Origins The Red Fanged Demon

Chapter 1 Loss

In this world there are many things that seem like we can't explain magic, monster, races that you couldn't call human and some things you can not begin to comprehend. This world is something beautiful and terrifying only in a world like this can this story of tragedy, strength, and hope take place.

I open my eyes to see the sun rise as i have everyday for fourteen years but that made it no less beautiful as i think this i say out loud with a small grin on my face "it's kind of funny a vampire demon hybrid liking to watch the sun rise". I got up got dressed and walked out my door to see my parents at the table i smiled but then a feeling of worry and dread washed over me, i didn't know why but a part of screamed stay home today but i didn't listen. I stepped out the door and saw what most people would call demons but to me they were just the people i have known my whole life.

I began to walk out of town to the forest outside of the town like i have done day after day for years now just like every day i walk through the forest picking herbs, fruits, and vegetables that grew in the forest. I would normally do this until noon then go in to town to sell some but for some reason i felt like i should stay longer than normal this time i chose to listen to the feeling i stayed for a few hours more.

A few hours later

I looked in the direction of the town to see smoke more smoke then i have ever seen come from the town. I ran back to the town praying ever second that everything was ok but my prayers were left unanswered i returned to the town i called home to see death and destruction i walked through the ruins of my town i saw the bodys of friends and then my eyes where drawn to a few bodys in particular they wore armor with symbols and markings that he did know but only from books there were knights of the church of the holy soul.

I walk through the ruins of town until i finally made my way home. I stood at the door all i felt as i open the door was fear. When the door was open there they were dead on the ground the parents that raised and cared about me were gone just like that.

The next day 6:00AM

I buried them on the small piece of land that we called home. With that final act i had nothing left to do here so i left. All i had were the clothes on my back, a few of my books, a sword i took off one of the dead knights and finally 3 name i had learned from Wanderers, the first belonged to a sword master, the second belonged to a sword smith, the third belonged to a mage.

I would spend the next 6 years learning and trying to find answers......

TO BE CONTINUED

This is my first story and if you want I'll do a chapter that just explains the world and other things. Please leave comments so i can improve my story