The beginning
"Once upon a time, a woman with teeth that shined as if pearls and eyes that sparkled like stars, her grey and white hair, lay rested of her pale white skin. She stretched over to open the wooden cupboard surrounded by cobblestone walls with a texture like ice she groaned and looked inside, she was met with a steak from the plumpest bison in the land, and wine from the ripest grapes, the woman sighed in admiration, she wondered what the man behind the wall looked like, she had been in this tower for 5 years due to the disobedience she had towards her father, she was ordered to waste the rest of her days rotting in a tower, she couldn't even free herself as she was only 17 when she was caged away, members of the royal family could choose to wait until the age of 18 to unlock there magic to practice mana control with no stress to the mana pool while others were forced to unlock theres if they were lucky enough to have magic. 'Princess, please wait for me, give me more time and I promise I will free you' the man spoke and soon spoke it into reality. The man managed to break the seal on the tower and free the princess 'you...' the princess cried and embraced him 'Thank you' the man put his hand on the princesses shoulder and looked into the tower, blood. Blood, smeared on the wall, formed into paintings. The man looked away and dismissed it he smiled and led the princess through luscious grass, the lighting of the land shifted as the 2 moved. The man brought the princess to his home, in vwealion the man brought the princess to his chambers and took her innocence… the 2 layed on the bed and drifted to sleep up the smooth wooden roof… the princess sat in bed, with her book in hand, it had been 8 months since she was pregnant with the mans baby, she was royalty harboring a commoners baby. But she was in love with him. The ink from the pen gently touched the paper while she rubbed the leather exterior.
*Tap*
*Tap*
She turned, and froze. She was met by a demon, her hands began to stop drawing as she stood, she backed away. She was completely defensive due to her disobedience. The demon broke through the window and snatched the princess, the princess was brung into the demons layer and raped… the demon came back with the princess 3 weeks later and showcased his evil grin to the village. No one dared approached some didn't even dare to look. Walking passed all of the familiar stands the princess started to cry, she continued walking beside the demon which told everything. Upon arriving home she entered without knocking. The man sat there on the floor, he looked up at her as tears formed in his eyes. She looked down, not at him but to her side he looked as well. In her arm rest a wooven basket with a wooven0 Lol lpplq
L it and lifted up a baby the man gasped "W-What is it?" He asked. The princess sighed and spoke " Are. Baby." The man stood "Grace… dont tell me..." The princess nodded. The man muttered underneath his breath "Im sorry… T̴̮̠̲͈̥̑̐͂̀ơ̴̤̹͖͓̈́̈́͑̓̓̓̎͘ ̵̡̼̮̫͇͙̺̼͎̂̎̏̓̍͜s̷̡̡̨̪̖̟͈̖̣̋͝ͅė̴͖̳͇̻̦͙̌̽̎̈̅̓͊̊̈r̷̜͖͊͂̈̿͝v̶̱̣̔̊ę̶̲̼͚̞̮̲̮̳̀̉͐̆̈́͒͂̆̐͌ͅ ̶̧̗̻̒̎̈́̌̀m̷̼͖̌͛͑͐͌̚͝e̵͎̤͈͈̩̘̩͔͂͐̍̀̿͑̈́̑͝ ̷̮̝̟̈́̒̇̿̒f̴̺̠̦̼̯̔̃̾̈́͂́͐͑͘͜͠o̵͚͓̟̭̤̱͈̙͕̓ŗ̵͙̣̞̲̥͙̼͚̥̊̅ ̴̨̟̗͕͓͇̖͈̂͌̐͌̈g̶̮̳̲̙͎̍́̓̃͂͋͂̚l̷̺͛͒̓͐͒̊͝ͅo̵̬̤͎̙͍̫͐́̓̊r̸̩̜̥͍̜̻̼̰̱̍̈́̓̚y̸̻͚̠̍̚̚ͅ ̴̙̹̏̈̏̓͑͠a̵̺̻̱̿͜n̴̡̤͓̘̘̋̅͌́͑͂ḋ̸̦̤̈́͘ͅ ̸͎̃̉͗͝ṽ̵͈͚̦͈̺͖̲͑͌͋i̵͇͔̬̺͖̦͕̽̄̃̐̄̈́̏͠ć̴̞̯̱̰̦͒̑͋͝t̵̢̛̎̄̑͒̔̓͛̒ͅo̴̜̪̟̹̹͇͍̠̖͙̾͒̇̆̈́͘̕r̶̡͇̣͙̣̦͐̄̅̇̀͑̃͘͝y̶̨̡̻̥̥͈̹̥͖̋̾̓̎̐̿̐̃͘ͅ ̸̨̨̛̗̼͖̚̚C̷̙̺̈́́̀o̷̬̮̍̓̄̂͋̌́m̵̖̙̞̹͇͍͙̬̘̫̈́̓̄͂̅ę̸̱͉̦̐̈́͊͊̀̍͗̅́ ̴̢̢͓̣̫̰̩̓͑͒̏͛̆̇̆̒̍ṭ̸̪̦̍̋̈́̇o̶̯̞̐ ̶̨͈͖͍̫̼̲̞̦̓͐͆̎͝m̴̯̲͖͍̭̏̇̈́̊͜ế̸̱̙̥͕͚͚̭͓̲̜ ̴̳͍͓̲̱̠̺͒m̴̡̹̲͎̠͖̠̗̫̞͒̑͗̐̔̃̉̒̏͝y̶̥̩̣͈͊̍̏͋̀̕ͅ ̵̠̙̰̰̳̦̼͔̬̌̕͝t̷̢̮̹̪̝͕̺̬̺̆͛͘̕͜͝ṑ̷͉̓͒͝o̵̯̓̀̿ḻ̶̉s̸̢̧̮̞̫̥̅̆.
