Fantasy Mainframe

A red sky swirled in his vision, Kerlin spun out of control, falling, and falling. A perpetual everlasting fall.
As if.
Kerlin flipped himself around through sheer force of will. Things were going to be different this time. He hit the ground.
It was time to end things.
He gathered himself, his soul, his life, everything.
And broke.
A maniacal grin captured his face, insanity bloomed in his eyes, Kerlin rushed the air, a shockwave propelling his feet allowing him to crash into his dear old friend.
“Checkmate, Rane!” He shouted, laughter billowing from his throat as he grabbed his friend's.
Rane struggled for breath, trying to save his friend, but Kerlin's fingers tightened.