"I never stood a chance, did I?" Those were the last words I remember saying before I became a wisp of my old self. Now I live among those who have a special line of sight, that have a special mark, that signifies the bond between a human and a wisp each mark is made specifically for each bond. But, to humans we aren't called wisps,ghosts, or even demons were called Oidais. A creature with a soul and memories that was once living but is now a haunted spirit within a world called the in-between or Tortis.
But, this story isn't about the past or about the future it's about the now. The one who has my mark a boy named Josahia, he isn't like most normal young men his age. He is different and he knew this like the palm of his hand. His mark covers his whole back, it looked like someone burned the mark onto him as a child now the only way for me to be able to possibly remove it is with an alliance. Will he accept my proposal or will he face reality and suffer due to the mark he has to bare till his dying days.
Each mark and each bond are special in many ways due to us Oidais pasts. The ones we are tied to are usually are reincarnations of the ones we loved before our inevitable death. Sometimes it's family and sometimes it's sometimes it's someone we've fallen for during our mortal lives. But far as I have figured Josahia and I aren't family and doesn't seem like someone I knew, maybe he's more or maybe he isn't. Us Oidais only have bits and pieces of our memories and knowledge, it's like being a newborn baby, you have to learn everything all over again.
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The Alliance
FantasíaJosahia Don Jones a boy born very different than most children, he's given a mark on his back that very few mortals have. This mark ties him to a very special creature that only he can see.
