just a scene that was in my head

As I stand in the middle of what remains of my once beloved village, physically mentally and emotionally exhausted. I look around at the bloody massacre that was my family and friends. I walk around looking for survivors, there are none. As I walk by this mirror that is laying in the middle of the road, I stop and see what a bloody mess I am, I'm lucky to be walking. As I continue to walk through the houses looking for water I smell burning flesh and hear a gurgling laughter. I turn around and draw my sword. Standing there is a demon about six and a half feet tall, dark blue skin that has cracks all over his body, small white flames are roaring out of the cracks in his skin, blood is dripping off from the tips of his claws, his eyes are solid white and his teeth look like they can bite through a rhinos hide with ease. As I stand there looking at this demon I know I am going to die, I can barely hold my sword above my waist. I'm losing more and more blood every time i move, I'm done. As the demon stands there staring at me I feel my soul clinch to my bones, I can't move. The demon slowly makes his way towards me. He is inches from my face, he looks at my sword touches it and it melts in my hands. He looks back up at me smiles and says " where is your all mighty god now.......