Chapter 2
A Vision

I sat in the cold locker room, deep in thought. Thinking back to that horrible day. The day that started it all. The war, my nightmare, the death of my parents.

What kind of magic does she use?

Then she walked in. She was dressed in normal cloths, with a bandage arround her left hand.

"How come you gave up without a fight?" she asked.
"I couldn't take it," I mumbled.

She sat down beside me.

"Couldn't take what?" she asked.
"The torture," I mumbled again.
"Torture? I just used a simple spell..." she said.
"You wouldn't understand," I said angirly.
"I bet I would," she said. "Now please tell me."
"Okay. Well, when I was five years old my parents were murdered by a mysterious gang of thieves. I escaped with this bow and tought myself the art of archery in the wilderness. Then I moved here and make my money by competing in the arena competitions."
"I-I'm sorry..." she said.
"Don't be. You didn't do anything," I responded.
"Something like that happened to me also," she said. "It was a cold night and a gang of burglars broke into my house and kidnapped me. I've been seperated from my family ever sinse."
"I-I didn't know... I'm sorry I'm being such a jerk..."
"Don't be," she said. "I don't think we've met proprly yet. My name's Lyn."
"I'm Ephraim," I said.
"Well, it's been nice meeting you, Ephraim," she said and walked outside.

I got up and strapped my supply of arrows to my back and took my bow in hand. I walked. I walked somwhere. I didn't know where, but I walked. I reached a creek and meditated at the shore. And it happened. A miracle, something super natural, not of this world.

"Ephraim, Ephraim! This is your father!"
"Father? How is this possible? You died fifteen years ago!"
"I know, son. But after I died I passed on to the Afterworld."
"The Afterworld?"
"Yes, but I don't have time to explain that to you!"
"Umm... okay?"
"Listen, son. Go back to the sight of your nightmares and retrieve the item that I told you you could never touch."
"You mean the stone?"
"Yes. That is one of the Sacred Stones! You need to bring it to the Temple in the far off land of Renias. It should finally seal the Deamon King in the Cursed Realm once again!"
"But-"
"Hurry son!"
"Father!"

But the image faded from my head and I woke up in the middle of the night. I walked to the inn and dozed off, awating the new day to come.