Floating in the endless void between realms there was a tiny soul, a soul so small you would've never had seen it if you didn't pay attention."It feels cold and dark..did I die?" Said the soul as it floated in the endless void. "I can't move or see a thing. Is this what hell is?" Without being able to do anything meaningful the only thing the soul could do was wait in this hell. The soul didn't know how much time had passed but it suddenly felt like something was tugging on it. It had been such a long time since he felt, well, anything. He didn't care if his soul was resurrected into a corpse! As long as he felt something!

When the soul was thinking to itself how wonderful it would be to feel again, a blinding light covered the soul and in this light came a voice. [Do you desire power?] Asked the mysterious voice to the soul. "Yes! I want the power to beat the shit out of those who did this to me!" [...Not a great reason, but that'll do.] In a mere instant, the light and soul disappeared from the void leaving it by itself.

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