The familiar apocalyptic cityscape of Raiya's nightmares was instantly recognizable at this point. And, unless the dream made her ignorant of it, as some dreams do, she immediately knew she was in a dream.
Raiya turned down a block and could here the clash of weapons and the smell of burning mana in the air. She hurriedly ran down the block to what looked like the city square. The ground was mostly flat and empty, tall buildings surrounded the square but the square itself was barren except for broken concrete and a shattered old fountain.
Next to the fountain were three figures, one was a mysterious featureless figure, in an all black wardrobe. The others were also featureless, but Raiya could tell who they were. The dream gave the impression of familiarity and nostalgia when she saw them, she was filled to the brim with happiness that she blurted out, "MOTHER, FATHER!"
The figures turned to look at her with expressionless, featureless faces, and she gasped in horror as the other figure took their distraction as an advantage and cut them down in cold blood.
Raiya ran over to their bodies and began to mourn over them, tears streaming down her face. She looked up at the killer who didn't seem to be interested in slaughtering her. For a moment there was a pause of silence, but then a familiar voice pierced through the silence. It was Felix, and with him was Tsukihi, and Akane.
They rushed the black figure, bombarding him with attack after attack, Felix and Tsukihi with their swords, and Akane with her destruction magicks. It was all in vain, though, as the figure took all the hits grabbing both Tsukihi's and Felix's swords in his hands, and taking the blast of mana head on. The blue magick blast didn't seem to even phase him. The figure clutched the blades in his hands until they shattered, even Felix's manaegis sword crumbled. Using only his hands, the figure swiftly beheaded both Tsukihi and Felix, and pointed his finger outwards shooting a black thin beam of energy from his hand that rushed towards Akane, piercing through her forehead.
They were all dead, all of her family. A distinct sense of despair filled her as she cried out in anger and sadness.
"KILL ME!" She begged the figure who stood still in silence, looming over her. "KILL ME! KILL ME PLEASE!" She got up and clutched the robes of the figure who stood still, "KILLMEKILLMEKILLMEKILLME!" She pled. Repeating it over and over, her head began to pound from the intense crying and mourning she was feeling.
She didn't startle awake from the dream, instead the dream seemed to fade and bleed into reality as she found herself sitting curled up in her bed sobbing and whispering, "just kill me, please kill me..."
Eventually she calmed down and came to her senses, retreating to the bathroom to wash her face. She checked the time, it was only 3:00 A.M. and she knew there was no returning to sleep at this point so she just got back in bed and lay awake waiting for the sun to rise.
