RP Residue

The Vast lush lands of Emorria (mR-ia) have now turned to barren wasteland as a surge of demons blow in from CoRruption. I wake up to find a Demon lurking less than 5 meters away from me. Luckily my pumpkin helmet prevents his otherworldly powers from sensing me. I stand up, Draw my bow and fire a single shot into the air. The Demon senses the rift in space and lunges towards me. At that exact moment I teleport behind him as the arrow lands in his back and he tumbles towards the floor, then dissolves into a purple smoke as my arrow rips him through space and time to unknown origins. I get out from under the large pine tree I was camping under, look around at the villages once ruled by me, and remember all the good times I had, up until the Demons invaded, creating Golems and burning my villages. I part with my past, get up, aim at the sun and fire a single arrow. As the arrow comes into contact with a concrete floor hundreds of miles away. I dissapear, and find myself in the middle of New York, surrounded by a pack of Demons