-Prologue-
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..GAH!
I had awoken, finally, from a relentless slumber. Lasting for what seemed like years.
My body, sore. My thoughts, jumbled. My sight, Heavily blurred but slowly recovering.
...Again, It is time.
I must go again. A process repeating for ages now. Like a dream it all feels. But so very real.
Was it all even real?
It felt like it.
Dreams always feel real though. I feel real now. This feels real...
This is my never-ending hell.
I bring with me only a vague understanding and recollection of the events from the past to guide me through this intolerable existence that is mine alone to bear. Nothing to guide me but my broken memories of a past lost long ago, besides an uncontrollable drive to move forward for no other reason than to fill the empty space that lay before me.
The last I knew, I was in a odd but luxurious castle next to the most gorgeous woman imaginable as I drifted to sleep. The same that, I'm sure, has happened no less then a hundred times before. And once again, here i stand on a mildly familiar new plane of existence. One path, only one way, the same as always. But always different. It will be arduous, it always is. Critters of all kinds, big and small, tame and wild, try to deviate me from my destination: A looming dark structure visible just over the horizon. I've never seen it a thousand times. Never been a thousand more. But it is to this great dark castle to which I must venture.
I move quickly, tired of the tedious repetition. Floating boxes populated all along the way. Containing tasty treats withheld just for me. Fortunes stored all for me. An enormous, awkward looking mushroom nearly the size of myself makes its way towards me. Wobbly feet somehow suspend it from its otherwise stationary demise. It encroaches slowly to me, Seemingly blind to my presence. There is no way around, I jump to avoid its consistent pace. I time it wrong. I land atop the strange creature as it plops flat, crushed beneath my weight. Lifeless, dead, gone. It poofs into a small cloud as the last evidence of its existence. I've taken a life. An innocent one.
I...I liked it. The power, the control. I know not what it is, but what it is I will now take. The taste is sweet. The smell, enticing. I want some more.
I need it.
I now take all that I see, extinguish all that Dare enter my presence, friend and foe alike. An overwhelming urge unlike anything I have felt before, life is beautiful now.
I will play this game the gods seem to be using my life for. My new-found, unquenchable lust for death leading the way into the known unknown.