Parallel World 2

He looked towards what grabbed his leg to see a black hand that stuck out of the ground.

His eyes widened as a sword also pierced out of the ground heading towards his forehead.

He managed to react on time shifting his head which caused him to obtain a graze and after pulling out his leg, while creating some distance, he placed his hand on his cheek which had blood trickling down.

“I can bleed? How is this possible?” he felt the sting of the cut which proved his earlier assumption of also feeling pain.

“And what’s going on here?”

A figure began forming from the ground and when this was finished, standing in front of him was a 7 feet tall black and golden striped figure with a great sword at hand.

It looked human but its facial features were undefined. It had no private organs either.

He didn’t need to be enlightened on the hostility of the thing in front of him. In a way, he had already been.