° Prologue °

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[ Edit: This Prologue has been altered as I have been given feedback that I used the word "she" excessively. I do hope this is better ]

A girl with long pink hair and piercing green eyes covered her face with a dark hoodie and the cape floated in the soft breeze.

Walking through the town, the brown boots on her feet resounded on the hard ground, like a hammer to a bell.

It was empty, like ghost town. Dust and leaves blew around, sweeping the streets that were once crowded with people.

She stopped in front of a small home that was made of stone. The wooden door was open, revealing the inside of the structure to be a mess. It was as if the inhabitants were in a hurry to leave during a meal of dinner.

In the center of the room, stood a wooden table with a full course meal prepared. Of course, much time had passed and the food was crawling with bugs and were moldy.

The silverware was still in the same spot, organized neatly on once white napkins.

The girl walked into the small structure, taking a turn into a tiny room with a bed and closet as it's only decorations.

The young girl removed her hood, revealing her long hair and green eyes that held the emotion one could say was sadness.

Sitting upon the bed in the room, a layer of dust went up into the air and disappeared, fading into the surrounding area. The pillow at the start of the bed seemed to conceal a small item.

This peaked the interest of the girl as she removed the pillow to reveal an old piece of paper with some writing on it.

A smile formed on her face as she brought herself to read the words. A chuckle escaped her lips.

She placed the paper back down on the bed that had many memories. She propped herself up until she was standing. Glancing around the room for the last time, she muttered some words that would be perceived as gibberish by the common man.

Suddenly, she disappeared, leaving no evidence that she was ever there.

No evidence that she ever existed in the first place.

Then, two seconds later, the small building exploded. It was sudden and over in a second.

Debris flew everywhere and the building was totally wrecked. Fire raged it, burning everything in it's path.

In that small room, on the old bed, lay a piece of paper.

The sides were burning and breaking into dust but the word that was written across it showed until the whole paper burned.

The word written on it was a simple one. One that would have never been expected to bring the evilest people to their knees.


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