Emptiness is all I see. Where is the world gone to? Or wasn't the world here to begin with? The emptiness is cold, why am I alone? Was there no one here but me, or am even I just the product of a fantasy? Was I? Am I? Will I be? I think, so I must be. But what about the others in my life? Are they? My love! Surely you were! Weren't you? What was this world? An image of my own mind, a product of my imagination? No, I'm being egocentric right now. The idea of being alone is so selfish. Maybe it was the imagination of someone else. There must be others. If not, this world has a reason to feel so cold.

I see, no, I feel somebody else. It's coming closer. Then I see a young woman standing before me. Her skin is pale and her hair white. She wears a torn white cloak, it's hood over her eyes. I look at the strange cloak, unmoving, yet flowing as if blown by wind, and while it's holes are quite large, yet I can see nothing of the body underneath, just more void. Slowly the female figure move towards me. As she moves the cloak comes alive and starts to wave slightly. She stops a few feet before me. She lifts her head as if to speak. Underneath the hood I can now clearly see her eyes, large almond-shaped eyes, completely white. Her eyes seem friendly, yet there is no sign of happiness inside them, only sorrow.

Her pale lips move apart as she begins to speak. "A-Are you real? Yes. No longer alone..." Her voice is faint, as if she had just cried for hours on end. As I hear her voice sadness draws over me as well. I manage to control myself and ask her who she is. "I am the last... the last of the angels... Oh my sisters, why did you have to die?" An angel! A true angel! I don't know what to feel, surprise and joy that there were in fact angels, or anguish and sorrow that she is they are all gone but one.

"My sisters, oh my sisters, where are you now? I feel so alone now that you left me. I told them, I told them we should sent more, but no, they didn't listen, and now look what became of them." The emotions become to much and she falls on her knees. "Foolishness I said, foolishness! Twenty is too few, too few! It is important we sent more! They simply ignored me... 'Twenty will suffice,' they said, 'they are our best,' they said, 'and we face only a single foe,' they said. FOOLS! This one is unlike any demon we faced before, he is too strong! Too much rests on our success. We will all be doomed if the demon succeeds and triggers the apocalypse!"

"A few days later our sisters still hadn't returned. But we weren't worried about that. No, the results of their failure had reached us by then. It started with a few abnormalities in the sky, distorted visions like above a hot flame, objects that started twisting on their own, colors that blended and changed. And then you'd blink and it was gone. But after a while these abnormalities become more frequent and more consistent, blinking didn't help anymore. Fires became cold, water streamed upwards, clouds moved when there was no wind and trees grew before your eyes. It was chaos, true chaos! Life could not truly exist under these circumstances, and slowly but surely the earth died. Even time was in chaos. I saw people rushing past me, balls falling to the ground with the speed of a snail, and leaves rotting before they even hit the ground. Even in a single body time fluctuated. Some moved their arm and saw their fingers lagging behind! Too many deaths around me, I couldn't cope. In the end I just decided to close my eyes and wait for my own end... And when I opened them again everything was gone. No clouds, no sky, no ground, no sisters, no light even... I was alone... until you came."

I need some time to get my thoughts figured out. The world has ended? Then why am I here? Why is this angel here? What were those horrible events she described? The apocalypse? But why? Did that demon trigger it? How could one demon cause such a thing to happen? Strange, this world, or rather the lack of one... I ask the angel if she knows anything about this strange place we are in. "This? This is nowhere my dear. The world has ended and this is result: nothing. How it is that you and I are still here I do not know. There is however another being here." Another? Who is this other? And why did the angel say she was alone? The angel points behind me. "The other is over there." I turn around and see a faint black figure in the distance. "It's a demon, but I strongly advice you not to speak to him. Apart from the fact that his mind is filled with utter evil, he has gone completely mad. Even worse than demons are usually I mean. All he does all day is laugh, just laugh at nothing in particular because, well, there isn't much here to laugh at."

A mad demon, I should talk to him, maybe he can tell me more about this world, or this nothing as the angel called it. And maybe he's mad, but his ramblings could tell me something more about the apocalypse. I try to go to him, but the angel grasps my arm as I float away. "Please don't go to him, he's got nothing useful to say. Just stay with me, please. I've been alone for too long. Please stay with me dear. Please!" Alright, I decide to stay for a while. The angel has been through enough already. I turn around to the angel and look at her, nodding. The angel starts to smile for the first time since I met her. "Thank you, thank you so much." She embraces me, crying. I put my arms around her. I can feel her legs against mine, even though I could not see them through her torn cloak. I put my arms around her. Suddenly a white light comes from her back. I'm startled at first, but then I see the light taking shape and know what I missed in her appearance, wings. Her bright swan-like wings fold around me and I fall asleep in her warm embrace.