I think back to those days on Earth.

I see my reflection and don't recognize myself anymore.

I watch as the world around me crumbles into ruin, realizing that my previous life, my dreams, my aspirations no longer mean anything. I'm a stranger here, with nothing to call my own but a name and a terrible power that could tip the balance of this war.

One side fights for freedom and harmony, another for oppression and subjugation. They both have their sights set on me. As a friend or foe, I do not know.

Warning: this is a Displaced fic.