Matt: What in the...
Our browned haired friend has woken up in an unfamiliar location... nothing but darkness everywhere he looks.
Matt: this is... strange...
He says staring at his hand. It was fading away and disappearing but then reforming in front of him... he then heard a voice...
???: Hello, Matt.
Matt: Who the hell are you?
???: Me? Don't you remember me? I'm Matthew Kingsman...
A hand forming and a hand lost from Matt
Matt: Wait... but I'm Matthew Kingsman!
Matthew: No... You're Matt Kingsman. The happier one... The one who has everything he could ever want... The one who got it easy...
Matt stares at the figure forming... it was a younger version of him wearing a white t shirt...
Matt: Why did you bring me here?
Matthew: Me? I didn't do anything. You did all the work. Every little thing that ticked you off led you here. Until you finally gave into your Mania.
Half gone, half formed.
Matt: What the hell do you want from me...
Matthew: It's simple really. I've been suppressed in your mind ever since the incident. Every since Ares ruined my life. And you... you got all the good things. A wife, a kid, a whole gang of friends... and what did I get? Nothing but the same voices you hear in your head.
A third quarter gone, a third quarter formed
Matthew: You had it easy... but I'm gonna change that. I'm going to make sure that you lose every single person you care about. Every single person you met ever since that day... and I'm going to love every second of it
"Goodbye Matt Kingsman"
Everything gone, everything reformed.
Matt Kingsman is no more.
And the Mania rages on
