<'One in all and all in one? What are you saying?'
The old woman, crinkled and bony, with a smile on her face, said to him, 'There are few of thee, child, but only one of thee will be above everything. At the end of the ages, all power will be at thy feet. No one, not even the angels, will stand before thee. The core of the worlds will be meaningless at thy command. Thou shalt be one being in all of creation, and all of creation in one being.'
The old woman tapped her crooked stick at his chest, and he felt himself being pushed away by an incredible force. The world suddenly became dark as he floated in a never-ending void. The void was about to consume him, and afraid, he shouted in a loud voice.>
"Nngh!!!"
The winter blue-haired teen woke up with a startle. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dampening his hair and face. His eyes were droopy with hints of sleep buried within them.
'What was that? What did I just dream?'
