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Descent Into Entropy
Prologue: Death is but a second chance

Prologue: Death is but a second chance

Hello! This is my first prologue for my first fiction, I have edited things since the release, most quality editing and one line of dialogue. Everyone who read it when it was first released won't be missing anything!

Enjoy!~

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As I gasped for air the only thing I could manage to say was "W-where is this?! Where am I?!"

I attempted pick myself up from a cold and hard floor for what seemed to be an eternity before I managed to weakly get up and stabilize my footing and be sure my legs wouldn’t betray me. I then observed my surroundings but found nothing but darkness, except a tiny dot off in the distance.

This dot was red and chaotic in its nature from what i could see. Despite the confusing situation I was in, I found myself forsaking one of the hard instilled lessons drilled into me by life and my teacher, the great Arch Wizard Amesula Enhana.

Her voice echoed hollowly in my mind, 'No matter what circumstance you may find yourself in Theodor, always stay keen and never become distracted.'

But distracted I had become. I had found myself staring into the tiny red dot, enthralled by it. Tempted by it. What I was being tempted by? I’ve not the slightest clue, but all I felt at that moment was the deep desire to fight. But it was not just simple fighting that I was craving, nor did it stay a simple craving.

The feeling I had grew into a hunger. The hunger for carnage, for bloodshed, to see all my potential foes at my feet, turned into a bloody meaty mess.

As I was standing there in the darkness hungering for death and destruction, a voice rang out from the tiny ball of red light. The voice boomed out with the power and authority from what could be described as a mighty war god.

It said, “You are weak. Your feeble body would snap like a twig under a boulder in your current state. But your mind is strong… Come to me child and I will reform you to be the mightiest of warriors. None will stop you, all will fall under your strength. Just come to me and it will be done.”

Hearing the booming voice that betrayed the appearance of the tiny red dot I was snapped out of my hypnotic state.

There I was, standing in the dark hearing declarations of great power, all promised to me. I began to ponder this proposition for what seemed like days. While the dot stayed in its original position and never said another word this entire time.

After great inner turmoil something occurred to me and I exclaimed, “Shouldn’t I be dead?!”

Again, nothing but silence greeted me. Hearing my own words that seemed to echo within my mind I became calm. “In all honesty I should be freaking out. But i feel calm.” I noted softly under my breath.

After another minute or so of pondering I had made my decision.

I looked at the tiny red dot and exclaimed, “I decline your offer. I am not a brute and I’m dead. What use is strength to the dead?”

A rumbling sound, that sounded like a deep laugh, echoed throughout the darkness. It continued for what seemed like hours before it died down to a chuckle and eventually stopped.

Then the large commanding voice echoed through the darkness again and stated “Very well.”

After its brief dialogue the red dot faded out. I was all alone now.

There I stood, all by myself in a dark space. “Is this what death is like? Where are the gods? Where are my parents? Why is it so lonely…” My voice trailed off into the seemingly unforgiving darkness as I fell to the floor.

I lay there on the very cold and black floor and a smile starts to creep on my face. “How can she do this?” After that thought I start laughing hysterically. My laughing turns to cackling and my cackling turns into a disturbing giggle. I lay there giggling manically for what seems like an eternity until my insane hysteria is interrupted by another voice.

The voice was inaudible, but I knew I heard it. I stopped my distraught reaction to death and pushed myself up, I then began to walk. For the first time since I died, I walked. It was a strange feeling because my legs were still feeble and moving felt like a monumental task, but I pressed on.

I walked and walked for what felt like hours and then finally, I collapsed. Unable to move any further. I lay there exhausted, defeated and with no indication that I may ever recover my lost energy. I began panting as I started thinking back on everything that had happened in my life. The good, the bad, and everything I regretted. But mostly the last moments of my life. The blurry image of the one I trusted the most. The deep pain of suffocation and betrayal. This scene played in my head over and over again, and with each replay the emotions doubled.

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After some time I gritted my teeth and began to push myself off the ground with sheer determination and anger. ‘This is not the afterlife I’m going to have’  I thought to myself.

As I was struggling with all my effort to get up I failed to notice something forming over me. It was black, blacker than the blackness of this dark space. It seemed to grow from my anguish and determination until it was about 10 feet in diameter.

From the center of it an eye seemed to form, the eye glowed a bright yellow and gazed down at my struggle with what seemed like delight.

When I finally, after what felt like days, got up and saw this eye, I looked into it and it I. It gazed down at me while I stood there frozen and then it began to speak.

“You are strong. You have passed up ultimate physical strength and gained enlightenment of your own demise. You have clung onto something which even you were unsure of and defied the wheel of life. You have come to me.”

The voice was soft and chilling but to me it sounded like hope. It was the voice I heard in my hysteria and it was the one I was searching for. I mustered up my wits and choked out a question in its oppressive but soothing aura.

“What are you? And why did I seek you out?”. After barely pronouncing my question its gaze increased in intensity and stated, “Why did you seek me out? Only you know why. Since you have found me, I shall offer you what you wish.”

I stuttered out “W-what I wish?”

It continued to stare at me and declared “What you wish.”

The eye continued to peer into me as if it can tell what my thoughts were. It then listed everything I wanted which, startled me.

“You seek power, not sheer physical power. But real power. Power to reshape the world if you so desire, power to never die, power to gain revenge. But most of all you wish you could go back.”

I was shocked but I also knew my circumstances warranted such bizarre things to happen, after thinking that I began to calm down. After seeing me calm down it continued.

“I can oblige one of these wishes. All you have to do is say yes.”

Hearing it say that, my heart felt like it was beating again and the feeling of hope grew inside of me.

But I also felt something was wrong. How can a being like this offer me something so great without anything in return? As if it heard my thoughts it stated “I do require one thing if I’m to fulfill of your wishes. What it is... I shall tell you at a later date. But for now I will bestow upon you a second chance.”

A second chance I thought? I don’t even get to pick?!

I was about to voice my complaint but it chimed in again as if reading my thoughts, “Do you wish to lose this chance and return to the wheel of life?”

I was flabbergasted at what it said, on one hand I don’t trust this being, but on the other I will pass up my opportunity at revenge and also a second chance. Standing there clenching my hands with the last of my strength and gritting my teeth, with a whimper I said

“Yes… I accept.”

It then started to laugh an unsettling laugh before it said, “I shall bring you back to life, and in return you will fulfill my conditions after you have returned. I will also bestow upon you a gift. A small reward for your hard work so far. And you shall find out what my gift is when you awake.”

All of a sudden I felt really lethargic. My body began to give out under my own weight, and with the last of my strength I managed to mumble, “You.. still haven’t... told.. me…. what you are…”

It began laughing ominously and said in a foreboding whisper “Entropy.”

I blacked out.

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