How do you start a story?
It's a weird question, right? But it's one that's been troubling me.
Do you start by showing the world?
That can't be right because the story does not begin with the world; the world starts with the story. Your world didn't begin seven billion years ago; it started when you first opened your eyes.
In the period, it took you to open your eyes and cry out into the world, an entire universe was created. Cosmos collided and ripped asunder, giving life meaning and death a purpose.
That was how your world began.
But this isn't your world, its mine. This is a world made from my dreams.
Dreams are worlds that takes you away and transports you to a beautiful place, a place you've never seen before.
A place with far everlasting fields and high azure skies. Where the deepest ocean blue becomes an unforgiving black abyss and the dark underground crevices light up with a fiery red.
A place were fields of green turn into mud from the marches of war. And the hearts inside beat to the rythum of hope.
That is my dream and dreams begin when you close your eyes.
So close your eyes and listen.
Listen as your reality is slipping behind you.
Feel as my dream takes hold of you and pulls you into the story.
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This is a novel that I have been working on, I will be doing this as well as my Danmachi/Percy Jackson crossover as sort of a relaxing period so that I can rest my brain before writing the next chapter in Magic & Chaos, but this will always be my main focus. Hope you guys like it as much as my other story.