Chapter 1: How it all started

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Chapter 1: How it all started




"Don't you know it's rude to peek at someone's status screen without permission elf?"(???)
"Nooo...."(Star)
"You are a terrible liar. Anyway come sit down and let's have a little chat. I promise I don't bite....much."(???)



After feeling a chill go down my spine I nod and slowly walk toward the shadowy creature. All the while feeling a sense of danger coming from this thing that is sitting down in front of me. We are currently in what looks to be a black throne room. Besides the giant 10 meter high by 5 meter wide hole at the entrance of the room. The rest of the area looks fairly decent considering that this place is supposed to be abandoned and probably hundreds of years old. Along the sides of the room there are pillars lining them and most of them are cracked or partially destroyed. At the back end of the room there are steps leading to a platform with the throne on it. The throne looks half destroyed with a missing right grip and one and a half spikes along the top of the back. It looked to be made of a blue liquid with a large crack going along the center to the broken back. The throne was turned sideways to face a table with a red tea pot and two green tea cups on it. I walked up the steps and sat on the wooden chair across the table from the throne. Staring at this thing in front of me I took a deep breath and started our conversation.



"So You wanted to talk...umm?"(Star)
"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet! Sorry. It's just when we were supposed meet each other for the first time I thought it would be more...I don't know. Extravagant? Oh well. Anyway for the sake of the plot......I mean convenience! Yes convenience. Call me Narrator. Yes narrator. Thats a good name. So I've wondered this for a while now but, why are your boobs so big?"(Narrator)
"The blood elves have the ability to retain and use blood however they want. Whether it be as rapid healing, weapons, a substitute for mana in spells, food, or anything else. I don't have an item to store the blood for me so, I store it all in my chest making my breasts many times bigger than it actually is. Now it's my turn to ask a question. What did you want to talk about?"(Star)
"I see how that would make sense. Now the answer to your question is simple. That card with a cross on it is like a calling card to tell those in this city that you are here to help and listen and besides, without it I would have killed you the moment you looked at my Status so be thankful. You are here to learn the past so I am here to tell it to you. Well part of it anyway."(Narrator)
"Why only part of it and not all of it?"(Star)
"Simple. This is because it is impossible for a single person to know everything accurately. You can learn all of it, however you will need to travel throughout the entire city to learn it. I will only tell you what I know as fact, but first tell me when you're ready."(Narrator)



Pulling out my touch pad from between by breasts, I nod to show that I am ready to type down what it had to say.



"Why?.... Just Why?"(Narrator)
"I'm wearing a suit. Does it look like I have room in my pockets to carry anything?"(Star)
"touché"(Narrator)
"Besides I also hold my coin pouch, keys, and grenade there."(Star)



We spent the next few minutes just staring at each other in completes silence.



"I see... so let me see here. If I'm going to tell you this story properly I should probably start at the beginning, or in this case. The end...."(Narrator)


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