Sigil

"It's cold as f*ck." Marcus leans back on his chair. 

"I woke up in this freezing cold cabin and was told to wait by Lucky. But I'm still thinking about what Mr.Trokk said back at his office. Who were my parents? And powerful?" He said while rubbing his hands together for warmth.

*Creeeak* The door opened slowly revealing a less intimidating version of Lucky. Standing at around 6 feet tall with a nice warm brown coat, curly hair and dark brown eyes. He had a more mature complexion to his face. I'd say he is about 40-50 years old.

"Allow me to properly introduce myself. Marcus Seer. My name is Charles "Lucky" Fedrick. I was a royal guard for the greater portion of my life. Now I work for Mr. Trokk."

"Hello. Sir Lucky..?" 

"Just call me lucky. We are here to awaken and train your sigil."

"My sigil?! You mean like what Mr. Trokk has?!" excited about this sudden news Marcus forgot he was even shivering from the cold.

"Yes. A sigil is your innate ability. Something you are born with. Usually hereditary. But there are some anomalies."

Entranced by this new information Marcus didn't even blink once. Though Mr. Lucky does seem very boring. With his monotone voice and very simple way of talking. Though for working with Mr.Trokk's he doesn't seem all that scary now that I think about it.

"A sigil is a mark from ancient times placed on a bloodline. Not every family has one. Not every sigil is powerful. However those with powerful or useful sigils tend to be high ranking officials or very powerful people."

"Were my parents powerful sigil users?" Curious Marcus blurted out.

"Yes. However having a powerful sigil doesn't necessarily mean you can be a powerful individual. For example, my family is known for being lower tier in the sigil ranking. Yet, I have defeated many powerful sigil users due to their lack of training, experience and creativity."

"Your parents were well loved by the emperor since their sigil could have brought mighty military power. They were mediocre with their abilities. So the emperor looked forward to their child. You."

Marcus thought for a moment.

"Well what is my sigil?" He finally built up the courage to ask after holding it in for a while.

"Come outside with me." Lucky stretched a bit and headed out through the creaky door. Marcus followed out into the cold outside.

It was snowing. A beautiful white coated forest. Freezing but beautiful. Marcus stared at the huge tree off in the distance never before has he seen one of that size.

"The only way to awaken a sigil. Is by forcing your body to feel a near death experience. Of course there are other methods but they're quite expensive. And you could use the lesson."

"Near-Death experience? How will-" 

*Boom!*

Lucky kicked Marcus in the gut sending him flying back. Marcus landed on the floor after passing 30 feet. 

*Cough Cough*

Marcus was bathing in his blood. The kick Lucky landed on him tore his stomach open. 

"I feel tired...w-what just happened…Am I really going to d-die here..? Though now that I think about it.. I really haven't done much as a person for myself. I don't th-think I've ever shown character.."

In the darkness Marcus sees a purple flame.

"W H Y   A R E   Y O U   S O   B O R I N G?   I S   M Y   H O S T   R E A L L Y 

T H I S   P A T H E T I C.  Y O U  A R E    S O    P L A I N. I   R E A L L Y    H O P E    A F T E R   O U R    M E R G E    I    W I L L    N O T    R E G R E T    T H I S."

"W-who are you..?"

"S H H H!"

Marcus's entire life passed by his mind. And as if it never happened he forgot it all. All he saw were purple flames.

His wounds burned with the flames healing and after 5 minutes he opened his eyes.

"So it seems to have worked. Your name is Marcus Seer. I didn't tell you this before (not that it matters) but it's said when someone awakens their sigil. They abandon everything from before and live a new life. That's because you lose all recollection of the past. And your personality drastically alters. As if you are a new person."

As Marcus got up and wiped the blood from his mouth. He looked at his hands. He noticed two marks on both of his palms. One resembled a red flame. The other resembled a purple droplet. 

"You see. Your parents were blessed with powerful sigils. Fire and acid. Sadly they weren't talented. Plus they were too ambitious. However, they didn't have the power to fulfill their ambitions. That's what led to their death. From the start the emperor didn't have much hopes for them. However you on the other hand. Will train for 3 years with me and get the basics down. That way you can help Mr.Trokk fulfill his plan and earn your freedom."

"Earn my freedom?" Marcus didn't seem amused by that. 

"Yes."

"Why should I help him?"

"Because if you don't you'll die. You feel that scar under your left eye. That's a brand Mr.Trokk set on you. If you disobey we can track you and kill you."

"Tsk. First day and I am already someone's toy?" 

"Look at it as you please but you have no other choice." 

"Now be thankful that the universal ability of the sigil gives you regeneration and a stronger body compared to people without one. Starting now till 6 months you have to survive from my barrage of attacks. You can not leave the forest. You can fight back all you want. I will not kill you. You must also learn to use your sigil and how to use it in combat. We begin now"

End