Prologue: My name is Eli...
In a dark room where no light shines except above, a young boy with black hair and yellow eyes is sitting at his bed recording.
"...I want you to live, live for yourself and for those close to you. I'm giving you a second chance at life, so don't waste it. By the time you watched this, I hope you will understand. Goodbye, my friend."
*click!*
The boy ended his video recording, he took the tape from the vcr and placed it on the video player with the TV on.
Then, the boy laid down on the bed and took a syringe with a glowing liquid inside.
'Finally, this nightmare can end.' The boy thought.
Then as the lies down, he then injects himself with the syringe, The effects were immediate.
The world began to swallow around him as his memories began to fade.
To the boy, it was the end of a dark chapter.
So much of his life revolved around two things.
Revenge, and Freedom.
Revenge, against the very institution that ruined his life and his family.
And Freedom, to be free from the clutches of his own blood. To be free from their curse.
He had succeeded, but so much blood and suffering had been the cost.
At his young age, the boy knew he wouldn't live with the experience and the suffering he endured would haunt him everyday.
He wanted to start over, to begin anew.
Away from Armacham, away from his family.
Away from his mother, Alma.
The serum he had injected himself with, can do just that.
To erase the memories, to start over.
Live normal, live well.
That's all he wanted.
"I hope he can live in peace, for both our sakes." Those were the his final words before darkness claims him.
But unfortunately his life will be in turmoil in the near future.
But the boy's story doesn't end here.
For he will set the clock in motion, to tip the balance of the world.
For where he goes, War follows.
And so, The first Horseman was born.