There are many who would call me a pirate, a terrorist, a revolutionary, a murderer, and so many other nasty or evil things. I guess i am those things, but when you look into those who make these accusations, and what my actions have brought about, well maybe i am exactly what the universe needed. I mean THEY are the ones running around glassing planets just for shits and giggles, THEY massacre entire cities just because a small minority wont bend the knee! So if I am the demon destined to destroy the universe just because i refuse to bow or break before any being''s whim, then SO BE IT! at least I will always have *her* at my side,so as long as I''m with her, nothing is impossible. Not even defying destiny.


    So, this story starts with a young man, considered a mistake and a mutant by his parents, he was abandoned at a state-run orphanage in Harlem NYC. It starts with me; my name is Alexander Quartermayyne, yes I know its really pretentious, I was a bit chuuni as a kid ok? I was in my final semester of senior year in P.S. 1633 in queens, when I was walking back to the orphanage I STILL lived at(I was never adopted, I guess the lack of color in my eyes disturb people or something meaning I was never adopted, or stayed in a foster family for more than a few weeks before being returned) i was assailed by an overwhelming nausea followed by a single word shrieked into my mind :"BELOVED!" then, it all went black, and I felt the world race up to meet me as a large shadow hovered over me....This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.


    the next thing I knew, I was laying in a VERY comfortable and large four poster bed with dark violet silky curtains and blankets. The room was dark and quiet, however when i started to sit up, realizing quickly I''m naked, a faint, soft light started to glow overhead through the curtains and quiet music started to play; wait a minute: that''s MY morning playlist?! WTF?! "You''re awake! thank the ancestors, I was worried I messed up something when I collected you." "COLLECTED ME?! What am I a damned baseball card?!" "sorry, that may have been the wrong terminology, I meant brought you onboard..." "Onboard!? is this some sort of ship then? are you telling me, whoever you are, that I am on a spaceship like those cheesy web novels?" "ummm......yes?" the voice responded, sounding more and more feminine by the moment. "The Human Race on Earth is a new player in a very old game, while my people, the Velmak, are some the original game-makers so to speak! and before you ask, you can and cannot see ME so to speak already....I am Ellyallia, or rather THEEllyallia. I AM THE SHIP. and you, you are my destined bondmate, my beloved captain."