3 Chapter 1.3

I am but a ghost, lonely. I have no reason, no will, no hope. It seems that I will be here forever.

*whooosh

Woah, why is there a large accumulation of energy over there? Looks like a dangerous beast, I guess someone else will handle it, let's get outta here. Wait a second, it's sucking me in! What should I do, I may have died before but I don't want to do it agaaaaiiiii....

*Poooof

... I'm alive????...looking around I seem to be in a forest...and before me stands an old man... I'm frEaaKiNg out here, what's going oooon.

"Who are you?!?"

The old man pauses for a bit and looks at me with interest.

"What do you want you perv!!!" I tried to slap him, but it seemed like time slowed down, it felt like ages for my hand to make contact with him. "What was that?"

The old man smiled and said "Power..."

"... are you sure, it felt like you put on a time spell..."

Now that I have calmed down, I took a great look at him. He seemed to be a man of seventy, old and frail, but I knew he was powerful, probably the most powerful I have ever seen. But acted like a child...=|

"I gotta go take a piss, be right back." After hours I started to worry, how long does it take a man to piss...

Soon after a young man came trough the woods. "Who are you!?!?" I asked

"Are we playing that game again....? Surely you remember. I only reversed my lifespan.''

"What are you talking about... Only type 0 mages can do that an there's only one..."

After saying that the young man started to think, no not think he was planning, the air around me started to dry, my body seemed to be loosing power, plants seemed to lose color and wither away. What was this power. Just from thinking to kill he is able to kill...monster.

"You, girl. I give you the name Omorfia(Beauty), serve me or die."

Chills ran down my spine, for the first time I understood what overwhelming power meant. It meant destruction of everything that holds it back everything that has betrayed it.

"I humbly accept the name... thank you, my Lord"

In this forest was the start of something wicked, a power without control seeking revenge on those, that have forsaken him.