Chase Solus And The Prophecy

Let me be perfectly clear when I tell you that none of this is my fault.

I didn't ask for any of this. I didn't ask to be different. I didn't ask to be accused of starting a prophecy that I can't change. I didn't ask for all of the enemies I now have over the simple orange flickering light in my hands. Who in their right minds would ask for any of that?

But it doesn't matter that I didn't ask for these things because they are all mine now. You don't get to pick and choose what parts of the story you want. At least, I didn't get to.

But fate always has a weird way of showing up when you least expect and giving you what you least desire. It's kind of a bitch that way.

So what else is there to do? I mean, I could complain about how awful my luck is and do nothing but that choice well inevitably get me killed by people who have much more experience with this other world than I do.

Are all of my choices brilliant and selfless? No, but I have yet to meet somebody who's actions always are.

So, just know that everything I've done has not been hero worthy or selfless or brave or even smart. I'm not a hero. I never claimed I was one. I'm just a guy with a lot of shitty luck and a knack for almost getting himself killed.

So here is my side of the story told by me, Chase Solus. But people in my world better know me as 'The Prophesied One'.