Clenching you jaw as you clutched your side. You were dying, you knewthat well enough. Yet you managed to barely patch yourself up; it wasn’t helping your life force in any way.

As you’re eyes fluttered, struggling to keep open. Yet you see someone, you swear you saw an angel. Maybe you were closer to death than you thought.

Hours later, you awake in a strange bed. White marble walls covered the room as your eyes gazed around. A man with blonde hair by your side.