To Kill The King

Prologue: Oblivion

Have you ever think of a state where everything about you were completely forgotten?

Forgotten at the point that even the slightest substance of your identity was erased?

It felt like you never existed, was it?

That feeling,

OBLIVION

Is what I feared the most.

And that oblivion is what I have been struggling of right now.

No one knows me.

I don't even know myself clearly.

I don't have any recent memories after I woke up from a sleep.

I regained my consciousness witnessing ship wrecks.

I somehow managed to know a piece of me.

I have a kingdom crest in my clothes that resembles four blue flowers with five petals each forming a diamond inside a silver circle, the same crest in the flags of the shipwrecks.

Dead bodies lies everywhere, I can't paint the scenery with color rather than red,black and white.

The whole place suggests only one thing but despair.

I am one of those who lost the battle.

I am one of those who lost the war.

After a few minutes I felt a very odd pain in my eyes.

I felt like it's going to pop out.

I covered my eyes with both hands where I discovered that I cried out

BLOOD!

The pain lasted for five minutes until I endured it throughly.

My lips are chapped that day,

My throat was dried out like paper,

My whole body felt a shivering cold sensation.

But in my mind I'm eager to live,

And so I travelled a long way to reach this small village.

Strived to find a relief for this thirst and hunger.

~Cypress evergreen village of Heilig kingdom~

I happened to walk around the crowd in the market and it seems like I caught their attention.

My messy black hair and my tattered clothes.

I am covering this kingdom crest with my arms,

As I collapse in the middle of the public.

Then someone picked me up,
A guildmaster kept me in his house and treated my wounds after I collapsed.

He asked me why am I still alive and how.