One
Children are curious. Little Tom of Caldea is no exception.
Tom was merely wandering through a dark castle of many floors, many hallways, and many doors. The boy had come to this castle many a times while his parents were working the days away. Tom thought he had stepped on the grounds of every floor and every room until he came upon an odd looking door. So, like any curious child would, Tom opened the door.
The room was cloaked in darkness, but there was something glowing within that darkness. Tom, curiosity getting the better of him, stepped into the darkness and toward the glowing object.
It was a glowing orb. Tom picked up the orb carefully and scrutinized it. Tom did not know what it was, but he was enchanted by the orb. It could have been the peculiar glow of the orb - he wasn't sure - but something made him want to stay in the room a bit longer.
When Tom was back at home, a voice beckoned him to come visit the orb again. The voice was so mesmerizing that Tom could not banish it from his mind, until he promised the voice he would come again. Tom had no choice but to abide the voice's wish.
So Tom visited the orb the next day. And the next day. And the next day until the voice, which was the orb's, had no need to remind the boy to drop by the next day again. He was so consumed by the orb, he did not even know he was being controlled by it. There were so many things he did not know about this strange, but captivating orb.
He did not know the orb had sealed his fate.
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Done.
This was a quick write sort of thing.