The Memoirs of a King
Date: 10,019 Post-Partum
7th Galactic Rotation
Codex: The Memoirs of a King.
I realise it's time. I made a promise… a promise to myself and those that I loved that I would find a way; a way to warn, a way to remember. As I sit here recording my thoughts… well… a sort of epitaph, I can only feel… forgiven for my sins… and the sins of my people. We bought destruction upon ourselves as is the nature of lust. Challenging the very might of creation itself forged in the infernos of the first ever stars. We sought to topple the shapers of existence… the very thought of it puts a faint smile on my lips. I'm getting ahead of myself…
Some history or… background is necessary. Should I recount from the very start? Probably best actually. Where to begin…
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Ah yes! From the dawn of existence itself the universe has had… well… architects, many species labelled them as gods. Well! In their own rights they were god like. Still are of what's left of them. Even within beings that held power beyond common imagination there existed a monarchy and class system or what have you. Well along side this, a council was also created to bring some much needed democracy to a race of beings in charge of the building blocks that made up reality itself. I myself once sat in the lower seats of such a council… that seems such a long time ago now. Anyway! I must stay focused.
These "gods" had near unlimited life spans and thus the King and Queen had remained the same from the dawn of the monarchy. However to substantiate this monarchy, as was prophesised, during the 10th millennia an heir to the throne would be born; the throne of everything… of the universe and of time. Such unimaginable power… I was a fool to want it for myself. Again I'm getting too far ahead of myself!
The birth of such a child is where our story begins. I should mention that the birth of this child was prophesised by some to be the beginning of the end of the age of order. That said, up until then many of us scoffed at such prophets. I mean it's been predicted that a hero of blue colouration dressed in nothing but shoes of red shall one day be the keeper of peace in the universe! Have you ever heard such nonsense?
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I'm kind of reaching for a bit of a grand slam with this story. I've been reading a lot of Greek mythology and the idea of writing an epic just sprung into my head. I have a feeling the results going to be tragic to read as you can tell from this introduction. It's worth mentioning that the characters are anthropomorphic and many references to Cannon will be made. A lot of the idea is original but I've always dreamed of setting something like this in the Sonic the Hedgehog universe.
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Hope you enjoyed it.