How It All Started (2)

The scenery blurred again, but my focus on Alexander was still the same. “You planned… all this?” I asked in disbelief.

He nodded.

“You planned to summon the Grim Reaper, turn back time, and then kill the Dark Lord?”

He nodded again. His eyes showed reluctance.

“When the hell did you plan all that?" I asked.

“Uh… when I stared like a moron at Kira’s grave.”

I was baffled. Did he plan all that in a day? “How did you get the heaven’s light then?”

“I had it from the start, it’s something I acquire in my immortal life.”

“Th–then, what happened?” I found myself being nervous about asking that.

“Well, Kira lived,” he said, “But the world did not survive.” Just then, the blurred scenery focused again. We were not in the alley anymore, rather, we were on the street. I didn’t recognize where we were, but I know enough that we were still in the eighteenth century and a giant crack had just appeared on the street. It divid