CHAPTER 1: VANITAS
It's the same every day. I wake up, eat, and think about my past. I was an entity born of darkness with the sole purpose of creating the ultimate weapon. The X-BLADE (Key blade). But I failed and was destroyed. After that I ended up in the realm of darkness, a beach with darkness surrounding it at every turn. The only source of light is the faint light over the horizon.
My name is Vanitas Void. I decided I should at least have my own last name. My body suggests that my age is about 15 years but I've been this way for ten years. I'm not sure why I don't age, but it may have to do with the fact that I was born of the darkness or because time may not move within the dark realm for anyone. My hair is a pitch black color and very spiky. My eyes are what really set me apart from most people, mainly because they're not blue, green, or brown, they're piercing yellow. Aside from that there's nothing that really distinguishes me from anyone else. Over the years I've lived here I've learned to make new clothing so that I don't wear the same thing day after day. So today I simply wore black jeans and a black t-shirt.
On most days I walk along the beach for hours until I get tired. As usual I walked out of the little home I'd lived in for so many years to begin my walk, but nothing could prepare me for what I saw next. As I looked to the beach I saw something much larger than anything I'd seen wash up on shore before. No, wait. That's not something, that's a someone. I rushed over to the person laying on the shore thinking that they might be alive. When I finally got a good look at the person I realized it was a girl. She was wearing a black coat that covered her whole body. She looked as though she was 15 as well with short hair as black as mine.
I lifted her to look at her face and she had many bruises and cuts on her face. She then began to stir in her unconscious state. Her eyes had barley opened, but I still saw them. They were as blue as the ocean. "Hey," I said while trying to awaken her, "are you okay?" Before she could answer she immediately fell unconscious again. I picked her up and carried her back to my home.
She laid asleep for many hours. As I cleaned her face of the bruises, questions began to race through my mind. Where did she come from? How did she get here? Why was she so injured? And most importantly, Who was she? So many questions and I had to wait for her waking to have them answered.
A/N So I decided to make another story with chapters. I don't know how long this one's gonna go but I hope it hit quite a number of chapters. Feel free to drop a review. As long as it doesn't consist of the word update.