The Legend of Death -PROLOGUE-

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  • Dedicated kay Rita Isabel Colina
                                    

People are chasing me.

They are wearing hoods. And their hands held a Scythe. The same as I do.

But something feels rather...odd.

I’m not wearing my garb, either do I hold my scythe. Instictively, I ran as fast as I can. Away from the hooded people. That is when I passed by a shattered mirror.

The mirror shows a reflection my eyes cannot believe.

I was wearing school uniform. A school uniform that looks familiar. Where and how I saw it is a mistery. Then emerged a pair of red eyes from the mirror. I took a step back, surpirsed. The eyes increased from one single pair into hundreds. Finally, they transformed into the people who were chasing me. One of them approached me, his eyes reflecting the hatred that he feels for me, and said “You…The person who have killed us…Shall suffer from the same fate that we have!”. He raised his Scythe against my head and shouted “Die…Die!”. And…

I woke up.

It was just a nightmare…That's odd…Death himself have nightmares…I am the existance that everybody fears, yet I got scared from a punny little nightmare. Yes, I am Death. I am the one who gives punishment to the sinners across the land. I tried to remember fragments of it. I couldn't ramember anything aside from the scythe part. I gave up and was about to go out of my room and then...A fuzzy feeling jolted upon me and then...then...

Then I remembered it…

It was the same nightmare I had 5 years ago…The same nightmare that changed my life… The same nightmare that game me the mark on my right hand… This nightmare…It made me remember the past that I have forgotten…It won’t hurt to go through those memories, I guess. I am now a new person…The sorrow in those memories won’t hurt me anymore…

Alas, I am Death. And this is the story of the life I once lead…

~o~o~ End of Prologue ~o~o~

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