Parallel Pt. 1

It was as if someone split Milo's vision with an axe. It shattered in front of him, as an apposing force tried to rip his very essence from his body. He tried to hold on, but, like before, it was impossible. He opened his eyes to find he was somewhere new. "I am growing stronger." He said, his voice the same, but his tone far different. As opposed to what he'd just felt, now he felt as though power was flooding into him. "Milo Keypen is slipping away." Whispered Ollem. "Sequire is at my feet."