The lighting seemed to dim and spark across the room of dancing shadows. The white paint was chipped and cracked on the old shutters of the one lone window which stood on the far right wall of the small abandoned room. For so long the room stood untouched by human hands that it had collected cobwebs and dust bunnies as friends. The door stood, locked from the inside a question to the world beyond its closed walls bearing secrets of untold truths and mysteries never to be reviled. Stories hidden away in the scratch marks on the barren walls and the stained floors of old decaying wood. It once held so much life and love, but pain and sorrow had followed the hope and fearlessness that the room held close. The room, a once safe and sacred place now hallow and plain. Though this seems sad it still hides one of its many past memories. A secret kept by stories, and fear told in lies. Every story has its character, and every character has its story; And every character has an entrance, and the character in this story may have just the best one yet. Considering he wakes up, 6 feet below this old dreary house, confused, fearful, and a little more powerful then he'd ever truly hoped to be. His name is feared by so many, yet worshiped in far greater numbers that saying his name right now would be a spoiler all together. They say he can move mountains with a single push and survive off of others fear. He is worshiped like a god and feared like a devil. Yet he is neither. He eats and sleeps just like you and I, he has a job and a plan for his future, yet. For some reason, he woke up in a daze in a box, deep in the earths crust. He can't remember what he'd been doing or how he had gotten there in the first place. All he new, was that he was angry, pissed in fact. All this rage was inside him, building with each and every second wanting to be let out, screaming to be released. He could tell that his subconscious could remember who put him there, who did this terrible thing to him, but for the life of him his brain couldn't remember who it was. In fact. He couldn't even remember who he is.....
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A/N: So this is literally an intro chapter, plz review and leave comments, I should have more up tomorrow and hopefully a longer REAL first chapter.
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The Unpredictable Legend
ActionI wanted to write something that connects to my readers. I've always wanted to do that, so I'm going to try and write something that's heart felt, emotional, heart breaking, tear making, hopeful, mind twisting, and brain racking that I hope for eve...
