The Good Sir was confused, he thought that when he plunged into the Dark Sea, he would have been ripped apart and be in a LOT of Pain. But there he was, floating in the Darkness. what confused him even more, was that he could still Breath, and still see himself.

He didn't know how long his been there, Time seemed to be broken some how in that Darkness. But then he started hearing something, He heard voices whispering all around him, some he understood, while others he couldn't, and some was just growls. They started off low, but then they picked up in volume, Talking louder and louder until they where Yelling and Screaming!. They all asked him WHY he did it!, WHY he threw it all AWAY!, HOW could he do this too them!?.

The Ǵ̡҉͜o̵̵̵̡o̕҉̕͢d̡ Sir didn't know what they where talking about. But then he started seeing Broken visions and images of what looked to be pasts, pressens, and futures. Visions of other worlds and Reality's, of Peace and War, Good and Evil, Light and dark, fighting an eternal battle over the fate of everything. All of it Flying by him and repeatedly, he couldn't keep up with them all, and all the voices kept on Yelling and Screaming at him. He thought he was going to go MAD.

But then, A Voice, a singular voice spoke over them all. The voices stopped, the visions stopped, and the Voice told him the question to why he felt soo Empty even after doing soo much good for the world. And when he heard it's answer.

Something inside him fell over and DIED!.