This is the story of millions of people that have been affected by a plague. The name may be familiar to you,it may not, the name is Sine in Latin, this translates to sin. In your world it is only actions, but in my world it is a terrible and deadly virus, making the victim brain dead in only three days. That is light compared to the post mortem actions of this deadly virus. The virus is a parasite, taking control of your bodily functions and making you commit horrible things, even after you are dead. These parasites are terrible and sentient, they-..
Oh-sorry, I haven't introduced myself, my name is Corde Pleno. I'm probably not what you would expect to see in your dimension, heck I'm not what you'd expect to see in my dimension. I'm about 10'9 with crimson red hair. My eyes are also crimson with green crosses for pupils. However, my most startling features are my 20 foot, black wings. Yes I can fly, I can also disguise myself with them, and I can make my wings into any garment I want. By now you probably know why my journal is titled Crimson Angel....What? You don't know latin...oh well, sorry. If any of the people I talk about seem familiar remember that I am from an alternate dimension, and they are not the people you know. Well, you are here to read a story not my pathetic banter. No better place to begin then the beginning so here we go.
This is the beginning, this is how I gained my massive height, my wings and my hair. I had just got home from college when a loud Boom! ripped through the sky and a light jet zoomed overhead. No.. it is not made of light, it is called a light jet because it can go the speed of light, so why could I see it you ask, beats me. I have always been able to see things that others can't. As the jet passed overhead, I looked out the window to see my neighbor looking up at the sky. Not realizing that I had got some of the dust on me as I walked into the house. I started to get light headed, and my vision started to go black. When I woke up, I stretched my wing....Wait....wing?
No, I don't have wings, this can't be right. As I ran my hand through my hair, I turned and looked into the mirror and as I looked, I saw a red-haired, tall, strong, and muscular man looking back at me. How is this possible? Looking at the reflection closer I turn my head looking back at my wings. I am surprised, how come I didn't feel them grow? I walk over to the table and pick up my phone to check the date. How can this be? When I got home, the date read 5/10/2017. Now it reads 5/10/2347. There must be some glitch! There's no way I was out for over a hundred years! I decided to head to my college. Heading outside, I saw that the road had tree branches on it, and try to think of a way to get to the college, and suddenly it hit me. My wing literally hit me upside the head, and I realized that I could probably fly. So I flap my wings and get a few inches off the ground before falling on my butt. I got back up and try again this time i start to fly in direction the college and i experiment along the way, doing back flips and dive bombing clouds. I land in front of my college and walk to the door, and go inside and realize that I had not seen anyone along the way, weird those streets are normally crowded.
As I walk into the school looking around, I feel as though I am being watched. I start to hear something like whispering voices. I walk into first period class room, WHO. ARE. YOU. as if coming from everywhere even my head. At first I look around trying to see who was there, giving up I say "I'm Corde Pleno, I am a scholar here." I feel a pulse of confusion from whatever was speaking NO ONE HAS CAME TO THIS SCHOOL IN OVER A HUNDRED YEARS, WHY DO YOU LIE? "I am not lying, I did go here, listen I don't know what happened but I passed out and when I woke up i decided to come to the college and here I am." COME INTO THE LIGHT CORDE. I decided to do what the voice says and I step into the light. I feel a wave of surprise wash over the speaker YOU HAVE THE MARKINGS OF A REGION LEADER, TELL ME AGAIN HOW YOU FOUND MY REGION HQ. I am immediately frustrated with the speaker "we have been over this dude." I SENSE THAT YOU TELL THE TRUTH he says. "Yes I do, now what Is a regional leader?" The speaker seemed happier than when I first walked in. ALL WILL BE EXPLAINED SHORTLY TRAVELER, BUT FIRST TELL ME, WHAT IS YOUR SPECIAL POWER, PERHAPS YOU ARE A TELEPATH LIKE ME, YOU DID NOT SEEM TO BE IN PAIN EARLIER WHEN I WAS ATTEMPTING TO GET INTO YOUR MIND. Confused I ask "what do you mean, special power aren't giant wings enough?" At this point the lights turn on revealing a man in a chair, he was in his mid twenties, only a couple of years older than me, his hair was crazy but not in a unkept way. He gets up out of the chair and walks over to me, trying to look me in the eye, but as he was only half my height at 5'9 he had some difficulty. MAYBE SOME PRODDING WILL GET IT OUT OF YOU he shouts: suddenly I feel something prodding in my mind, and send a jolt of thought at it. The man falls over in pain, 'You almost killed him" says a girl rushing out of the shadows too the man, her green hair glistened in the classroom light, rushing out of the shadows too the man. IT IS FINE MY PUPIL, he is a fast learner, when i did this too you, you were overpowered, yet he has overwhelmed my offencive and defensive forces with a single thought, imagine what he could do with proper training.
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Angulus Vermiculus
AdventureA story of a deadly virus plauging the world, and how a man and his frinds faught it