Lucifer's daughter stood in front of me with her chain spike. She had a halberd in her other hand, and her eyes held fury.
 I stood there, breathing heavily, and hoping that I had the strength to take this bitch. Even if I managed to defeat her, what about General Zod? I am sure he is waiting for the right moment to strike.
 
 
 I search deep down for the power I possessed earlier, waiting for it to surface again, but I can't. I closed my eyes, hoping that when I opened them, the rune sword would become lighter in my hand and start flickering again, but it all proved abortive. Without being told, I knew I was alone with my skills and survival intuitions, and that I had to fight this bitch with all of the military training I had received.

  My life is full of shit and fucked. I was once a young boy with the hope of becoming someone great in life, but now, take a look at me. My emotions have now led me to my downfall. I am now left alone to face my problems, and it is a must to unravel them. 
  If I had known, I would have listened to all the instructions given to me by my dad, about all his warnings that emotion would surely lead to my downfall.
  Nonetheless, I knew I would survive. I would conquer Esther and all her evil villains. Then I will find a way to return to my reality and begin my investigation.
  As you all know, my name is Rey Reed. A fresh, scrawny, and gorgeous boy who was abducted at the age of 16 and was forced to fight In the arena where I was bred, nurtured, and developed with a harsh workout. I can't even guess where the arena ground is located, but I am sure that it is somewhere in Africa.
  I underst

The three hefty beings stride closer to me, their eyes streaking with wrath, while the animosity in them can be seen easily.
 They grabbed the clothes they were wearing and tore them easily as if they were a piece of paper. Their huge muscles can now be seen, while the veins on their neck are also visible.
 
 I stood there, not knowing what to do again. The rune sword is still in my hand, and I am tightening my grip on it.
 I searched inside myself, prowling my stomach further and further for the ability I used earlier, but it wasn't there again. It seems as if these idiots had deserted me, just like my brain and soul always do whenever I am in difficulty.
 
 Now I am standing in front of this hefty being that l

Lucifer's daughter stood in front of me with her chain spike. She had a halberd in her other hand, and her eyes held fury.
 I stood there, breathing heavily, and hoping that I had the strength to take this bitch. Even if I managed to defeat her, what about General Zod? I am sure he is waiting for the right moment to strike.
 
 
 I search deep down for the power I possessed earlier, waiting for it to surface again, but I can't. I closed my eyes, hoping that when I opened them, the rune sword would become lighter in my hand and start flickering again, but it all proved abortive. Without being told, I knew I was alone with my skills and survival intuitions, and that I had to fight this bitch with all of the military training I had received.
 
 
 She let out a guttural cry and slas

Esther's clone