Stories of a Universal Traveler
Summary: An elderly woman who was born in the universe everybody knows as Castlevania in the year 1992 but does not remember her name tells of her life, how she came to be a traveler of many universes, and what she had seen in those universes. Note: many of these universes are from other manga, cartoons, and video games.
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Chapter One:
I do not know how long I have been traveling from one universe to the other, nor do I remember my own name. I have seen many interesting and odd things while traveling from universe to universe and I guess it is time to tell the story. This is a story of what has been observed throughout travels, hardships, horrors, funny moments, and so much more.
I was born in a world where people are constantly frightened of zombies, vampires, witches, and other things that one would say go bump in the night. My parents split up a month before I was born. The reason for this was that he found out she was a shaman. After the petty split up, he did not want anything to do with me, claiming I was the span of the devil. I am not sure what his occupation was nor did I know how to find him later. Mom on the other hand tried looking for a suitable father for me in all the wrong places, this eventually lead to her death at the hands of the last person she dated and my imprisonment.
I watched this sick man kill my mom, while I was the age of three. After that he locked me up to insure I did not tell of what I saw and so he did not have to find a place to hid my body if he had chose to kill me to keep me silent. Over the next eight years, he sent me to school to keep the public from thinking there was something wrong, beat me to keep me quite, molest me for fun, keep me in a cage to keep me from escaping, and feed me slop to keep me alive for his own sicking fun. During this time of torment, my only friends were the ghost that hunted the schools I went to, the black furred fox that claimed to be my sprite guide, and a hell demon who just showed put because he just found me plain fascinating. None of these sprite type beings could be seen by the person keeping captive for a reason I could not understand at the time. During school I would always do really will out of determination to escape hell. This determination to do well in school lead to me graduating from high school at the age of eleven. The teachers who had idea what was going on thought I was a child prodigy, my peers thought I has a nerd who should be bullied or ignored.
I never told my captor that I had graduated, so the day after the seniors last day of school I pretended I was going to school with just a back pack on my back and wearing my school uniform. My backpack had notebooks and pens in it. I walked the direction of the school as he was watching me to make sure I did not run away. When I became out of sight of him, I went to the town library to study and take note various things. The first things I looked up in the library were maps, trains of the areas of those maps, food that grow in those areas of those maps, edible herbs and the typical places they grew, and other things one would need to survive in the wild. Yes, I was plotting to make a run for it and I was not about to go out there blind.
The sprite guide appeared and said to me "I am glad you are not killing him, but is running away really the answer to your problems? He will either just hunt you down or put another girl through what you have been through." I did not answer the furry sprite as to not look crazy. I was willing to take the risk of him hunting me down and if he took in another girl, then the town would be asking questions. The town asking questions is the last thing he wanted plus when he did what he did to mom; everybody was too busy being frightened of Dracula up in the creepy looking castle that was to the east of this small town up until two years before this library scene, when I turned seven. Apparently some guy going by the name of Julius Belmont defeated this Dracula character for good but lost his memory in the process. This was a town that I did not take the time to memorize the name of because I was carefully plotting my escape.
As the information need appeared, while I was going through the large amount of books I had pulled off the shelves, I wrote it down. I read and wrote carefully as to not miss a single detail. The demon that is always with me was sitting beside me with an amused look on his face. Over the eight years of captivity, the demon and the sprite fox had become like family to me. Sometimes I would think they were my imagination, until they scratched me back to my senses, reminding me once again that they are in fact real and my mind is not playing tricks on me. I may think of them as family but they still refuse to tell me their names. It is some messed up logic but if that is all you have, it is all you have. After I finished with writing down research and coping maps, I put the books away. "If anybody but the person I live with ask, Please tell them I went to go to college. If the person that I live with asks, tell him I am at school." I told the librarian as I was leaving the library. With the newly acquired information, I left town and started east behind where the castle use to be, not knowing at the time that I would see many universes other then my own.
Chapter two will be soon, I hope.