Tick, Tock

It was an average spring break in 2011, there was no school anyways because of the break and plus it was garbage. I was browsing the /x/ board on 4chan, I thought nothing of the threads since they were the average thing of /x/, because they were all paranormal stuff or whatever you can call them. Yet one thread caught my eye, not in a lazy way but in a more faster way that you can expect."Can anyone investigate this guy? I'll link so you can investigate as well, thanks. https://www.roblox.com/333588671/profile"Clicking on the profile, I had several questions of this user — off the bat the username is Ördög, a shape-shifting, demonic creature from Hungarian mythology and early Hungarian paganism, and this username would be the first username with letters not English, and he only has one game that being of named "Temple of Ördög". Once I joined the game, I was in a temple that resembled like a church but not completely — whilst it had a dome and chairs for prayer, it had a object that resembled a iconostasis yet it wasn't, it was referred as a different object and I have no top knowledge in any form of Hungarian so I brushed it off as a word from Pig Latin, and yet the object that resembled a iconostasis had these images of these Hungarian demons including Ördög, other demons, I didn't know their names whatsoever. The only thing I noticed were that only 2 colors were applied to all the temple, that of black and red. And yes, there were people, they only prayed, no talking just praying, and yet some where just, not acting right — as I could see that they were under the influence of Ördög. Then I tried to talk to Ördög, and the conversation went smoothly as I expected, yet something wasn't completely right. And yes, I think he did have a black avatar. [RittzBitzz]: Hello, Ördög

[Ördög]: Y'know, every time I see one of you players, I think of at least, something to say the least. Could you be one of my people?

[RittzBitzz]: Not really

[Ördög]: So, I already know why you've come, a thread from /x/?

[RittzBitzz]: Yeah?

[Ördög]: Heard of Wicca?

[RittzBitzz]: Yeah?

[Ördög]: I'd rather rip the skin of each Wicca follower and make them scream like a bison, those fucking fags deserved it!

[RittzBitzz]: How can you say that?

[Ördög]: Well, the influence of filtering doesn't matter to me! So I can say that even without it being filtered

[RittzBitzz]: Isn't that a bit harsh?

[Ördög]: Nobody cares, now shut the fuck up Then I was kicked out of the game, then I was blocked by him. After this incident, I returned to the thread that lead me to that person and replied, with a screenshot of the conversation. I got a bunch of replies surprised by the conversation and which spawned an investigation on the entire account by the /x/ board. Then I shut down my computer, and went to sleep.

The next morning was normal, to say the least. My mother woke me up with a delicious smell, that of a pancake. I rushed to the dinner room where there were a plate of pancakes sitting ready for me — and once when I chow down the pancake, something strikes particularly off and I fall unconscious to the ground.

Once I entered the unconscious state, I see a black figure — almost like Ördög, with the sky rumbling with wind that is very loud. There is an invisible box around us and yet we can feel it, and it is much more larger than you can expect, and it is glass — which apparently protects us from the wind.

"You know why this glass box is around us, and yes I already know that this is glass... And yet I created it" said Ördög

"W-what?" I said

"I. CREATED. IT..." Ördög said

"Seriously?" I said

"Yes. You're such a simpleton... Like really a simpleton..." said Ördög

"Also, you know why you're in here... Because I put you here! And yet a question arises from you, how? I connected my consciousness to your consciousness and we're now here..." said Ördög

"And do you also know why my name is Ördög? Its because I connected my spirit with his, and he was a lazy faggot at not doing his job so you probably expected what he did..." said Ördög

"This was a lot to unpack sir..." I said

Ördög then formed a clock that seemed like it was manufactured from the 1800s.

"You know what time it is?" Ördög said

"It's nothing for you and for me it is the same in the world, even if there is a mess of time zones in this world." Ördög said

"Tick, tock." Ördög said

The state of this world I was in was rapidly falling apart, just like when you're drunk driving. Yet I could feel a rage in my spirit, just because he was causing my world to fall apart and it felt like a punch in the heart. I started running fast as possible so I can attack him at the right time, and at the moment where his position was, I'd uppercut him in the chin and then kicked him in the groin and would then punch him in the nose which would cause a rush of blood.

"Fuck. You." Ördög said.

I would then punch him in the cranium, causing another rush of blood which would cause blood loss and then exsanguination. After his death, I would see his body with blood overflowing. I thought to myself that he really caused me to be in the most violent way. Then a bright door would open, in which I opened it and resulted in me getting back into reality, which apparently this was all a dream, or maybe not.

After this whole entire dream, his profile would completely vanish as an apparent ban, yet I would think otherwise however. I am still grateful that I was alive even during the moments that it felt like it was the end for me.