Starting things is always the hardest thing to do and well the chapter that came first before this is great and has a wonderful opening. I felt like what exactly happened to the world was never fully explained. So, I decided to write a prologue, then somehow it turned into a bunch of poems (Not really sure how that happened.) You do not have to read them, but I highly suggest you do.
The Circle of The Gods
It started after the war.
Slowly, like a fallen tear.
The mortals were left in the dark,
The darkness of devastation
It started with the gods might,
Earthquakes,
Storms,
Hurricanes
Draughts,
Famine Hunger Poverty.
Each passing year,
A million faded.
It wasn't enough.
The towers fell,
The bridges collapsed,
The forest prevailed
The disease came next.
It killed every man, woman, child.
That was not worthy.
The survival of the fittest.
The gods had a choice,
One that killed millions.
Billions.
They choose the Earth,
They choose themselves.
They grew in power, as the new vanished
And the old ways emerged.
It was the end for many,
But the beginning of old.
The beginning of my life.
Hero
I am many things,
A demigod,
A champion of Apollo and Hera,
The killer of Scylla,
Defeater of Tempestas,
Boy.
Some call me a hero,
But I'm no hero.
I have failed my mother from the moment I was born,
I have lived while others have died,
I could of saved many lost souls,
But I did not,
Just to save the one I loved.
I am no hero.
I am a boy.
Change
I hated war.
I hated fights.
I hated killing.
Hunger stabbed,
And I killed.
I meet the world,
And I fought.
The war came,
And I disappeared.
History
I was a deal.
A contract,
Black mail.
I should not exist.
The son of a maiden, who didn't break her oath.
A monster of nature,
A show of power,
And the spite of revenge.
The boy who was a failure,
The day I was born.
My mother allowed for me to live,
A simple thing, for my forever gratitude.
In return I got,
A scar upon my face,
And a bow of a hero.
My love unexpressed,
I left her.
I lived with Apollo,
A secret hidden in the shadows.
But shadows never stay long, when the sun shines bright.
She found me,
The one how bestow me upon my mother.
She trained me,
And I became a man of the Renaissance.
A fighter of the ages.
The Champion of the Queen.
After many trials they gave me their blessing,
Their strength,
Their speed,
His accuracy,
And her communication.
I could haunt dreams,
Hit a bullseye a mile away,
Out race the fastest halfblood,
Take on a minor god,
And come out on top.
I was to be the perfect Hero.
I am Boy.
I am Aiden.
And this is my story.
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*Fun Fact: Einstein's theory about gravitational waves has been proven!*