The Villain Always Wins

Real Life is Sooo Boring

He smiled while he hugged the little boy gently before he stood up and ruffled the child's brown hair. Hazel eyes looked up at him with hero worship, and he grinned before making a shooing motion. With loud, infectious, giggles, the boy ran to his parents who were waiting patiently for him, and as one they waved before turning to walk down the cobblestone road.

He watched them go with his left hand on his hip while his right kept the sword resting on his shoulder steady. A gentle breeze blew his blond hair into his eyes, and he tossed his head to put his hair back into place. He bounced the sword against his shoulder once before turning to look back at his home village lying in the shadow of the King's ominous dark castle. He lived in the King's castle himself and was able to save some of the evil man's intended victims. Narrowing his cerulean blue eyes, he sheathed his sword before he began the journey home to find out what evil the King was up to now.

"Alright, that's all for today. Remember to study chapters six through eight for the exam next week" I heard my professor say and I dropped my pencil with a start. I couldn't believe that I'd written through the whole class, again. At this rate, my grades were going to slip, and my father was going to be disappointed in me. I swallowed hard at the thought of that but quickly shook my head, I would just crack down on my studying, and everything would be fine.

I quickly gathered my precious notebook and my favorite pencil to shove them in my backpack before hightailing it to my next class across campus. 'I hate college. Or should I say I hate my classes?'

I loved him to death, but my father insisted that I earn a degree in business management. I told him I just wanted to be a writer, but he said that unless I wanted to work, I had to take the classes he wanted. As annoying as my classes were working full time would be worse, plus I wanted him to be proud of me. I knew he would be not pleased if I chose to drop out of college so I did my best to get grades he would be proud of and snuck in my writing when I could. Usually, I was bored out of mind, except for when I escaped into the world I had created.

And what a world it was! There were several kingdoms, vast oceans, deep-rooted forests, and abundant mysteries. If you knew which mountains to search you could find a Dragon or a Griffin, maybe even a Phoenix if you were lucky. Along certain rivers, beautiful vibrant flowers grew that fairies loved and tended with great care. In the grassy plains, you might spot a Unicorn if you were patient and pure enough, they were very shy but did venture out if you were worthy. You might even hear the wings of the mighty Pegasus! Or have tea with a Centaur in the forest. If you were truly lucky, you might get to meet an Elf! And not one of the little ones from Santa's workshop, but an actual full sized Elf. Strong, smart, gentle, elegant, and playful were my Elves. And beautiful. So beautiful it could hurt if you were to look at them for too long.

Each kingdom used either solar or wind power. All of them had fully functional bathrooms, and electricity, but they still walked or used horses to get around. Mostly because I loved horses, I had always dreamed of having one of my own when I was younger. The Kings didn't want their people or skies full of smog, so they settled for clean energy, and everyone was much happier for it.

Of course, my story focused mainly on one Kingdom in my world since that's where my hero hailed from. He spends his days kindly helping his fellow people, or mythological creatures, solving their problems or lending them an ear. Everyone loves him and enjoys his company, they even have a huge celebration every year on his birthday.

He's a blond haired blue eyed Angel. Well, he's human, but he looks like an Angel and has the personality of one too. A nicely muscled but not over the top Angel with sun-kissed skin. He's absolutely perfect, and a wonderful gentleman. His hair is long enough to fall into his eyes, but not so long that he looks like a girl, and he has long lashes that make all the girls swoon. With the beautiful high cheekbones and the delicate facial structure of the Elves, including a pair of sweetly plump lips, he looks absolutely beautiful. Kind, caring, gentle, patient, sweet, romantic, these are just some of his amazing personality traits.