God of lighting
The wind swayed with an ominous presence with an aura of power and superiority drifting around,
What could this be you may ask yourself well this was the beginning the beginning of the reign of the lighting god.
Suddenly a young boy wakes up in a forest like scene he had short black hair, ripped black shorts and a blood red shirt he could be no older than 10 years old yet he seemed to be all alone.
Where am I, the boy asked in a scared as well as confused tone of voice
Of course nothing replied because there was simply nothing there, just the rustling of leaves and slight chill of the early morning.
I need to get out of here, the boy cried in freight
The boy ran and ran through the wilderness but it seemed almost limitless it could have possibly been hours since he took his first step yet he did not feel tired at all.
Finally, to his relief he saw something besides trees but he did not know what he saw a wall possibly, he did not know how he knew what all wall was or anything for that matter but he knew then and there he had to see what it was.
He was right it was a wall it was the only possible explanation for its gigantic size,
" it was certainly created by humans", He thought
There he went again how could he possibly know what a human was and how did he draw a conclusion that they created such monuments such as this.
"curious", he thought
Just then he turned to his right and again began to run hoping to find an entrance to whatever was on the other side (the wall is round)
"If there is anything", he thought in apprehension
After only a half a minute or so he found an opening, he made it he turned towards the entrance, and what saw did not as quite shock him as confuse him there seemed to be some type of town with a giant mountain in the background and four giant faces on the mountain but with paint all over them, as well as a laughing child running around the town at high speeds jumping all over buildings.
The young boy did not know why but he had a smile on his face,