Prologue
Memphis, Lower Egypt
3000 Years Ago
This world will be destroyed by darkness and fire.
I had nightmares since I was a small child of a monster coming through fruition and destroying the world. No one ever paid any mind to them, nor did I for that matter.
I thought about death so much, I thought dying young was inevitable.
I didn't want much in life except to be happy. I never asked for much. But, man, as I have discovered, always wanted something. A drive of some kind, whether that was power, wealth, or love.
I fell in love with someone that destiny did not deem right for me. I should have known better; I should have stayed away when warned of the dangers. I should have listened.
I have seen my fair share of strife. I have seen pain and suffering like you cannot imagine. I have seen the love of my life, ripped from my very existence, never to be seen again.
There is magic and power in this world that humans should never have discovered, I know this now. Impact is greater than intent. And as I stand here, watching the only home I've ever really known burned to the ground for no good reason, I can't help but be angry at the people who brought us to this moment.
What should good leaders do when they are met with such strife? Run away with their tail between their legs? Or fight? Is there a right and wrong answer? Can arbitrary descriptions be applied so freely?
I didn't know the answer.
But I did know, I couldn't run away.
The darkness would stop at nothing, and if my beloved would not be here to lead the way, then the responsibility falls onto my shoulders.
I will fight until I cannot fight any longer. This is how it has to be; this is what he would have wanted.
If this is where I die, then so be it.