Black. That's how it started. A disorienting darkness and no way to count the time that passed. It felt like seconds-- no, not even. It was like he closed his eyes and opened them again to something new, and completely different. At the same time, however, it felt like /years/.

He started to dream, but this dream wasn't a dream, though. Or at least it didn't feel like one. It felt like he was in someone else's body, watching events of their life through their eyes while also seeing it from a third party view. He didn't... Recognize anything.

He saw a girl with gorgeous blonde hair. He saw a smile like no other. He saw eyes so beautiful it left him breathless.

Then... then he saw red. Red that blurred his vision and forced it's way down his throat until he could hardly breathe. He could feel warmth on his face, but when he looked down at his hands there was blood on them. Red... Red everywhere.

All except for a small bit of gold. It was different, and it made him feel safe so he moved towards it. Towards the golden strands peaking through a sea of crimson. When he saw the body... All he could do was scream.

It was enough to jar him back to reality, but maybe that wasn't for the best because when he woke up he panicked. He was restrained and it felt like the material of his own armor was closing in on him. He gasped and let out a startled yelp, hands clawing at and prying off his helmet before trying to free himself of his confines.