Israel backed up, breathing heavily as he held a knife in his hands, blood streaming from his arm and pouring from a wound in his eye. He looked through the blood and sweat to the monster in front of him, suffering plenty of injuries of his own. The forest around them was burning as they fought, the heat only causing the injuries they both were suffering from to burn and hurt even more.
Once more the two ran to each other, knives locking and fists flying. A short back and forth exchange ended with Israel receiving a stab to the stomach and a kick as the knife was ripped from him. Israel stepped back, holding the wound and coughing violently, lurching forward as he threw up a mixture of stomach acid and blood. He backed away , falling onto his back and trying to keep his distance from his evil self as he slowly limped forward.
āHehehehehehehehehehehe~ This is where it finally fucking ends isnāt? Iāve been waiting a long ass time for this moment right here. Iām gonna make you scream. Iām gonna enjoy every second of it, right down to the point where you die, and all of this is put to an end.ā The monster said, walking slowly towards him twirling the knife and tossing it into the air, catching it and repeating the action.
As Israel backed away, tears filled his eyes. Was this really where it all ended? With no strength left he stopped, watching as his own face appeared before him. Mutated Israel sat upon his chest, putting the knife to his cheek and slowly cutting along his face. Israel squirmed under him but couldnāt do anything to get him away. Blood seeped from the newly formed wound, making itās way down his cheek and to his collar, staining his shirt and his hoodie with a crimson color.
āTime to die...ā His evil self whispered before laughing, raising his knife into the air, fully ready to plunge the blade down.