Birth Day

Relaxation with a cat.
Turned into a coma with a lion.
Consciousness mysteriously dissipated. 
Black encompassed.

As he reawoke, Lucas noticed the hallmarks of a horrid even draped around him.
A green mile of a wardrobe. 
He didn’t understand, he could barely comprehend.
Suddenly, an ambush by the last person he suspected.
Himself.
Himselves, rather.

  We are the solution

  You                         are                                              the                Problem

The prevailing timelines.
Standing before him.
How could he both remember these lives.
Yet never experienced them first hand.
His eyes were opened again.
It was like stepping through the portal for the first time all over again.

  Why haven't you gotten TREVOR

Every time he thought all his selves had shown,
Another appeared.
No Faustian powers here, back to the fodder he was.

Your sister would be ashamed

Your power ain't worth sh*t

Immediately overwhelmed.
Reminded he was nothing.
Not without what was given.
And here, in the realm of the Shadow King...
Mephisto held no strength.
And thus.
Neither did the mutant. 
It all felt so real...

I awoke, a year older
A year lesser?
Time would tell.
Time...
What a dry cunt.