As soon as Adil closed his eyes and drifted into unconsciousness a notification popping up, and he could visibly see it in his mind.

Notification

First death passed.

Level 2 achieved.

Spawn crystal unlocked.

Essence stabilised: unlocking memory function.

*what?*

Adil said in his mind, struggling as he tried to wake up. He felt a falling sensation, and his mind felt swamped numb, fizzling with a static pain. Then, as the sensations started clearing, he was overcome with the feeling of well-rested sleep.

*What the-*

He seemed to be his old body again, watching the tv as a speech was being held. A few men in dark black suits wearing blue badges were talking to a crowd. Their badges were from a political party of some kind.

*The creator's united national troops, or just the blue dawn* Adil thought. A religious group of nationalists that banded together across the world. They had one of those egocentric senses of entitlement. Thinking they deserved all the work, benefits, schools, universities, women... Adil could remember their leader was recorded, saying something about only keeping immigrants in cages as sex slaves or something, De Kock was his name.

The second in command, a Polish lady, said that God was with them so they should go to war, and then the world would just flood and make them the winners. Maybe that's what they were going to say? Adil was unsure, but it was good entertainment, they had never won a position of power so regardless of how many members they had it was never a realistic threat, but somehow they were now doing an international public address the world was tuned into.

The leader's thick South African accent made him seem so friendly as he spoke.

"People of the world, our organisation has spread far and wide. We have pushed beyond the boundaries that were normally thought possible."

"The world, as you all know it will soon change, as we change with it. As the people of this world battle with God both in their hearts with their lives. As our crusade cleanses the streets of corruption and removes the harm that has befallen our countries and our religion."

Swift- no, it was Rob was in the room watching the screen with Adil -Thomas.

"Heh, he's worse than that guy in that comedy show.. uh, The misadventures of president Drumpf I think it's called."

"Just less of those crazy hand movements and mad lips. But seriously, Drumpf wasn't a religious nut job, only his second-"

"Shhhhhh, can you talk after?" Seras/Rosie asked, hushing them down.

The man on the podium still kept his look of divine arrogance as he looked across the crowds "As we move forward, we hope to once again restore this world to a time that tradition, respect and the loyalty one has to their nation is upheld. We shall fight for what is our right, and sacred, helping the world see the blue dawn that will rise, the next day."

Rob scrunched some popcorn. "Ah, blue dawn, I get it. they said that, because of their name." Seras gave him a mean stare daring him to talk again. There appeared to be people with hoods over their heads held in the background. Sort of grand wizard-like hoods, no wait, not the KKK, as in actual wizards. Intricate patterns of silver over a dark purple adorning the hood with silver trim.

A man ran up to the podium he was standing on and whispered something inside his ear and then being shooed away.

"Ah, So now." his demeanour changed as a smile grew on his face.

"We will bring a mass cleansing street by street, quarter by quater, we will remove those arrogant enough to tell others in their own ethnic nation how to run their country, we will crush those that blaspheme against the one true religion, crushing the heretics. Remove those that wish to corrupt OUR CHILDREN... The scum that wish to take what is ours! what we have built! will now know what God's wrath truly is."

Thomas said, "Did he just go full Batman villain?"

"Noone in batman is that bad," Rosie said visibly stuck to her chair staring in shock at what she had seen.

Photography glittered the podium and press started clamouring for a question to be answered. shouting "Is cleansing the streets metaphorical."

"Who are the hooded ones?" "How did you convince Brazil too-."

He silenced them with a hand, turning to walk back off stage. A few gathered around him to talk off-camera as he walked away, the hooded ones from before slowly following.

Then the space in Adil's mind, the images before him seemed to dim; the static pain seemed to come back, a high pitched screech in his ear as his mind was swamped with information once again. The pain started to clear, his mind refreshing once again. The image he saw now was that of a dilapidated building. Gunshots echoed in the distance as, amongst others, Rosie, Rob and Thomas were huddled together, waiting but not sure what for. As Adil remembered, this was a time when every nation was at war, blue dawn and something else was winning. Everyone in this warehouse had moved out of shelters and into hiding, trying to move far away from the fighting, as the army of blue dawn appeared from seemingly nowhere. The military had no chance at action, unable to mobilise in time to fight enemies that appeared in every major location across the world.

