Stormblast

There was a girl. She was leading me around these white circular hallways, she needed me for something. She was teaching me how to increase my abilities somehow. I progressed into a few different circular hallways.

(At this point I woke up and wrote the former down and went back to sleep.)

I was a crazed serial killer describing the different ways in which I extinguish the life force of my victims, I was fanatical, waving my arms around in a very enthusiastic way toward other figures. I was back in the white circular rooms and down one of the hallways was a large cell with no floor (imagine birds at a zoo). It was different now though, now I was being led by these people, somehow I had been caught and was now being sentenced, I remember a bald man with blood on his face and a chain around his neck, he was one of my victims. So they led me to this cell and I was suspended in the air, I stood there and watched my audience.

I was trying to scare them, I was going off again about what I do to my victims, waving my arms and making a spectacle out of it, trying to intimidate them. The girl comes in and she seems not afraid of me, she's suspended in air across from me. She starts mocking me playfully, as if to suggest to the spectators that I am actually harmless and do have a soul. She says these things and gets closer to me and we start playfully fighting and laughing.

She proved to them I was a caring and compassionate person, although somehow it didn't matter to the people outside the cell. It was a moment for the two of us to share. Even though I was condemned this could not stop our love.