

Dissidia 5.5 - PrologueMy eyes stung as though someone were vigorously and laboriously forcing hot pokers into my sockets, unyielding and lusting after my screams. I knew that I was screaming, but for some reason I couldnt hear myself. I could hear others screaming, but not myself. My body flushed with a white hot feeling that made my skin feel as though it were melting it was so fierce. I tried to look around, but everything I saw was clouded with steam, my surroundings a gauzy red color as flames licked the air and mowed down the people that were surrounding me. I couldnt see their faces, but I knew I didnt want to. They were aDissidia 5.5 - Prologue