Chapter 1
The First Alice
Ichi-banme Arisu wa isamashiku
Ken wo katate ni fushigi no kuni
Ironna monowo kiri sutete
Makkana michiwo siite itta.
Sonna Arisu wa morino oku
Tsumibito no youni tojikome rarete
Morini dekita michi igai ni
Kanojyono seiwo siru subewa nashi.
The first Alice was gallant
With sword in one hand, to the Wonderland
Cutting various things down
Went on spreading a truly red path.
As for such Alice, in a depth of woods
Like a criminal, got cooped up inside
Other than the path made in the woods
There was no way to know of her existence.
A young man with a red shirt and black pants wandered into the Wonderland. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and matching blue-ring earrings.
He soon found himself in the woods. As he walked through the green and brown forest paths, he saw a plain white envelope lying on the ground. It had a red spade-shaped sticker on it. When the young man picked it up, it turned into a sword. Embedded in the hilt was a spade -shaped ruby. When it glinted the man's eyes went from blue to red. The sword was so beautiful, it shined brightly. The man had not held such a beautiful sword in a long time, but he felt the familiar rush of excitement running through his veins.
"Use it, Link." the dream whispered in his mind. "You know how to use it. You can do anything you want with this sword. This is your world to make."
A demon-like smirk appeared on Link's lips. He clutched the sword tightly in his left hand and ran down the forest path, laughing like a psychopath. He swung the sword at the flowers, trees, and animals, cutting anything down that was in his way. Wherever Link went he left a red trail behind him.
By now his sword was red with blood as were his clothes. There were also little spot of blood on his face. He loved the new color of the forest path, especially since he was the one who created it.
However, one day, Link got lost. He followed the red paths in hopes of finding his way back, but they were the same: red. He walked in constant circles.
The forest was taking its revenge on him by trapping him like the murderer he was. Sharp black thorns grew rapidly around him and they wrapped themselves around Link's neck and wrists. Blood oozed from his wounds.
"Tasukete (Help me)!" cried Link.
It was no use. The thorns continued to grow and they served as a prison cell for Link. Even though he was trapped he continued to clutch the sword in his left hand.
The dream cackled loudly as Link's screams filled the forest.
A red door with a spade on it appeared. It marked the world Link had created. A world of red. A world that now served as his own prison.
Link had lost his mind to power.
Link was the Alice of Spades.