It was loud that day
Swords "clashing" against each other, the sky filled with "immense magical energy" and the ground beneath my feet "rocking". And Yet! As I stood on that battlefield, everything and everyone seemed soo peaceful befall my eyes.
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I am nobody
I have no name to boast off
No identity to call my own
No place to call home
I belong to no one, and no one belongs to me. Born to no one, I was cast aside by the world and chastised by the people closest to me. An empty shell left to wander this world aimlessly and alone, without meaning nor reason, with no hope of survival.
I am the "Forsaken".
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On a silent night! I came to this world. A night known as the "Dreadful Crimson". It is said that on this very night, the heavens were in chaos and hell bliss. The balance of the world shook as a tragedy would befall the world, and was near our door step. Anyone born to this earth on this ominous night, was nothing but an "omen of death".
I was cast aside by the world even before I could know it. Hated before I could know what that feeling is, despised even though I had done no wrong. An innocent child, chastised by the world that gave birth to my existence and left in the wasteland to die.
How I managed to survive from such a tragedy was one of the many mysteries of the world.
A Decade has passed since then , and I wander the wasteland "searching". But what exactly am I searching for? A place to belong... A meaning to my existence!
It was all a mystery to me.
I have managed to survive this long without meaning nor reason to my existence. And yet! It was as if I knew where I was headed to, and unconscious desire to accomplish something. Maybe!
Living in this cruel world, I had developed a sense of survival instinct which granted me skills and abilities to survive. This ability was "blood manipulation" and another which I would soon come to find out. It allowed me to manipulate the blood of any creature or whomsoever I wish. How is this possible? I have no idea. From then on with this new knowledge, I spent years on trying to understand what powers I had and to develop them into skills which would aid my survival.
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Five long years have passed since I discovered this ability of mine. To that extent, I fairly understand how my abilities work and I am now able to use them to kill and hunt prey. By devising ways to use blood manipulation, I developed quite a number of skills for scouting, defense and offense. During those years, I managed to awaken my other ability which was "Ability Absorber". Simple enough, I gained the abilities of the creature's I kill. Due to my newfound abilities, I have yet to encounter any life threatening dangers. However, there are some drawbacks to using my abilities as they require a lot of stamina.
As I continued to wander the wastelands, I came across a creature able to control monsters. After killing it, I gained that ability also and made a new comrade. [ It was a monster with four legs and it was really fast ]. Conveniently enough having lived in the wasteland for long, I was able to understand the gestures of the many creatures that dwelled within them. However, I had no concept of how to speak so communicating with them was of no consequence.
Together with the [ four legged creature ] we wandered the wastelands for two long years. That was until we stumbled upon a town called "Brogue".
Of course I had no knowledge of the world beyond me, and was perplexed at what I saw. After surviving the wastelands, it was finally time for me to begin my journey to find out who I am.