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There was a flash of light, and Scythe found himself in the middle of a rocky desert. "Ghost, where the hell are we?" No response. He looked around, finally finding a faded and battered sign. The letters PH EN X were still visible. "Phoenix. Oh god no." Scythe muttered as he looked for a way out of what he was sure was a halucination.

"Ain't no use runnin', boy." a gravely voice came from behind him.

Scythe turned to face the newcomer, only to be shocked at the sight of a group of scavengers arrayed before him. Their weapons and armor were mostly junk, but there were a lot of them. "Wait a minute... Didn't I kill all of you about three years back? Oh, yeah. Now I remember. I made you" Scythe pointed to the leader, "watch as I slaughtered your children in single combat. Then I killed you."

The leader simply drew his knife and charged.