The Fall of Lysimork

[Storyteller's POV]

Logan Keller. A brash young man who was known for his good "relationship" with Mark Lane—Layland's former tormentor. Standing at 5'11", with his manly look and toned body, he was also one of the popular kids at school back on Earth.

The day when Layland had shot him dead haunted him every single day after his resurrection. The pain he had felt at that time—the sensation of standing in front of the door of oblivion was a nightmare he could never forget.

He had sworn to end the person who had become his inner demon when he encountered said person; however, unfortunately for him, when that moment came, he could barely bring himself together.

'Layland? Is Layland a common name in this world or...? Fuck!'

Disbelief filled Logan's green eyes. He was trying to look calm on the outside, but he was utterly shaken inside. The person in front of him could tell it. He also knew it, which was why it felt like he was reliving his nightmare.