Disclaimer: I do not own .hack.
Prologue: VISION
Always To Late...
His hair is gray and blows with the gentle wind. His skin is pale, and bruised. His clothes are black and stained with blood. His face is frozen in terror. His blood is all over the floor and his body. His heart has ceased beating. His eyes are frozen in terror, but lifeless. Yet his soul hasn't left the room, is still sleeping. A boy only sixteen years old is laying dead on the floor, and I know it, he does too, and also so does a fourteen year old he's never met. Nearby, a young girl is crying.
Yet this whole event hasn't happened yet. How do I know then. I know because I am The World. I am Morganna.
And this journey has only just begun.
A/N: I know it's short, but I get the first chapter up ASAP. The more reviews the faster I'll update.
