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hsjen

Autor: Timmru
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Welcome to my mind, My name is... Well it was James Morrow, Right now I am not sure? We are experiencing this together as it seems. Let me explain before I get off topic. I was a seventy one year old man, And I died. Oh don't worry no fret, I died at an old age and of natural causes. Although the flood of white that washed over my soul made me feel warm, so I am not mad that I passed away. I had lived a fairly good life. In my younger years I was a hikikimori. Or as my family called me A neet. One day I found peace in being alone that is when I met her... The love of my life Janelle Morrow, My wife. We lived together until a few years ago, when she passed away from cancer. She lived till a ripe 60 and passed. We had two children that are presently two upstanding citizens. When I passed they were both so busy that neither one saw me. Oh, No, Its not a regret, I am happy they both cried for me but I told them to cut that sh*t out! Tears are best spent on someone who dies young, Or for mothers Who pass. I was just an old man who had made up his mind. And so peacefully, pridefully, And silently I died. Or so I thought? After I fell into my, what was supposed to be eternal slumber I awoke. I was appearing as a child I couldn't move to well, My hands were tiny. I felt cold and no one was holding me? I am just laying on the ground... Guess I am to die twice? My eyes shot open as I forced myself into moving Although my body didn't respond well I eventually got the ability to look up. Turns out I was in someone's arms... They were just cold and lifeless already. I assume it was my mother, She had tears frozen to her face and I was wrapped in a golden bubble with a pink blanket. Looking around more I saw a stone statue in fact I saw a row of them, This face I had seen it before somewhere? The statues so awe imposed stood clearly I looked around harder trying to figure out what was happening. To my dismay the statue in front of me broke, When it did I felt the pressure smash past me. its head fell to in front of me and my deceased family member. It had tears falling from its eyes or so I thought, As the rain smashed like a Wave. Beside the head was a stone plaque, On it were words I couldn't read. I don't know how long I stared into this words but nothing... I got to the bottom of the plaque only for me to see words I could read! I spoke them aloud within my mind loud and clear! "Rico Nemorinsis Silver, Here lies the founder of new catalyst." My eyes shone bright as I read that for some reason I felt like... Like I knew that name? After my mind settled my body began to shine!? I felt an audio play through my head like telepathy?! As it cleared I heard his voice clash into my mind. " Hi kid, Long time no see huh?" I cleared my throat to speak but only goo goo and some gas came out. I then had no choice to listen because he continued. "Don't talk man Its not like you can, I should start with this though Welcome to catalyst!" "This realm is only the beginning for you but you don't know that yet, As my heir of inheritance, I name you Shall name you Rin Nemorinsis morrow silver, anything you want to add?" I thought clearly in black and white, Such a long name... " Hey be respectful of your Great grandfathers will!" Grand father? Will? I rambled in my head as to an answer where had I heard this name before?! Who is who's great grandson? before I could think up a true storm he answered me. "this is the last of my power Little Nemo, But this is not the last of my will. In this world YOU and That little Sister You have are all that are left. I give you my name, Titles, And claim you as my Heir. Thus You are now the Heir, Nemorinsis Of avarice! Live with it! figure it out! Find Raven and celebrate your Tenth birthday well. I am Sorry It was you! But I am glad you lived long and well Sparrow."

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