.
He began to feel a little bit sick. His hands were shaking, everything was for him. He didn't like to kill people unless he had to even if it meant becoming God.
He began to feel a little bit sick. His hands were shaking, everything was for him. He didn't like to kill people unless he had to even if it meant becoming God.