1 Prologue

Its a funny thing that love is, they say that all living things are capable of love, dogs, cats, fish, most everything is capable. The date is August 14, an unlucky day as the rain pours down upon the earth with unrelenting force. The southing sound of the rain hits the ground can not be disrupted for the sheer amount of noise is bewitching to the ears of others that none dare to disrupt its onslaught that is all but a single child. A child who is destined to have no love, this child's whimpers and wails ring out, trumping the rain's peaceful onslaught. The child that has just crawled from the womb of a whore is not graced with love of a mother nor a father but the scowl of whore and sneer of his father. He was not invited into this world with open arms, instead was welcomed with a turned back for the fact that the child shan't be loved. As the boy grew to his third year of life he was abandoned, given to the streets but not even the streets that take all want him. They scorned him, gave him hate, fear and loneliness like the rest. All that showed him these left a mark for the world to see. His mother gave him hair that shined and lustered with its silvery glow, his father gave him an eye of black where the gods gave him an eye of white. The streets, they gave him scars that covered from neck to toe. All these marks for others to see, for others to be warned that this boy was not t be loved, acknowledged or even shown grace. They where told to turn their backs, to ignore, to hate him for what he was born to be. Yet, this boy wished for one thing, to be loved. each day was torture, a fight for survival as every breath was painful, his stomached pleaded for food and his mind wanted love. No matter how much he ate, no matter what he did he always felt empty.... As if something was missing, like he never had it but should. As time went on the boy learned his place, he accepted the challenges, strived through them and became callus to the world. The boy had lost, given up on love and never learned why he felt empty. Fritz had become emotionless, he had abandoned all hopes, dreams and accepted that he was hated, not loved and dead already. As Fritz came to his 10th year of life he learned what he lacked, learned why he felt empty and why he wasn't loved. He was Soulless, stripped of a right that all have but him. Fritz's bleeding heart no longer bled, it instead closed itself to the world. The scars that Fritz has go further than the skin, they are buried into his heart, fashioned to the void inside him. As Fritz gave up he to a church, to give one last plea and to say his goodbyes. Upon walking into the church he heard a whisper,

"Your name is soulless" this is what brought Fritz to his enlightenment, that he was truly soulless. As he began to break down in the middle of the church he could only say one thing

"I'm Soulless! I'm Soulless!" as he said those words over and over again he was finally taken from that world. The world that never loved him had finally gotten rid of him. As the void of darkness swallowed him whole,all Fritz could feel was cold. He could hear his heart, echoing throughout the empty space, making a soft thump noise close to that of a watch wrapped in cotton. This space lies dark, empty like Fritz but holds something even Fritz has. Demons, just as every person tries to hide their demons in their soul Fritz exposes his, allowing the world to see each mark that has been left on him. These creatures of malice, sin and terror lie in wait for the boy, the empty boy. This place is the Empty, where demons reside to hide, grow and devour. As the dark descended upon Fritz and the horror that awaited him inside. This place too left its mark on Fritz but as the others took no time on their marks, the Empty laid its mark on him for six year. Entangling itself with him, teaching him all it has known, challenging him to the brink of death every day for six years. Each day was different but when the sixth year came Fritz had left, with his true name know and the marks laid. Fritz was finally claimed by another place, this place was called Illium, the land of the people who know their true names. Upon his arrival Fritz was forced into.... An academy for those of high school age that have learned their name and must learn their powers. This is Heart's Requiem!