A girl in the corner of the room started crying, dust-covered her face and she held a small Mudkip doll. Ah, Adil remembered. The girl crying was his neighbour's daughter, and this was a warehouse they found. Rob was talking to Rosie whilst Thomas held his head to the wall, listening for the sounds outside.

There was a rumbling and a few explosions, everyone went to alert as a large bearded man came through, his name was Dave, and he worked in the local subway.

"FUCKING SPACE WIZARDS!" He shouted before an explosion ruptured the space behind him, taking apart the wall. Everyone stared like a rabbit in headlights. A man with black eyes and black veins covering his skin stepped forward, a wizard's robe adorning him and a metal staff in one hand holding a dark purple crystal. Dave, having moved out of the way of exploding rubble, jumped at the wizard from behind. After the nudge the wizard's crystal pointed away from the crowds and let out a blast, tearing apart more of the warehouse. The wizard gave a sort of wheezing snarl before grabbing at the one tackling him, now holding the large man in the grip of his hand as bits of the warehouse began to collapse.

Everyone else in the warehouse quickly got to their senses and ran off, Rosie grabbing the small child as they exited the warehouse, hearing the pained screams of the man now in the wizards grasp before blood seemed to splatter the path behind them.

Again the fizz came back and a lesser amount of pain trickled in. The remainder of memories Adil once had were being released, coming back into his mind. It had been months in this state of war, a year even. It was as though all he had known was war and running. As though the dream was no longer the apocalyptic world he was in but the world that existed before. As the refreshing sleep like sensation came back, Adil sunk into the new cinematic memory before him. He was standing behind the bar, pouring himself a drink — the Winchester bar. Rob had taken a rifle from the side of the wall and was playing around with it. As Thomas stepped through the back of the bar, he put a foot over what appeared to be a dead body in a blue uniform, its eyes staring wide-eyed towards the sky.

"Should we take his uniform anyway?"

"It never worked before, it won't work now," Rob replied fiddling with the rifle.

Thomas poured two more drinks from select cocktail mixes. He handed one to Rob and offered one to Rosie, but she turned it down, instead just hanging back at the front of the tavern, clutching the remnants of a Mudkip doll.

"To Dave!" Thomas said. Robert held up a drink and clashed it with Thomas's without taking his eyes off the gun.

A small creature appeared next to the group before disappearing in a puff of smoke.

The silence seemed to change into a high pitched screech. Suddenly explosions shot off in the distance; there was the sound of a large battle suddenly arrived in the area.

"Get away from the front!" Thomas shouted. Rob had dropped the gun he was holding and was already running over to Rosie, pulling her away whilst she still absentmindedly looked at her stuffed toy. An explosion blew away the roof and front of the tavern knocking back Rob and Rosie.

They could see lights off in the sky from a few mages on a sort of floating platform shot out into the distance. They were shot with a green-blue flame and appeared to disintegrate without an explosion.

Three men in blue uniform carrying an assortment of rifles looked at Thomas though the now destroyed bar. He dove and rolled for the rifle, picking it up and then getting shot in his shoulder. Bracing the pain, Thomas managed to fire the rifle, hitting one of the blew dawn members in the face. He took another shot to his lower stomach and collapsed to the ground. The men shooting him soon disintegrated in a blue-green flame.

Thomas looked up and saw the moonlight through the gap in the roof; the drink he had poured seemed to have fallen over. Across the floor, a growing pool of blood came from Robert as Rosie seemed to have gotten up and was now resting his head on her lap as she cried. Adil's mind whirled as everything appeared to connect, a new notification popping up.

Notification

Memory syncronisation complete

He began to wake up,