Kid Skylight: Who am I?
He woke up teary eyed as if something sad had just happened to his family and his vision was blurred. His tan skin as brown as the sand so full of color yet bland he pulled back his black hair with his hands, which felt numb. He pulled his torso up with his arms but his legs wouldn't budge his vision cleared he looked around and saw black smudges all over the floor ASH'S he thought and he quickly linked that to fire and slowly he started remembering things not much but enough to let him escape the house and know where not to go. But his legs wouldn't budge he looked at his legs and on top of them he saw a burnt black piece of wood the size of his body laid upon his legs.
He saw the ax an unusual one with a black handle and a yellow blade he reached for it but his arm didn't extend long enough and didn't take a lot of memory to know he was screwed. He looked around some more hoping to find something that would ease his escape or help get the ax but nothing, nothing there nothing here he was about to give up and let death approach him slowly but something inside of him gave him hope a spark of hope, a light.
Suddenly he kicked up with his legs and the board broke in half flooding the room with ash's he stood up still wobbly from the board stiffening his legs he quickly fell over as fast as he got up. He tried one more time but still success seemed fruitless until out of nowhere a table appeared with it was a note. He quickly got up and put his hand on the table to help him hold his balance. He looked at the note and could immediately tell the note was quickly jotted down by looking at the scribbly writing but he still managed to read it "Dear Warrior of the God's I have been seeing you've had trouble with walking which is unacceptable for a warrior of the God's."
But then it stopped and a dot of black ink remained on the paper the rest of the message quickly faded and it was just an old piece of papyrus. Wait Papyrus… he thought that was used by Egyptians this is impossible he thought then he tried to speak and just like standing it proved fruitless.