WARNING: The following program is Rated +17 parental guidance is advised.

~Ruin Of Ken Chronicles~

v#1.1 

"A wild hunt into the unknown tethered to ruin"

Pov: ?

I am a pioneer.

Or to be exact a forced to be a lost pioneer.

Cursed and forced to explore this strange new wretched land.

Yes, a pioneer who does not belong indeed and though I am not alone.

As it is without a doubt If I continued to proceed ruin shall befall unto me.

The cold night was nearly over and yet the moon glowed more brightly than ever. I shuddered against the lingering chill within the air and picked up the pace.

As my breath grew deeper and deeper by the moment. I felt my heartbeat pumped faster. As an ominous shadow drew closer and closer to me by each passing moment, every time I lessened my pace due to fatigue and hunger. I had not eaten since afternoon and dared not to stop just to eat for I knew, I will surely end up just like the others.

I have had been running inside this mysterious dark forest for over an hour, where only the moonlight was my only solace.

If I stop had suddenly any moment for any reason my skin would crawl and my instincts trembled.

“Run……”

“Run………..”

“There’s something chasing in the dark……”

“RUNNNnnnnn………”

“As fast possible ………………….”

And with that kind of thought process screaming at you, anyone would've immediately taken it as a signal to move their lazy bums around.

As my body was drenched in cold sweat, it had begun to accumulate foul and stench odor. After all, I had not bathe for the past few days.

As every moment I drew closer to where I must be, yet even I knew when I’ll reach it.

What can I say "No rest for the wicked?"

My objective was that I must get there before sunrise, The gate shall be closed by then.

The air was slightly near freezing cold, As each of my breath was growing shorter and shorter. My mind was almost at the state of hysteria. I can still smell the blood that splashed all over me. It’s not mine but from one of the people I had once called part of my company for this bizarre place. I still remember what I saw the fraction of a moment when the creature leaped and dragged the two away and only a left hand remained. The two didn't have had the time to scream for their own life, for it was over before we knew it. It was dark and even with moonlight, I still couldn't see that thing clearly.

I had killed several strange creatures since we had arrived in here, but that had speed and strength that can definitely consider above the others.

My instincts screamed louder with every passing second, I must hurry to get to where I’m needed to be. I must shed my laziness from now on because I found it too obvious on what my life shall be like from now on, as the nature of what was forced upon us can only be said as an extreme example of survival of the fittest. Filled with the strange, madness and terrors that lurked at every corner.

I couldn't remember where or when it began to follow, I barely noticed its presence almost too late, well if not for the fools who tried to rob me earlier. I knew that I had a limited amount of respite to regain my any semblance of physical energy. Nearly running out of stamina, I had contemplated my physical limit and the inevitable future that my body won’t withstand the exhaustion of both physically and mentally.

If the time comes when that happens, before I finished my objectives, I dare not think any of it much further.

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Hope was all I had left in here. Without it, no doubt I would instantly be plunged into a deep agonizing depression that would make my body halted to a standstill leaving me vulnerable to lethal attacks

If push comes to shove I think I will still run even if my body had become tattered or broken. All in the name of finishing what I must.

I knew that would defy common sense but my situation also merits any semblance or identity of our world’s common sense because that too had been shattered a few days ago.

Basically, my ‘world’ got screwed over by what had come over unexpectedly. A big slap in the face for being selfish and ignorant on what was happening in both around us and in the shadows.

It would be painful to run on fumes and my body felt like it had started to complain due to not having enough rest. Still, I tried not to settle in one place for too long, I knew for if I stopped death would follow, as the shadow drew more imminently closer to me. I would jump, tumble, limp, and even crawled if he had too in order to succeed.

I wanted to at least meet all my siblings one last time, but I knew all too well that it will be extremely difficult now and my never have the time.

Still, I cling to hope.

A fool’s hope.

I missed my friends, family, especially my siblings and the one I held dearly the most.

I knew now that I was stupid and ignorant.

I should've said "Sorry"

I am one of the great seven.

I have four handsome brothers and two insanely beautiful sisters that I’m proud to show off.

Nothing noteworthy of my family, we are all political refugees.

After years of studying and working away from home and my loved ones.

A chance came and I had decided to head home finally so that he could meet everyone before Christmas. A well-deserved vacation before I graduate from high school, and counted myself lucky to even barely passing it, I should've studied more.

And the thought that they aren't here gave me a massive comfort. After all, it’s better me than them to suffer hardships.

People use to say that instead of spending my time playing games I should study more to become more successful.

Heh....

Who knew playing survival horror RPG would instead land me in a desperate real life version of a mysterious survival horror game.

I guess be careful what you wished for?

Being for forced by those who had taken us into this godforsaken mysterious island.

I will definitely kill them all when I return and make them regret choosing us as sacrificial pawns.

Heretics...

Whatever it is they are after is something that must never ever get off this island.

As I am one of the "Taken" and forced to play the role of one of the pioneers.

After we landed here someone went missing after nearly an hour, we searched and discovered found only death and despair, but surprisingly we are not the only humans stranded on this godforsaken island.

Madness, this island could only be described as such.

Some nights I think a god or whispers to me saying. "Come to me....... Come to me......."

It had begun as a whisper during my slumber.

As each time it would grew a little higher.

Demanding.

It kept repeating itself over and over every night, though It could only be heard during when slept.

I think I'm beyond salvation.

A horrifying majestic tone of voice.

Now only I remained running for my life so I would not disappear.

As I lost track of where the others might be. 

I held onto my sanity with the thoughts of my waiting family and a makeshift branch I picked up along the way and fashioned it like a spear.

I had once wished upon a star on what would it be like if I only played games all day long. Never thought my wish would come true.

Geez... I learned my lesson the painful way on the matters of being careful what you wished for. You might never know if your wish would one day come crashing in front of you.

I’m straying off the path a bit so I'll resume on the ongoing madness that had fallen before me.

My footsteps began sounding off. As each step somehow conveyed a hurried sort of nervousness and anxiousness. Still, tonight I'm not just fighting for my life, all the while my skin kept crawling, for I’m was constantly being watched.

I as always am running for my life, I kept looking constantly left and right as the thick and large trees finally covered my sole solace but I still have no choice but be fully alert as I ran into the dark.

I must never forget that I am being stalked ceaselessly. 

I had no choice but to use drastic measures even if I wanted not too. 

And so I took an object I found yesterday from my pocket as I dashed my way through this haunted woods.

A white stone smaller than my fist and within it are marked carvings of a sort.

I don't know how this came to be but I was surprised on what's it's purposed and amongst the things I had discovered.

That some things that shouldn't be.

After all, we lived in a modern era where science and technology are constantly pursued.

I raised my hand as I held the stone and then remembered a verse in the bible 2 Corinthians 4:6.

"Let light shine out of the darkness."

As it had no place in our current world and only exist in stories,  myths and legends. 

And what I discovered was the definite impossible

"Magic exist here"

I spoke the words meant to lighten my mood. 

And from within the stone light was brought forth and illuminated my way.

Though I must always be on the move forward.

Dared not to stop.

I could've fought back hastily, but time is of the essence because this dreadful night was about to end and with it, my path shall close. 

For there's an ongoing hunt and I was both the hunter and definitely the prey.

While I prepared myself for what's about to come, I suddenly started thinking back on that cursed night when this all had begun.

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Orz. 

No excuses...... just plain apology

"Sorry"

This time I'll try to finish at least one per week.