Hey guys! RainDropz here. I'm a huge fan of light novels. Chinese novels, Japanese novels, you name it! Ever since I began reading, I always get "what if" moments as I read something like Meng Hao beating the crap out of someone haha. I'm pretty sure you all have those moments. Therefore, I decided to write this novel called Rise of the Young Immortal because I want to put all these "what if" moments into one story. To be honest English is not my strongest point so I'm probably going to have a lot of mistakes. Work with me here and please help me out! Criticism and pointing out my errors are welcomed. BUT PLEASE BE NICE OR I. WILL. CRY. ~_~ Thanks for reading.
Rise of the Young Immortal
Prologue:
"Ten"
Drip...
"Nine, eight..."
Drip...
"Seven..."
Drip…
On that fateful day, the first thing I heard was the sound of water drops and the sound of beautiful voice.
Drip...
"Aghhh!" I woke up and screamed.
Ugh, my head... it's killing me...
Clang! The man holding a torch banged on the metal door.
"Hey you! Shut the fuck up!"
I flinched.
I weakly look to see a man staring at me with his red eyes through a small panel on the door.
"Those eyes... what are they?" I thought.
M-monster! His crimson eyes stared at me with deep sense of hate. His look felt like like he wanted to devour me. I shivered to the thought and quickly lowered my head as he glared.
Soon, I heard his foot steps grow further and further away.
"Why do I have to be on the lookout today... grumble..."
He left... Catching a sigh of relief, I struggle to move my neck. I began to look around.
It's dark around me. I feel the damp and cold floor press against my knees.
A tingling feeling soon hits me and water begins to drip on my bare back. I also feel some liquid fall onto my knee. It was... warm?
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"Where am I?" I whispered.
"Six, five..."
The voice begins to sound clearer.
"Who- Who's there!?"
I look around again and feel no presence of anyone else.
I was frightened.
"But such a pretty voice..." I thought.
Waking up from my stupor, my mind began to clear. I began to move my limbs.
"Ouch, Ouch... Why am I hurting all over?" I notice a feeling of pressure as I move my wrists and hear a metallic clang on the floor.
My arms are bound, each to the opposite side of the wall. My back and knees are bent.
"Why are there chains around my arms?"
A warm fluid begins to gather in a great amount around my knees.
"Is this bl- Blood? Why am I bleeding...?" My head feels hazy.
"Four..."
Soon a flicker of light shone and began to gather in front of me.
"Three..."
The light begins to grow.But my conscious is beginning to fade.
"Two..."
As soon as it became the size of a human, a figure begun to form. But my eyes are beginning to close.
"One."
Through the slit of my eyelids, the last thing I saw a figure of a girl.
A lovely voice as carried by the sweet fragrance of the morning dew begins to talk.
A mesmerizing voice with a cool and prideful tone soon sounded out.
She said these words which forever changed my life. That was my first meeting with the Goddess of the Rain.
"Hmm... interesting. Such a pure soul. Boy, would you like to fulfill and inherit the ancient covenant of the heavens?"
That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out...