Disclaimer:I do not own Dragon age but I do own my characters.
Authors Note: Ok, so I finally decided to try something new! This is my first time attempting something like this, so be nice please, English is not my first language. Reviews are love!
I think I'm going to be started this out quick and understandable.
I FUCKING DIED.
That's right people, as in my poor little body got crushed and my unhappy soul was forcefully vacated. Yep, so then I was forcefully shoved inside the body of a small child. Not an willing child mind you, she was kind of- what's the nice way of saying a blood ritual was performed on a small little girl to turn her into a demon? Oh, or saying that instead of demon, they got me instead.
Ok I was a little insulted. I mean, I wake up to chants and blood flowing from the side of my neck, to the screams and demands of a demon.
The fuck man? I mean really, try to look at it from my point of view, because the moment I realized the world I had been forced into, I knew things were going to be on the strange side.
Death had always been an easy thing for me to understand, that I mostly contributed to me being able to see things.
And no, I did not see 'Dead People.'
I think I saw something worse. I saw the beyond, well a place I liked to think of as the beyond, cause it sure reminded me of hell, scary demons and all. It was like a rip, a whisper in dreams that told secrets. They were things I didn't understand, things I for sure didn't want to.
They tried to tempt you, draw you in like a black hole.
Sure, I stayed clear, tried to not touch the green silk ribbons that called me.
But one really can't stop their own death, no matter how hard they try. And when I died, well it snatched me up quicker than a starving dog. One minute I feel freedom like I've never before felt; next I'm chained, being dragged through a green abyss.