The air burned red around him, as if it was melting the very stones beneath his feet. Fists of shadow smash into him with enough impact to echo across the battlefield. Every move he made was faster, faster than he ever dreamed he could go and yet the dark looming figure ahead of him did not even move, his very presence so strong it could ward away his punches.
Around him, the world was chaos. Debris floated like embers in the heat, and his memories flickered around him, revealing painful memories he had tried so long to suppress. He barely recognised himself anymore, caught between the raging demon and the boy who had started this path two years ago.
Now facing imminent defeat he looks back at the day it all started, The day of Oni-Awakening.