- I start listening to a female voice in my head and, when closing my eyes, I find myself in a completely dark place, without knowing how I ended up arriving.
- Catter: Where the hell am I? Why is it so dark? Am I dead?
- ??: No, you are not dead, catter. You are in your mind.
- Catter: (My mind?) Who are you?!
- How do you know my name?!
- ??: Quiet, catter. I am not going to hurt you, I only have one proposal. Will you hear it?
- Catter: Don't fuck me, I have a fight. I have to save that girl.
- ??: That girl is going to die if you don't listen.
- Catter: Curse! Because?! Tell me, why am I so weak?!
- ??: You are not weak, you just don't know how to use magic (and you have not awakened all your power).
- Catheter: And how to use magic?
- ??: You have to concentrate and feel it, and so you can create magic. Magic is located in six types of types: light, earth, water, air, fire and darkness.
- Catter: I see. There are six types of magic and how I use it.
- ¿?
- Catter: Okay. Do you know anything about me or more than teaching me?
- ??: AAA, son of the doctor, I have nothing more to teach you. Only everything is how you do it. You have to be strong; Worse things will come.
- Catter: Wait, do you know who my father is? What is your name? Tell me.
- ??: my name is Vitae.
- Catter: Wait, like the gems that are in our hearts.
- Vitae: Exactly. I am the gem that is in your heart, and that means that if you die, I will die.
- Catter: And what things do you know about my father?
- Vitae: That has to wait. I will tell you at another time. Better go and save that girl. See you, catter.
- At that time I had reopened my eyes, I saw how the angel crossed my belly with the sword of light, causing blood to vomit.
- Angel: What happened? I am very fast for you, human.
- When I crossed the sword of The Angel he created with the magic of light, I began to lose strength little by little.
- Catter: Shit, shit, shit! Brink, burns!
- Angel: What happens, human? Does it hurt a lot?
- The angel begins to get the sword out of my belly and begins to go back quickly with the help of his wings. I put one of my hands on the wound of my belly to stop the exit of the blood and not lose consciousness.
- Angel: Come on, human. Let's see how hard before fainting.
- Catter: (damn, I have to wait about six seconds for my wound to close.)
- I look in the distance the figure of the gentleman who helped us in the cave. This starts shouting me from afar.