Master of Chaos

Falling onto my knees, tears began streaming down my face. After all these years, he betrayed me...

...why...?

I already lost this battle, I know it...

...but why do I feel the need to fight harder...?

A shadowy figure landed in front of me, and I looked up with anger. The figure laughed in my face, "The Great and Powerful Tyrant is crying? Or should I say Orion?"

Ah, now I know why I fight...

...for revenge.

I quickly threw my fist at the figure's jaw, knocking him back a few feet. He recovered, still laughing, "Ah, ah, ah, not so fast. We haven't even gotten to the main event." I was suddenly wrapped in a black aura, and brought closer to the figure's face. He smirked. "This is the day, Tyrant, where you make a choice. Who should I kill?" Two other figures were levitated near the shadow, and my heart sank. "Your ----- or your ----? Please chose wisely, otherwise they'll both die."

I couldn't speak, my eyes were pinpricks, my face paled, and my heart sank even deeper. This choice would damage me either way, and I couldn't bear to watch...

Closing my eyes, I screamed...