A new morning has dawned...
It's a beautiful day outside, the birds are singing, flowers are blooming, on days like these, kids like you-NRA: SHOULD BE WAKING UP!
RHT: Five more minutes mom.
NRA: Young one, this is the prime time of your life and it shouldn't be wasted laying on your bed like a slug!
RHT: Alright fine! I'll see you downstairs.
NRA: You better!Nora leaves the room and you get out from bed. Another normal day after all. You open your closet and find something to wear. Afterwards, you head downstairs to eat breakfast with mom.
NRA: Morning sunshine! How was sleep?
RHT: Like always, but hey, I've got some plans today so I'll be seeing myself out.
NRA: Goodbye sweetheart! Don't come back late!
RHT: See ya mom. Love you!As you shut the door behind, you feel the atmosphere around. Fresh air never gets old. You start walking towards the library to return a book you lent for a couple of days. On the road you see a beggar.
BGR: Spare some change?
RHT: Of course, here you go.
BGR: Thank you and may the kind knight protect you and your loved ones forever.
RHT: You too.Your life is pretty normal and uneventful but that doesn't bother you all that much, instead you've started to accept this way of life, after all,
The Kind Knight will always protect the town.
Enough monologue, you enter the library and return the book. You turn around to leave when a familiar voice call you. It's your high school bully. Out of all the people, it's him.JHN: Hey Rhett! How've you been? Long time no see!
RHT: Hey John... Nice to see you.
JHN: Why the long face? Those times are behind us. Come have a seat and catch up.
RHT: Yeah thank- *PFFT* -shoulda expected that.
JHN: Eww, you farted, heh, guys did you get that on camera?
BYS: Yeah bro, we got it all, this going to be popular.As you get up from the whoopie cushion that was planted on the chair, you look down in disappointment. Leaving the library, countless thoughts cross your mind.
RHT: They never change, do they?! All this kindness bullshit that we were taught in school, were is it NOW!
If only... they'd just... ĐłɆ! No, what am I thinking. They're just bullies, you've dealt with them before, it ain't no big deal, just move on. *sigh* I've gotta visit the church for a chat with the father.Relieving yourself from what happened, you take the walk to the church. Aside from your mother, father is the only other person you care about. He's filled in the role of a father figure in your life ever since your father tragically died. You often times found yourself talking to him for comfort and advice as he was your real father but he can only do so much. The church is up ahead, but you spot father in the graveyard across the church. You go up to him and greet him.
FTR: So you finally came, it's been awhile.
RHT: Yeah... schools been harsh but thankfully it's over and I'm an adult now.
FTR: Must feel nice, knowing you can do whatever you want now that you're a grown-up.
RHT: Not really, it feels underwhelming. Life's the same as it always has been.
FTR: That's how it is. Life alone it's boring, but the people around you make it better, make you happy.
RHT: Yeah, I guess that's true. You're a very optimistic person father, has anyone ever told you that?
FTR: *chuckle* I've heard that one before. Anyways, it's about time you head home, your mother is probably starting to worry for you.
RHT: Right! Thanks again, for everything.
FTR: Come here kid!You two hug eachother firmly and say your goodbyes. All cheered up, you head home and live the day like normal, sharing dinner with your mother and going to sleep early and ready for the next day.
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RHT: Who the hell are you?!
???: ł'₥ ₮ⱧɆ ₮ⱤɄɆ ɎØɄ! Ⱨ₳Ⱨ₳Ⱨ₳Ⱨ₳Ⱨ₳!You scream as you wake up from your nightmare. You try and calm yourself by saying that it was just a bad dream but that face, distorted and splashed with blood, the thought doesn't go away from your head. A while later, after turning a lot, you fall asleep from exhaustion.
₲ØØĐ ₦ł₲Ⱨ₮ :)END OF CHAPTER I
"A normal life"
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SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS
FantasíaRhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place. An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...