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I had that same dream again, the one where im out of my body watching, just watching.
The winds brushing against my cheek, im looking, searching, finding. I squint my eyes towards the sunrise and take a deap breath, i know something terrible is about to happen, but what?
I hear a screach and turn around hurridly avoiding contact with my ever present surroundings, i see my body lay there helplessly, its just lay there, silent and earnest. I feel the pain even though im disconnected from the flesh, a piercing scream fit to condemn an honest man to a life of misery tears the silence apart. My expressions blank, but only for a moment, then im back, back in the thick of it, in the centre of the chaotic melody.
There's a mele of appirations and lost souls scattering the perimeter of my body, each one more vigorous than the last. I know im stranded but all I can do is watch my lifeless body break into a cold sweat from the attention it is recieving.
Then, suddenly, a towering figure swooped out of the night sky, the wind howling and hissing as it fought against the earths natural powers to retrieve its prize, to retrieve its pick of destiny. The one who is capable of withstanding the forces of evil, the one who has the very power hidden deep inside his still developing mind.
As i watched my body being swept away I felt my presence drifting away, cautiously towards my unsuspecting body. I wondered if it new the path it had chosen, the life it was about to live, the dreams it was about to shatter.

My mind toyed with the possibilty of it not actually being a dream, I treated it more as a prophecy than a dream. Not the bad sort of prophecy but the almighty, overwhelming prophecy of destiny. It was my Destiny to save mankind, my destiny to summon all evil back into the brimstone of the underworld, my destiny to find out who I truly am!.