Before there was light darkness rooted the land it consumed every corner of the world from afar spark of light glowed soon it expanded creating what we call earthia.
This story was told to me a thousand times by Gael the man who took care of me.
"Damn… better head back he does get grumpy if I'm not home in time"
Still I wondered what was so special about going outside this kingdom people only talk about exploring the vast land or visiting one of the other 7 kingdoms.
Revian was the name of my kingdom the place I call home, since I was a baby until now. I only resided behind these tall blue walls as if there were made from crystal on the top were 4 guard post said to be guarded by strong.
But here I am walking down that very kingdom proudly knowing soon that little bit of happiness was going to decipate
Gael was caring but relentless when it came to me being irresponsible
"Should I practice my baby face"
"Wait…"
Suddenly I felt a uneasy sensation as if there was someone watching me, it can be today was the sword festival every single person in town had to be there enjoying it.
The sword festival happens once a year warriors from all over the world come to show there fighting prowess what's more surprising is the laoria plaza where the events held heard the founder of Revian created it by using he's own power truly amazing well he did create the outer walls but not from crystal but obsidian with some red glow to it.
I continued to walk towards town finally felt a bit safe now big houses stood in front of me empty not a single soul outside to be seen this feeling in my mind I thought what if one day were to be me sitting on the throne ruling Revian.
But then voices could be heard down the street faint my uneasiness was now higher than before what could be heard was a mumble voice and suttle smashing sound
"Orin, you had a choice you choose wrong"
Orin that name I heard it before I'm sure of it the man with knowledge he knew everything about every kingdom Gael used to be he's companion back then.
I approached trying to avoid alerting the strange individual holding my breathe to the best I could manage the path to the strange man voice was through two houses at that moment every single muscle was trembling with fear the air was full of bloodlust.
Will my curiosity be the end of me? That's what came to mind I shifted to the right hugging the big giant house the corner so close it was if the distance only got further and further but finally I peaked to visualize what's happening
My eyes widened at the image there stood a tall man wearing a black cloak he's back was facing towards me he had long gold hair but then my attention turned to what he was holding was it flames it seem like a blade but it was actually made from fire infront of him laid Orin with a big cut on he's torso he was dead.
After that what came to mind was
Run!