(Grey)
Outside of a police station in the Lock city.
I was sitting on a bench opposite the street of a police station, looking at a picture. In the picture was a man around his forties, with jet black hair and eyes. Next to him was a woman with wheat blonde hair and deep blue eyes. In front of them were two children, one was a young girl around eleven years old, she had her mother's blue eyes and her father's black hair.
Finally, there was me. Wheat blond hair, two golden eyes.
It was a family picture. Me, my mother, my stepfather, and my half sister.
The picture was taken a year ago when I was only fifteen years old, at the time I thought that I would live life normally, work a stable job, get married and have two kids.
Who would have thought that life would change so much.
Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to go home and spend some time with them, but I knew I couldn't.
After all, I was going to die.
What's the point of spending time with a dead man?
I put the paper in my pocket, stood up, crossed the street and entered the police station.
"What do you want, kid?"
As soon as I entered a deep voice echoed through the station.
It was the officer sitting behind the reception desk.
Walking up to the desk, I said:
"I was chosen by the records."
The station was so silent, that I could hear the officer's heart beat quicken as his eyes widened and he sat up straight.
"What!?" he shouted.
I couldn't blame him, being chosen by the records was not a light thing, every year thousands of people are chosen and teleported to a random place in this cursed continent of ours. Out of all these people only a few hundred get to a city alive.
"Why haven't you reported it earlier? You could have gone to the academy." He asked, finally calming down.
The answer is simple.
"I wanted to spend more time with my family."
He blinked.
"Fair enough. What's your name kid?"
"Grey."
"Blood?"
"Unnamed."
"Age?"
"Sixteen."
He wrote something on his computer, took a book from a drawer and handed it to me.
"Uh…what is this?" I asked.
"An adventurers handbook. You'll need it."
"Thanks."
"Follow me."
He lead me through the station to a white room, it wasn't too large, about the size of a bedroom.
I went in and the officer closed the door behind me.
I moved to one of the corners, sat down, and summoned the runes.
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Name: Grey
Art: -
Seals Broken: -
Trophies: -
Time Until Awakening: 00:00:05
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I just sat there, reading the runes waiting for the moment that I would be consumed by darkness.
'5…4…3'
'2'
'1'
***
Nothing.
I was floating in an endless void of absolute nothingness.
It was peaceful.
I felt like I was everything, yet I felt like I was nothing at all.
Time passed, I didn't know if it was a second or a decade. And the void of nothing was consumed by an amethyst space filled with stars.
Inside the space a single orb stood out.
It was emitting the same amethyst color.
I instinctively walked towards the orb and touched it.
As soon as I touched it, I remembered who I was, and where I was.
I was Grey, and I was inside the ether sea and I was touching my ether core.
Instinctively summoning the runes I read the now updated runes. Instantly my eyes widened in horror
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Name: Grey.
Art: [Child Of Destruction]
Seals Broken: [1/]
Curse: [The Mad Artist]
Trophies: -
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I wanted to scream, I was ready to die but that didn't mean that I wanted to die. I had hope, but that flame of hope was extinguished the moment my eyes fell on the word 'Curse'. Because if there was a chance of me returning to one of the cities alive that chance was gone, erased…destroyed.
I continued reading the description of the art and the curse.
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[Child Of Destruction]: You are a creature born in destruction, chosen by destruction, will live alongside destruction. And when the time comes, you will return to its embrace and become one with destruction.
[The Mad Artist]: Upon the usage of destruction, the user will become consumed by madness.
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Right after reading the description, the amethyst space was drowned in color and I was thrown back from the ether sea into a snowy area.