"You shall become the hero of Everstone Island."
I was sat in a grassy field, and it was all I could see. Nothing beyond the horizon, no flowers or trees to speak of. There was only emptiness.
"The hero?" I called out. "Where the heck am I?"
My words were paid no heed. "You will become the size of a giant. You will acquire the darkest of thoughts. You will find yourself challenged by the trials of the Distortion. You shall climb to and reach the heavens."
I narrowed my eyes. "Er, hello?" Something was telling me to not buy what I was being told. "Can I at least get an explanation?"
Just then, the crisp, blue sky faded to a sinister maroon, and the cotton-like clouds rolled with sheer anger. An enormous silhouette of fire erupted before me, causing sweat to trickle all over my body.
"You will have enemies," that voice said again, "large and fierce. They will taunt you, fight you. Your life is their aim."
I'm gonna die? Well, if you want to bait someone into listening, that's how you do it. "What are you trying to say? Could you explain?"
"Time and evolution are in a frozen state," it said. "You are tasked to restore what has been stolen from you."
"Hold on-"
"You will become the hero of Everstone Island!"
With a sudden jolt, I found myself back in reality, back in the place I called home. My heart was still pounding. Making sense of that scene, how could I? Whether or not it was just a dream or an omen is beyond me. My head is still clouded with sleep, and it was something that I not only want, but need. I swaddled my tiny self in my sheet and covered my head with pillows and let my mind drift off, quickly forgetting this experience.