Life is a dream
A dream that is uncatchable
The thing that makes up dreams are memories
A raven black haired boy named Viktor then woke up from his indescribable dream " why do I keep having these dreams" he thought sighs " might as well find Cain and the others." Then he darted out to the gardens just to find a mysterious black hooded figure standing above the stone-lined waterfall, which the water leads to a spacious koi-pond below. "Well, well long time no see" the stranger said. "Who are you? "Viktor said in an impatient voice. "……it's time to go." the stranger said in an stale voice. Viktor was dumbfounded "w-what the hell are you talking about?" the figure lifted up his right hand and snapped his thumb and middle finger together, then creatures of a demonic presence hunched forward and small , it's pale white skin gives it a ghastly appearance about the size of a 5 year old child, but famine-struck it's limbs twig thin and it's boney fingers over 5 inches long, attacked Viktor, but the figure jumped a little, started to look around nervously "shit." He said and disappeared in a puff of smoke. The creatures dissolved into dust before the boy, then all of a sudden he appeared in somewhat of a lab then a wolf who's fur was white as snow appeared out of no where "Greetings Keronist" she said in a whispery voice. "Why does this always happen to me?" he thought. She walked towards him and asked him a question "Let me ask you something, do you know a wolf named Balto?" "No" he said in an confused voice," hmm I see that you have no memories of your past" She then disappeared in a flash and something made him weak that he couldn't stand, collapsed to the ground with a thud. Panting greatly for air, "Why are you doing this?" Viktor said with his final breath. "Because it's your destiny." Then the wolf faded away. The boy's vision became slightly blurry, becoming indescribable. One more blink of the eyelids, loses consciousness and dissolves into dust.