Light


    Darkness


    Love


    Hate


    Beginning


    End


    Life


    Death


    All that is seen


    All that can be seen


    I have seen.


    My name is....


    What is my name?


    Where am I?


    Who am I?


    What am I?


    ”You are Damien”


    Yes


    Yes, I am Damien!


    But who are you?


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    ”Deus”


    ”Maker”


    ” I am known by many things, but you, you can call me Karva “


    Karva, that’s a beautiful name


    ”Quite”


    So why am I here. Last I remember I was at the ball celebrating my birthday with Mother, Father, Jasmine, Kanius and Julian.


    ” Your mind collapsed “


    It what?


    ” In this world everyone is born with a certain amount of Magicka, or Mana. This determines their talent and the more powerful spells they can cast. You’re a natural talent, too much really, you were born with so much Mana that it split your brain into fragments and repaired it simultaneously millions of times in the course of 8 years thus resulting in a breakdown when the mana finally set inside your body”


    I see


    ”No you don’t”


    Meanie


    ”Don’t try to act smart in front of me, I know everything you know”


    Anyway... How much magic was I born with?


    “In your world society measures Mana by numbers, the average person having roughly 500 Mana, a noble having 1000 and royals having 1500. Yours, well.... it’s 30000”


    Why the hell do I have so much?


    wait


    Is this why I have white hair and red eyes?


    “ No. Not even I can tell you the reason behind that as it is not within my powers”


    So there are beings higher than you?


    ” Yes, one to be exact, but you need not worry about that old fart”


    Ok


    So now for the grand finally... How do I fix my brain


    ” You can’t”


    What? What do you mean I can’t


    ” it’ll fix itself”


    How long will it take?


    ”hmmm, roughly 6 years”


    Then how will I eat, sleep, Live?


    ” Isn’t your father the King, I’m sure he’ll figure something out, besides you’re still awake, it’s just that your kinda batshit crazy”


    So what are we gonna be doing here?


    ” You ask a lot of questions, you know that?”


    ” you’ll spend the time with me”


    What? Why? Oh let me guess, you’re lonely. Oh that’s just sad, having to spend time with a young boy to sate your sexual disire. Last time I checked wasn’t that a crime?


    ” How does a young boy have such a sick mind,


    anyway I’ll make you a body for this plane, you know what? I’ll make myself one too.”


    A bright light floods my vision and I awake to a long grass field stretching as far as the eye can see


    ” Hello Damien”


    I look towards the voice to see a young girl, about my age with long blonde hair and blue eyes.


    ”Hello Karva”