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Post by ThePrimeMinister on Jan 5, 2014 23:12:00 GMT 8
January 5, 2013
I woke up with a nightmare that had something to do with my horrifying past. It was all a blur a few minutes after. The Lenarian Sun rised up from the east to greet me with a warm welcome for a new day. The rays bounce and shines on my green hair as if it's trying to wake me up even more. So far, it was doing good as I stumbled out of the couch. I finally stood up and brushed off the remaining dusts from my clothing. An unusual yellow-braided female looks to me as I stood.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 5, 2014 23:17:30 GMT 8
"Hey... Good morning MagicMan. I hope you had a good sleep." She says with a laugh. She walks to the kitchen and prepares some bread and eggs for the both of them. "I would've offered the spare bed I have. But I cant carry a grown man, so the sofa it was. Sorry about that." She places the plates of food on the table, and begins eating. |
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Post by ThePrimeMinister on Jan 5, 2014 23:21:11 GMT 8
"It's okay." I replied and added, "I guess the sofa is alright for now." I slowly walked to the table where I started to eat with her. "Also, we didn't really formally introduced ourselves after that incident. Shall we do it again?"
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Post by Dawg on Jan 5, 2014 23:36:59 GMT 8
She swallows her food and smiles. "Fair point. My name is Collete Ambrose, 2nd-in-command to the Lenarian Royal Guards." She offers her hand to the stranger whom she pointed an arrow at yesterday. "And to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?" |
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Post by ThePrimeMinister on Jan 5, 2014 23:42:23 GMT 8
"Virramon Reindl. A Wiken raised human trying to find a home. Far away from the place I was born in." I received her hand and made a handshake. From that moment, I saw her holding the letter I wrote a few days ago
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Post by Dawg on Jan 5, 2014 23:55:43 GMT 8
She laughs. "I think I prefer Magicman." She gives him a small wink. "Wiken raised human? What do you mean by that?" She asks, genuinely curious. She has never heard of such people; humans, raised by Wikens. If her hunch is correct, it would answer why the human before her felt, off. |
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Post by ThePrimeMinister on Jan 6, 2014 15:08:17 GMT 8
"Sometimes not all sides in war are evil. It all started three years ago..."
Three years ago...
It was a dark and gloomy day in the streets of Rubid District. I only walked to lament my thoughts about the death of my parents. It was not even surprising that time passes by so fast. Everyone else seem to not mind my gloomy mood, except for the men who blocked my path. They were the ranking guards of South Nirvana and took me into custody for something that did not even do.
But then I knew. I knew why they captured me...
"RaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHHH!!!"
"It's no use, sir! This man is impossible to be taken effect on the Dark Crystal."
It was two extremely painful years of experiments and imprisonment. At the brink of the second year, the Program Director officially made the program a failure for I did not have any effect from the endless experiments they have given to me. I was like a lab rat, ready to be eliminated. As they left, I felt an unusual feeling. That the experiments were taking effect on me. My skin turned into a light blue color, including my hair. My eyes, fully enhanced and fully darkened as if it was the color of obsidian. Strength increased in numbers, and finally I broke out from the chains of the electric-chair-esque vicinity. In the mirror, I saw myself, I became a monster for a moment. The image slowly fades away and I returned to my normal self. And in that moment, I knew that they ruined me, that they have made me turn into something different. I needed to escape. To rid myself from this place and find a new home...
He then stops for a moment...
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Post by Dawg on Jan 6, 2014 20:28:39 GMT 8
She listens quietly, and attentively to his story. From the beginning, up to the end. Once he stops, her face is unsure whether she should smile or show concern. She chose the former, rather than the latter. "If you ever need a home. You are always welcome here." She offers her hand to him. "You'll always be welcome here." |
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Post by ThePrimeMinister on Jan 6, 2014 23:10:50 GMT 8
"Thank you... Thank you so much..." I said. "But it will take a few years for them to forget me. I just hope that Nirvanans have enough common sense enough to understand who people are."
He takes a moment to breathe deeply and continues his story.
I left Nirvana via a boat ride to somewhere, where that "somewhere" was Wikenpedia. I changed my identity which included my appearance and personal information. Yes, even my name. As I embarked on this new world, the Wikens there did not like me, especially the ones in Verde. I think that one guy with the white hair who was here a few days ago, he kind of insulted me the most. With all these immature statements flowing in my mind, I ran off to the Druren. I was nearly hopeless. And with this dark power that was about to consume me, I felt like I was going to die...
Then, somewhere in the foggy mist, there was a light. A group of normal Wikens found me lying unconscious. They decided to bring me to their so-called "base". By the time I woke up, they all looked at me. They analyzed me and asked me questions that I wouldn't ask to ordinary people.
The leader, who was a bit shorter in height and was dark-skinned, asked me a question that changed my life:
"Do you want to learn the ways of Light, young Wiken?"
Wiken? They must have been mistaken! They see me as a Dark Wiken only because I have dark powers. Nevertheless I had to accept their gift. A year later, and I felt the real me. I felt so happy and bright again. It felt like I've never had this feeling in a long time. I thanked them, oh, so much, but they have no space to bring me home. So I drifted off, off to far places. Places known and unknown, and ended up here...
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