Prologue
I remember something, long when I was still a little girl, I just one day woke up in a big lab room. Clean white walls and floors, with a desk in the center with a man in a lab coat. The man in the lab coat saw that I was awake; he walked over to my bed from his left, leaned down, his eyes displaying great concern. He gently pulled me into a hug.
"Stay quiet, stay hidden. Or else we'll all be in danger." He whispered.
Though I did not know this man I knew that he spoke something of the truth. He abruptly pushed me in arm's length, his hands still clamped on my shoulders. I stare wide, not understanding this. The man warily looked around as if afraid someone may find him or break the smooth walls at any second. Hunching down closer he said,
"Now listen, you must never let Paradise open. At all costs keep that place locked up forever."
He said, clenching a fist to show emphasis. I tilt my head in confusion. Paradise sounds like a wonderful place, yet this man wants me to keep it shut away? I straighten my head, parting my lips for one word.
"Why?"
Instantly the man looked as if he has aged 10 years older, a weary face taken over by one of concern. He lets go of me, walking back to the desk. Slowly he sat in the wheel chair before looking back to me.
"Paradise is a word of false hope. I have not been able to undo the horrible dark energy that my cousin has created. Tough I managed to seal this chaotic power away. But yet my cousin ran away, spreading the rumor of the locked away energy: Paradise. He wishes someone on unleash its power to kill every living thing for good."
My eyes widen in fear. Was it me who was to ward off searchers for Paradise?
"Why did your cousin get dark energy?" I asked.
He sighed, "He wishes to have power. That led to him going mad and creating his own 'Paradise'. It almost devoured his soul, luckily yet arrived in time to save him. The true paradise will only eat up every soul it can get, preventing those eaten from ever reaching a resting place." He said sadly.
And that was the last time I remember seeing him. The next day when I woke up I was at home. But everyone was gone. There were no signs of murder or how they disappeared. They were all gone; I alone am the only one who was left.
I did not know where Paradise was, though I had a feeling that it was drawing me near it. So I left my village and began the journey to find it. After 7 months of traveling I found the gate that led to Paradise in a forest. It was located in ruins of brick houses far away from any other humans. Which was completely fine by me.