Aphelian Chronicles: The Shadows Beneath
Amnes, or as my best friend likes to call them 'wizards' are group of magically evolved humans who were among the last of Aphel's denizans to find themselves there. I, Alexander Century, am one of those alien wizards. One who's found himself living on Earth at the age of four due to the war terrorizing our home.
During my time on Earth I've always been good at running from my problems. When I started having Nightmares, I'd just stop sleeping, when the same figure from those nightmares began calling to me from the shadows, I'd plug my ears, and when I'd black out, only to find myself over a writhing body with blood on my hands, I'd tell myself they deserved getting beat down. I wouldn't have done it otherwise right?
But not all problems can be run from, and my reckoning comes from, like many stories, a girl appearing on my doorstep. Now I won't say it was love at first sight, but the attraction was there, even if it was a little hard to understand at first.
But it was a love destined to fail, for now at least as not long after our first meeting tragedy strikes. The incident like many others where I've blacked out is blurry, all I remember is calling someones name, and then I wake up somewhere new.
A new world where magic crackles in the air, and monsters roam their lands just outside the protective wards. Aphel. It takes awhile for me to settle in, but just as it starts to feel like a new home, an attack strikes through the halls that sends the wholes school reeling.
It's in that moment that I realize it's up to me to descipher the truth behind my condition, and the shadowy figure behind it all, or risk losing everyone's souls in these darkening halls to the shadows that lie beneath.
