A void surrounded him, emptiness, nothingness, then something.  A bright flash, the laughter of children, a lover's whisper.  The elements sang, sang hymns of nature and solace, of war and chaos.  Water and fire danced with one another, swirling in the emptiness, blissful.  The elements were speaking to him, but he could not understand them, their words were blurred by the inferno suddenly engulfing him and then-

"Master Parker," the unnaturally deep voice suddenly forcing him back to reality, broke the trance he was in, but the void remained, blackness enveloped his world once more. "Master Parker, it is time to wake and begin preparations for the day ahead."  Kyle had already been awake for quite some time already, he had actually taken upon the opportunity to meditate and reflect upon the universe a skill he was taught early on by his father. Though Kyle knew how to project himself, his father knew that and more, even telling tales of delving into the far reaches of the astral plane, where only the pantheons would know what damnable beasts lurked in that darkness.  That, however...was a story for another time.

"Can I not be allowed five minutes more of silence to explore my mind further?" Kyle asked calmly.

"Your father has expressed...great interest in your activity today, he would be most displeased to learn that you did not attend for...unjustifiable reasons."

One of his father's creations, a soul bound to an autonomous being, a rather large thing, but with the patience and class of a professional 'care taker'.  Supposedly it was made to look completely real, though the one time Kyle had looked upon his caretaker he was overcome with an insatiable rage and woke up hours later in his bed.  Truthfully, he couldn't really make an opinion of it even if he wanted to.  That being said, the automaton was completely right, though the activity mentioned was really just day one of a four year trip through high school; he wasn't looking forward to it. 

"I suppose you are right," he sighed, unfolding his legs and lifting himself up from the cushion he had chosen for his session.  He moved forward, each step carefully memorized, he easily navigated his way over to what he knew was his mirror.  He stared into what he knew was his reflection and it stared back, both completely unknowing as to what the other looked like.  His eyes were closed, forced shut really, though it felt completely natural to Kyle at this point it was a side effect of the seal placed upon him.  The seal was there to keep the curse at bay... "how many years has it been?" The thought echoed ".... Since birth, that's right," he'd nearly forgotten.

The curse was something he was born with, it made it so that anything he looked upon would send him into a blinding rage, his powers improved drastically, but the destruction was...absolute.  The seal was there to prevent him from destroying anything and everything, and so he stared into nothingness, emptiness, the void.  He breathed in deeply, he had always dreamed that he would be able to open his eyes and see something without the rage overcoming him.  Slowly as the years passed by, he realized that such a dream may never come true, it was something he had accepted, though hope flickered from time to time. Ah well... c'est la vie.

He turned his head towards the automaton, "Prepare some breakfast and set out some clean clothes, I'm going to take a shower."

"As you wish, Master Parker," the large creature stepped back into the hall closing the door behind him.  Kyle turned his head back towards the mirror, he stared into the void, and it stared back.