Years gone yore, and my eyes have endured the treacherous sight of haunting dreams engulfing my memories. Dreams that I have every night once the moon glimmers upon my home. Dreams that cause my bones to shatter and reform under the moonlight.

Dusk crept upon the surface of the world as darkness overwhelmed light quickly. Within seconds, the sky did mix its light with the coming darkness———night and ended up with a dark blue tint.

I pleaded, cursed and sought means to suppress these dreams that haunt me and after all that I have tried to do, it all comes back with a pain and another dream which reveals something extra to me. Things which I may not remember vividly after I woke from my sleep. Despite how hard I try to keep the memory, even if I try to script a series of words in papers to remember, the ink I made suddenly fades to the colour of the sheet I wrote upon.

I couldn't do it anymore. I had to know why I have been going through all these torments.

I separated my astral form from my flesh as I watched my body which laid lifeless on the bed. I awaited the moon to rise.

My mission this very night was to see what occurs during the night hours when I am asleep and when the midnight star is up above me.

As my eyes were casted out of the window, I did see as night did set upon the clouds and the sleek glimmering moonlight, across the surface of the concrete grounds. As I floated above my own body, I saw as the moon casted its glittering light against tall objects forcing long and perfected shadows of the objects to replicate on the floors.

It was that time of the night once again. The time which I would turn to be the beast that I have been hinted to be.

It was the very moment which I would be sent into a dream just to wake up with shards of memories. The thing was, this series of dreams started quite a hundred years ago and my life before the hundred years, has been concealed. I cannot remember myself, what I was, WHO I was.

I couldn't let this happen again, I was prepared. As I had split my entity in two, my spirit, and body which embodied my soul, p'rhaps my body will suffer the effects of this cursed destiny that I have. My goal this very night was to see what happens to me every midnight when the moon was up. I wanted to understand what I was as well as try to remember my own past.

I could feel my brows knit as anger raged through my veins.

For hundred years, stuck in a limbo and reliving everyday over and over again. It surely must end this very day.

I descended from the height of my room in my astral form and slowly took steps to the almost definite carcass before me. Twas my own body. I walked towards it and stood by the lifeless matter beside me. I, as my astral self, was endowed with zero knit apparel. I was indeed naked.

There where I stood, I stretched the index and middle finger of my right hand towards the forehead of my body. The moonlight fashioned its plain transparent rays at the glassy window. Like a flashlight shown into a rushing river, the luminescence of the moon passed across the window and its light, like root plants creeped upon the wooden surface which I stood upon.

"This must end this very day."

I muttered to myself before the moonlight rushed over my flesh. The grandeur of heaven's light grew more by the contact of the light with my skin. The compliments of its harsh lights were extended and were not even by any chance blemished by the bright night clouds.

For the first time in a hundred years that I can remember I have lived for, I saw what I had never seen before. What beast that I must be.

My eyes widened in awe and I withdrew from my flesh. These were the unexplained events that I go through every night.

"What were these?"

In fright and paramount expression of awe, I asked myself. My throat felt croaky, almost light. I had a sore throat.

Staring at myself, I saw as black veins stretched from below by eyes and above. The veins were drawn towards the left and right sides of my face. Suddenly, my eyes were flashed open, I couldn't understand how that was possible. Without the spirit of a being in its body, this was unable to happen, unless….

"Unless…"

I said to myself. Before I could end my words, my mouth went shut. I felt like all the words I wanted to say were flushed out of my memory. Suddenly, I, my astral self, became still and so did my own body act.

Suddenly, I felt like my spirit was being compelled by something I couldn't see. It was a strange attraction between my spirit and my body. Something drew me closer to my flesh. No matter how hard I tried I was unable to break free from the unseen chains which drew me to my body.

My brows knitted, in respect to the face motion, my forehead did crease, and did so heavily from a forceful frown.

"What have I done?"

I questioned myself in my mind.

"Could this be the end of me?"

"Would I be stuck here forever?"

"Would I remain in this form forever?"

The frown on my face became more aggressive. I forced my eyes to widen to make sure I do not slumber.

My body acted like I was out of control. I saw as my hand did stretch for the position I placed it earlier on my flesh. For my forehead.

The sharp and bright rays suddenly cut through the side of my eyes and when I turned over, I saw as I was in the territory of the moonlight.

As I looked over to the clouds and saw the moon, all I uttered in a low and sad tone of arrant failure was

"No!"

Suddenly I felt my skin on the surface of my astral form. I could feel but to what advantage if I eventually lost everything.

'Karpawww——ww—w.'

A sharp and ear piercing sound exploded from within the two forms of myself.

White light pierced through my eyes and when I separated my lower eyelid from the upper after a quick blink, I saw it all. I saw the fragments that could make sense to my entire existence.

I saw everything that had prevented me from understanding my visions.

Along with it was a final horrific clip, I saw myself before a dead end with a tremendous fog which kissed the floor of the street.

I looked down at the red paint which pinched my eye sight and was instantly overwhelmed by unending fear.

Upon the street I saw myself in, I saw the writing ;

"Alpha Of The Old Generation——

——Find Your Destiny."

As I was instant drawn back to the original reality, I was met with an unexpected clash of black. A darkness which casted the lights away. From all which I had experienced, the lights faded before I knew it.

Tick—Tock, Midnight Rings——

Tick—Tock, It All Begins.