Orbs of Myth

Chapter 1

In a large room, an old woman sat in a faded red wingback chair. Around 60 or so children from the ages of 5 to 12 were sitting on the floor in front of the elderly lady. She was holding a large blue leather book that held a hexagon impression on the front. She opened that book and started to read from the first page.

"Long ago, the nations of the old world lived in harmony. But everything changed when The Red came. The Red had taken control of metal beings that looked similar to us humans and they attacked the people of the land. Millions of people were lost before a sliver of hope arose. A group of 12, that everyone called Exo, became the heroes that the world needed. They saved entire cities before The Red could attack. They became known as the 12 legends. The war between The Twelve Legends and The Red lasted for many years before The Legends managed to defeat him. The day The Red was defeated was also the day the Twelve Legends disappeared.

From the time the Twelve Legends disappeared, there were 2 major events/things that happened. For the past 1500 years, people began to develop elemental abilities similar to the legends, but not exactly the same. Back then, no one could tell what type of power someone would have until they actually used their ability. But now, a person's hair colour indicated which main element they were connected to. They would have different shades of colour depending on what aspect of the element they could control. People with Fire had red hair, Water had blue hair, Air had white hair, and Earth had brown hair.

Around 1000 years after the Legends disappeared, the Terran population was decimated when an epidemic swept through the nations. People would get sick and fall asleep. Their condition would either worsen or get better, no one could tell what would happen to anyone that got the sickness. The only ones that survived were non-ability wielders and those strong enough to survive the sickness. Thankfully, the times of hurt and pain are long gone and done. Though some people say that The Legends will return in our time of need once again," she said as she closed the book.

Kyungsoo, one of the older boys of the younger group, was in awe. The Legends sounded so cool. They managed to defeat The Red and save the whole world! The other children that were around him were all talking about how cool and awesome the legends were. The room was getting really loud, but Kyungsoo didn't mind. He was just as excited as they were.

"Now, children!" the elderly lady in the front called out. Everyone quieted down as she continued to talk. "They may sound 'cool' and 'awesome', but they had work and chores that they needed to do and so do you!. Now shoo! Go do your jobs young ones," she said as she shooed them away with her hands. Kyungsoo stood up with the rest of the children. He admired the legends and hoped that one day, he could be just like them.

10 years later

Kyungsoo woke up breathing heavily. He had been dreaming, although it was more of a nightmare for a few days now. The dreams had started on his 18th birthday. He sat up in his bed, brown covers falling off his body and onto the bed. He put his feet on the floor and sat there with his head in his hands. He took a few deep breaths with his eyes closed as he tried to calm his beating heart. He saw the same images flash in front of him. One of them stood out, more vivid than the rest.

"Remember, Legends, when you perish on the battlefield, you will awaken sometime around 1,500 years in the future. Do not be afraid as your bonds with each other will still be there. You will remember everything once you turn 18." MAMA explained to the twelve of them.

Kyungsoo was reborn 1500 years into the future, he knew that. MAMA had said that he would remember all of it, but he could not remember who the other legends were. When he first heard that phrase, he felt confused. Over the past few days, it has turned into fear and anxiety. He didn't understand why he couldn't remember everything as MAMA had said, but he knew that he shouldn't dwell on it long.