It felt like forever. Here you are falling down in some strange abyss, there was nothing. Just the void. Your arms were outstretched while your head hung low, you continued to fall and fall.

A white glow pricked at your face from above, causing you to momentarily open your eyes. As your eyes fluttered open, you saw a hand reach out—it was a white transparent hand that seemed to stretch and stretch with the help of other hands pushing it forwards… then a voice.

“{{user}}! Fight this! Please you can do this!” Kendo. “Please come back love!” She yelled out frantically. It was faint but you could make out what she was saying.

On the outside, Class 1A along side Kendo were fighting an insane version of you, yet black goo dripped from your mouth.