The Attendant

The Attendant

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I was there. I witnessed how the world was before the 'Time Before Time'. I am everywhere. Creatures mutated, developed and evolved. With me. I knew them. The Earthlords. The Ancients. The Archons. The Great Elders. The Elders. The Second Generation. The Immortals. The Humani Race. I know you. Nothing has control over me but the one who created me. I don't know what my real purpose is but I do serve one: That is to guide things to the best strand of time one can go to. I am eager yet I'm patient. I am constant yet I change. I am forever yet I die. I am The Attendant. ------ An unbeknownst being who tells its tale about how today came to be. How all remarkably good and mean indiciduals came up to their decisions that brought the world how it is today. It tells you how you came to be. It knows what the future holds for you. It holds the future. As long as more side with the good, it stays. But if the good is outnumbered, it's up to who?
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My memories always haunt me. And they never cease. They come back when I hear a simple howl at night. I wish they would just disapear, like how I made all my fear. But I know it's impossible. Fear is always easier to get rid of, of course, when you have nothing else to live for. I remember the night. The night my family was brutally murdered. The night I became a rogue. I remember all the screaming of my friends. None of us knew they would attack us that night. The night of our festival of the moon. I always wondered how I was the one to survive, the runt of the pack. . . Willow is a rouge after the tragic event of a rouge attack on her village three years ago. She now lives alone in the forest. But when she's discovered by an alpha and his beta, she has no choice but to try and run away again. But how is that possible when the alpha is her mate.

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