Reincarnated

Prologue

This is my first time writing a story, so I know it not be that great. Thought it will be my first, I'll give my best effort. Before I start, I wish to apologize if I were to have wrong grammar or spellings in this story. *BOWS* Please read and enjoy!!

Prologue

The sky was dark, no stars shined tonight, but a bright blood red moon. Below the sky was a field of land that used to be full of life. Full of trees, flowers, animals, a clear lake and more, but at that night it was field with corpses of many beings, decomposed bodies, broken bones, and their entails. The once fresh green grass now covered in blood. The once clear lake now stained with corpses, organs, and blood. The smell of copper was thick in the air. There was a battle that just have been recently finished, only a handful of them were still alive and breathing, for now that is. In the middle of it all, surrounded by corpses was a boy around 17 or 18. The boy was soaked in blood and covered with injuries, thought his aristocratic features are still recognizable. Blond hair streaked in blood reaches just beyond his shoulder, icy blue eyes that seem dead and lifeless, chiseled cheeks, symmetrical nose, slightly full lips and pearly white skin. He was wearing a battered armor, scratches and gashes everywhere and was holding a three-foot sword, still tense. He was examining the field with cold and dead eyes, then the crimson moon in the sky. He spoke with such emptiness and anguish in a majestic voice. "Finally, We won but at what cost. My friends know that your deaths were not in vain." A single tear fell from his eyes, as he fell to his back, his sights blackening. He looked at the crimson moon for one last time as he fell backward, and slowly closed his eyes wishing.

Wishing only one thing until death took over.

Well this my prologue. Please review and comments. Suggestions are welcomed. I do hope you like it. Please wait for the next chapter.