A Tale of The Destined

Memory 𝒪𝓃𝑒

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Gold (Age 6): Gold is a robloxian, of course rocking the very blocky physique as did his mother. He had that very yellow skin, and always wore that Golden bucket hat. He grew attached to it after all. He wears his usual childish clothing. And rocks that personality of cheery, bubbly, overbearing, and very arrogant. 

Opal (Age 29): Opal is a woman same as a robloxian, with yellow skin too. Having wearing something more professional at times. She has long black hair. And has a smile that almost never leaves that is until chaos ruptures from her adventurous son. Her personality is that of a maternal figure, throwing concern at almost everything or everyone. You may call her a mother of robloxia. Or just a paranoid parent. Heh.

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There I start my supposed life, gaining my very consciousness at the age of 6. I loved how the world had worked, with it's very beautiful MotherNature. I took in the scents, but only to be pulled back by the worrisome and concerned look on my mothers face. "Don't go running away like that! You had me worried dead!" She said in that very thick British accent of hers. And I only responded with the usual "But, mum! I want to explore the world..!" I moaned and whined, of course it only brought more worry and a twinge of frustration at my stubborn self. "Explore the world! You cannot do such at an age like that! What if you get lost out there?!" She said once again her frustration only growing by the very second. But so did a hint of concern etch onto her face. Grabbing onto it, for its dear life. "I won't get lost, I never do!" I scoff, and let my arrogance take over. An uncontrollable ego.

After that very conversation, I was restricted for my adventurous escapades in the wild. As my mum brings me to a catholic school past the street, convenient for my mother, she wasn't doing the best in her finances, as grabbing a job only took forever. I wake up groggy, my eyelids speaking to me to only close them back and maybe snooze a bit more. But my mum shook me well, and got me up.. "Uurgh...Mum..?" I groan before looking up, my very grey eyes landing on hers. "Come on now, dear. It's time for school. I put you into that catholic school you said you'd want to go to!" Opal said giving me a little nudge to keep me up, and oh did I respond so excitedly. "Yayyy! I can finally get some friends, right?" I was way too energetic for her in the morning, but she nodded. She gave me the clothes to the school, placing the trousers on me to check if they fit. A look of focus on her face, and as I get dressed up, I watch her go to the kitchen to make me some breakfast as if I wasn't already full of energy. "Can I get some bacon, mum!" That smile never left my face at the idea of bacon, I imagined it placed on the plate. As I grab some toast and just scoff it all down with the crumbs everywhere. "Yes yes, I'll get you some bacon done, dear...just please eat it slow this time. I don't want you to choke." There that usual face of concern was plastered on, she just had to coddle me for every bit. 

As my breakfast was finished, and I got ready to go to school. My mum grabbed my hand and walked me past the road and into a walkway, taking a left and walking forward before stopping at the school property. My mum signed the day before and got me in the system quite quickly, she let me inside. But as I'm put into this new environment, it feel's so...dull so different from the MotherNature outside, with the kind of dirty playground. And there he felt, so weird. So, distant. So, observant. As the gate opened all the other kids came in, and there we had a 10 minute wait inside the school. Before we were up to do our routines and get into our assemblies and lessons. I look at the other kids, all so different from me ranging from other robloxians: Noobs, Guests, Bacons, you name em'. Some even fashionable like this one kid, "Tophat". That's what I called him back then. Because I saw that Tophat, and it came to my mind. But as the day continues on, we lined up and got into our first Catholic assembly the start of the day. We started with a prayer, and oh boy was I interested...into this religion, I want to learn so much more about christianity and catholicism. Along with our first prayer, to repent any sin and our very trespasses to our lord and savior. Or something on those lines, it never really got into my thick skull.