Light
Darkness
Love
Hate
Beginning
End
Life
Death
All that is seen
All that can be seen
I have seen.
My name is....
What is my name?
Where am I?
Who am I?
What am I?
”You are Damien”
Yes
Yes, I am Damien!
But who are you?
“God”
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”Deus”
”Maker”
” I am known by many things, but you, you can call me Karva “
Karva, that’s a beautiful name
”Quite”
So why am I here. Last I remember I was at the ball celebrating my birthday with Mother, Father, Jasmine, Kanius and Julian.
” Your mind collapsed “
It what?
” In this world everyone is born with a certain amount of Magicka, or Mana. This determines their talent and the more powerful spells they can cast. You’re a natural talent, too much really, you were born with so much Mana that it split your brain into fragments and repaired it simultaneously millions of times in the course of 8 years thus resulting in a breakdown when the mana finally set inside your body”
I see
”No you don’t”
Meanie
”Don’t try to act smart in front of me, I know everything you know”
Anyway... How much magic was I born with?
“In your world society measures Mana by numbers, the average person having roughly 500 Mana, a noble having 1000 and royals having 1500. Yours, well.... it’s 30000”
Why the hell do I have so much?
wait
Is this why I have white hair and red eyes?
“ No. Not even I can tell you the reason behind that as it is not within my powers”
So there are beings higher than you?
” Yes, one to be exact, but you need not worry about that old fart”
Ok
So now for the grand finally... How do I fix my brain
” You can’t”
What? What do you mean I can’t
” it’ll fix itself”
How long will it take?
”hmmm, roughly 6 years”
Then how will I eat, sleep, Live?
” Isn’t your father the King, I’m sure he’ll figure something out, besides you’re still awake, it’s just that your kinda batshit crazy”
So what are we gonna be doing here?
” You ask a lot of questions, you know that?”
” you’ll spend the time with me”
What? Why? Oh let me guess, you’re lonely. Oh that’s just sad, having to spend time with a young boy to sate your sexual disire. Last time I checked wasn’t that a crime?
” How does a young boy have such a sick mind,
anyway I’ll make you a body for this plane, you know what? I’ll make myself one too.”
A bright light floods my vision and I awake to a long grass field stretching as far as the eye can see
” Hello Damien”
I look towards the voice to see a young girl, about my age with long blonde hair and blue eyes.
”Hello Karva”