Disclaimer:
I do not own the settings but the location and character belongs to me. This fic might be a little… improvement in my part. Reading a good book and a few good fanfics are a big help, so my works might improve in a way or two. Maybe.
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Heartfelt Tale – Chapter 1
It's a paradox in space, it's an abomination of the laws of reality, and now why am I even in this place that should have been more or less inexistent in any manner? I hate… no, that word might me be a tad to mild to describe what I feel, I wholeheartedly despise my ancestors with an intensity that puts a thousand, wait, a million of what most of the places I have been forced into saving calls the sun for making that pact eons ago. Darn it, this void of great annoyance, more than how much I could recall have I been in this place again and again, it's like an endless corridor of pure darkness… leading to another world altogether and although I'm liking the acoustics in this place this is damn wrong… and lonely; I abhor the very concept, why should I be predestined to save some world I don't even give a damn of like the others before me?? Now here I go again ranting about my life, my gift and my curse, thinking out loud to the eternal darkness of this pitch-black void. Before I knew what happened my line of vision was blurred by a blinding light as always, let's just get it over with so I can finally go home, I'm not going to miss my favorite time of the year all because of some shenanigans in a backwater world.
The light's fading, Now where am I? At least I ended up on something solid this time.
I reached for my pocket taking some kind of gadget seemingly wider than it is long. A simple press of the very noticeable big red button and there you have it, a detailed map of this darn forsaken world. Now why would I, a literal outsider possess such a tool capable of mapping out the locations of some parallel universe? Like I said, backwater worlds, I guess they don't have scientists or something. It's a Mulitversal Tracker System or MTS for short. Ok here we go… Phantomile… since when was the last time I was here? When I was 13? It's been two years and I'm still not liking this place, why should I? … Breezegale? I've never been in this part of this world, grasslands huh? Well, better than that water kingdom with their flying fish, and… water -shiver-
The wind felt so nice on my face, causing my fur to brush together in a sweet ticklish sensation. It made me smile for a bit but then I sighed before trying to figure out just why I was sent here, all appears to be in good hands, no fires or anything sort of well… mortally dangerous in my eyes. What, just who am I? You ask as if I can see through the fourth wall of this fanfic my creator made me star in. I am 'Garret of the wind', turning 16 in two months, male from the world of Resodmia, a city boy from Sol-City. Sort of have a grudge on my own life and what I do, a sexy jet-black cabbit, save that my lower face has a slight tint of grey, my ears like any cabbit are long and naturally pointy ended, and I like it that way though most of the other long-eared creatures I know had fluffs, making others jealous is quite fun, HEY so they need fur gel to look cool. It's one of the many slangs and what's in, in my world so don't bother asking me.
Fixing the position of my hat I started to walk to where this thing pointed was some sort of town, without looking at where I was going I pointed my full attention on the screen, amused that the shapes surrounding the beeping red dot representing me moved as I went by. 'Almost there' I whispered to myself as I walk and walk to what I assume to be grass, sooner or later the squares on my screen were nearing the middle, I think those things are houses or something. The big red dot was exactly on one of the squares on the screen, I looked around and as if I was defying the laws of gravity I just found out I was stepping on thin air, I fell right there feeling my behind impacting on a roof, I fell unconscious after that and once I awoke I find myself in a house, everywhere I looked was mostly wooden and… there was debris around me. The surroundings were rather dim and unreachable by sunlight but I was radiating as if I was under one heft of a spotlight. I looked up; there was a hole in the roof. Oh crud, my bad…
I stood up, still holding my MTS. Suddenly there was a large impact from behind me at the same time what I would assume the sound of metal hitting something hard. I fell face first on the messy floor, and ignoring the sudden similar feeling of what some might consider a hangover I rubbed my head, miraculously stood up once again, turned my dizzy self and tried to look at my attacker but all I was seeing was two… or four blurry images of a white creature. I felt dead after that and a different darkness took over my sight, the migraine making my senses numb and that was everything I could recall. I didn't know that I fell again for the third time that day almost losing myself on the floor of someone else's house. I've always wanted to end the role predestined on me… are my grim wishes being finally fulfilled? This is a strange way to go, I don't even know who my killer is, I haven't even had a chance to enjoy the snow back home… never mind it's probably better where I'm going, good bye worlds and maybe forever… Phantomile, go save yourself.
TO BE CONTINUED
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Yes!! The start of 'Heartfelt Tale". This fic can also be a reference to a lot of things in 'A New Life' Now back to my other fanfics.