Prologue
It was dark and damp...and the air around him felt cold and tense.
How strange, he was sure he was in his room just a couple moments ago.
The darkness seemed to stretch in all directions and kept going on forever, as if it has no end.
There was infinite darkness.
The lone boy decided to move around and see if he was just dreaming, but the stillness and silence crept on him, making the child lose his ability to think properly.
At some point, he was able to see a small light. Not bright, but it was in any case something in the thick black space he was in.
The boy soon found out he was in a tunnel, and saw that he was standing on a barren wasteland. The ground was colored in death gray and the sky above him looked empty. Red and purple swirled around, and the area seemed void of life...
Until he realized what he was looking at right in front of him.
He jumped and took a few steps back when he saw the statue near his face. What stunned him was that it seemed to be some sort of creature in a petrified state…and looked as if it was never going to break out of it. The creature's expression was filled with fear, resentment, shock, anger and hate...at least, that was what the child felt radiating from the statue. The boy scanned his surroundings and saw there were many more like it, but each of them was different. The only similarity they had was that they were all in stone...and in a way, dead.
He continued to wander in the desolate area; passing by dragons that probably have possessed great power, birds that could have flew higher than no other could have done, marine beasts that may have dominated the seas and oceans...and many other kinds of creatures that have fallen to the same fate. The kid had encountered not one living thing, yet he hoped he would do so soon. He felt very uncomfortable in a place like this...
Out of the blue, the scene around him began to alter greatly. And then, the boy found himself floating; the ground below him had completely disappeared. What replaced it was the fiery landscape that strangely didn't hurt him. The flames seemed to be an illusion…well he wished they were, if not, then he had to stay away from the edges as much as possible.
Suddenly he heard a roar, loud enough to blow his eardrums if ever. Someone or something then approached him, which then took the form of a large white dragon. The creature looked like a skeleton and it seemed as if the dragon was glaring at him, which frightened him greatly.
"Silent...Core..." a dark and low voice came out of nowhere. The child guessed that it came from the dragon, but how can that be..?
"You...boy...will be...the final piece...in my plan..."
A/N : Okay okay, it's short. I know. It's a prologue! What do you expect? Anyhow, yeah...another story idea. But I've had this chapter for quite some time now...maybe a month? I decided to post it only now though.
Uuh, review please.