Deep in the waving hills, a fawn and its mother step to drink from the small water flow. They look to the Green lush Trees around them and then to the white top of the mountain, the rough edges slowly smoothen down as they looks down. They go to take another drink only to pause, they both perk up, their ears standing tall. Then a mighty roar broke their peace, causing them to flee.
Soon, thousands of men rush from the once peaceful forest. They clash, they cry, and they murder each other. Soon the rumble of horses come-the massacre is only fueled. Hours upon hours of war and chaos, soon those hours turned into days, then weeks, and then years. By the end, One man stands…. He stands at the start of it all, the small pond. He looks at the chaos around him, nothing but death surround him. Ripped, mangled, and broken bodies are all around him, he weeps; not only for his life, but for the life of all those who died. He glares… glares at himself as he stands over the water, he takes his blade and rams it through his chest!
"Mit meinem Tod werde ich dieses Chaos beenden!" those were the man's last words as he choked on his blood, his body fell into the small pond. Slowly over time, the rot, and the blood was washed away. A great storm washed the blood towards a cave, the blood filled water pooled into this cave. So much blood rushed into the cave, that the walls are stained red.
Years go by, the blood remains. Then war, after war, after war, the pool grows. Until… one day, the pool shutters. But how could it? Barely any wind could touch this cave, so how? Then a hand burst from the pool! Slowly, a body forms from the blood. After some time the pool forms into a man, his hair a pure white and his eyes blaze crimson. His face showed that of a young man, maybe 17 or 18 in age. He rises up from the empty pool, and mutters random words, and walks off. He climbs the cave and exits it.
He would wander for days before an old couple would pick him up.
"Poor thing." said the old woman,
"Lets just keep going." said the man, this made the woman frown.
"We can't just leave him. Look he can barely talk straight." the man sighed,
"Uhhh, ok… he help him and send him on his way." the woman nodded.
"Well boy what is your name." the man asked, the boy tilted his head.
"My name? I-I don't know… I-I have s-so m-many to chose from.." the boy said. The man widen his eyes and then scowled, and murmured something about "damn crazy".
The man sighed, "well, come on you're coming home with us." the Boy was confused but went with them anyway; after all, who else could he go with?
"Where are we?" the boy asked, the woman looked at him and smiled, the boy liked her.
"We are just outside Rhine falls." she said with a smile. The boy thought he heard that name before, but trying to remember hurt his head.
The couple and the boy made there way to a small farming village. The couple took the boy to their home, and for a few weeks the boy was in heaven. He helped with the farm and liked the old couple. One day however, was unlike any other. The boy woke up to see the village set ablaze, the sight hurt his head for a second. He then rushed towards the town square. Only one word could describe the sight he saw: chaos. People were rushed out of homes and killed, blood spilled the streets and the fine stench of gore littered the air. In the center of it all, the old couple lay. Their eyes lifeless, and their bodies ruined. The boy stared for what seemed like hours at the old couple. A single tear dropped from his eye…. And something snapped. The boy saw it. The war that tore his mighty kinsmen apart. The boys eyes began to glow red, and with a throw back of his head he laughs, but his voice is joined by others, so many voices, hundreds! No! Thousands!
"muhHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" bandits and raiders nearby felt the life drain from the very air. A young raider, whose ego grew, rushed at the boy. Only to be cut down by the boy's hands. Some stepped back in fear, as the boys eyes brighten with blood lust and a veil of darkness covered his lower body. The dead Raider's body was being consumed by the dark veil.
"I have seen it!" the boy exclaims,
"I have seen the great chaos of war! I can see it now, no!- I can feel it! This world will be consumed by hate! Ohhohho~ and I shall be the ultimate! The vile! And the damned!"
The boy rushed at the other raiders, cutting them down one by one, and then consuming their bodies.
Hours later the boy would stare up at the moon, his body covered in blood.
"This power... I have consumed dozens, and with them I have grown. I have the hate of an entire clan, and with this hate I shall consume chaos. I shall be so vile, the world shall fear me, no! The universe shall fear me! When anyone hears my name, they shall tremble!"
And thus, the Glorious Damnation began.
|Chapter 1 end.|
