Game of acceptance

I woke up drowning bubbles formed around my eyes as I sank furher down until I reached the bottom of the black room. A bright light peered through in the distance as I saw a small figure looking at me from above. He looked familiar but I didn't recognize him.

"Hello it's me... brother". My eyes widened. I wondered how. I'd slaughtered him with my bloody hands so, how was he alive. I was lifted up against my will by an unknown force. A wooden chair dragged through the water and was placed under me and I was sat there.

"How are you alive" I asked. He stared at me then said, "I'm not". Now I was even more confused. "I just exist". I stared at him then tried to touch him. I still could. "I'm made out of magna now and due to an unknown force I have multiple abilities, this is one of them". I came to terms with this situation then realised, technically he was still alive. I stared at the black floor. Teardrops flowed down my eyes."I'm sorry" I managed to say through my tears. I looked up at him. He stared at me.

"I hate you" he said with a straight face. His eyes burnt like hell but the rest of his fast was blank. Those words destroyed me. I froze and stared at him. I remembered that this was my fault, if I had stopped the demons from advancing. And even worst I ended him. He leaned over and unapologetically said, "Fuck you". I stared at him. "Now I live in my own world of make believe", "Since you're dead, I can send you there, you'll see our parents again but don't worry, as a reward I can revive you", "Now this is my game"