In his hands appeared 2 blue daggers he charged at the princess and
*Slice*
Blood. Blood everywhere. Blood on her. Blood on the baby. Blood on the man. He continued to slice away at her flesh while the baby watched. The princess refused to die even after the many stab wounds she lived of. The man grabbed the princess and slit her throat… he picked the baby up and...
*Crying*
He looked at the baby the babys skin went from pinkish to red, its eyes went from ocean blue to red crosses for pupils he no longer had the panicked and dropped the baby
*Screeching*
He went to stab the baby but
*Crash*
The demon came crashing through the window and killed the man
*Roar*
The baby jumped over the mans dead body and began feasting on his corpse… after it got done devouring its father's and mother's mana and bodies it shrieked in pain and a wing pertrueded from its red skin, one of the child's teeth elongated and stuck just out of its mouth and onto its lip, sharpening as it stretched, its skin slowly went from a red gradient to a white one. And it fell to its knees and passed out."
Reed woke up and wiped his forehead, he scanned through his room, looking past the dusty bookshelf pushed against the old wooden bed beside his, 'where's Aalan' he thought he opened the door and stepped into the hallway, the texture of red carpet was grainy but soft, it engulfed half of his feet as he stepped through the dimly lit hallway, he greeted the nearby kids in the shelter as he stepped through.
He walked into the living quarters and was greeted by aalan sitting one of the 6 benches, he inhaled lightly, enjoying the smell of pie he looked around as he skimmed past the mat on the floor and the raggedy stove diveded by a small wall along with a fridge, he stepped towards the bench and sat "hey Alaan" he spoke as he nodded, "happy birthday little bro" Alaan said as he put his hand on reed's shoulder "finally 14 huh, feel like a man yet?" Alaan luaghed as he talked, Reed shrugged "Maybe, Maybe not. don't forget your only a 2 days older then me" he luaghed and asked "is this pie are's?" Alaan put a thumbs up and gestured for him to eat.
He picked up a knife and started to slice the pie into somewhat thin pieces, Alaan sighed as he watched Reed "Reed… tomorrow, tomorrow if… tomorrow if I don't have magic i'll be sent to the factories and be forced to work off the debt I owe from the last 9 years an-" he was interrupted "you'll be fine Alaan" Reed smiled and took a bite from the pie "your right, I don't know what I was thinking" Alaan laughed awkwardly and cut a piece of pie.
After dinner Alaan excused his self, Reed stood and walked over to the front door, he stepped outside ignoring the village surrounding him. He arrived in front of the forest just east of his village and walked in, the forest is just as he always remembered, green, same flowers flourishing, same animals chirping and same training area, the training area consists of three bullseyes lined up, a log verticle of them and a table pressed on the side of the log 'time to train" he pressed his back against a tree and spoke "T̴̮̠̲͈̥̑̐͂̀ơ̴̤̹͖͓̈́̈́͑̓̓̓̎͘ ̵̡̼̮̫͇͙̺̼͎̂̎̏̓̍͜s̷̡̡̨̪̖̟͈̖̣̋͝ͅė̴͖̳͇̻̦͙̌̽̎̈̅̓͊̊̈r̷̜͖͊͂̈̿͝v̶̱̣̔̊ę̶̲̼͚̞̮̲̮̳̀̉͐̆̈́͒͂̆̐͌ͅ ̶̧̗̻̒̎̈́̌̀m̷̼͖̌͛͑͐͌̚͝e̵͎̤͈͈̩̘̩͔͂͐̍̀̿͑̈́̑͝ ̷̮̝̟̈́̒̇̿̒f̴̺̠̦̼̯̔̃̾̈́͂́͐͑͘͜͠o̵͚͓̟̭̤̱͈̙͕̓ŗ̵͙̣̞̲̥͙̼͚̥̊̅ ̴̨̟̗͕͓͇̖͈̂͌̐͌̈g̶̮̳̲̙͎̍́̓̃͂͋͂̚l̷̺͛͒̓͐͒̊͝ͅo̵̬̤͎̙͍̫͐́̓̊r̸̩̜̥͍̜̻̼̰̱̍̈́̓̚y̸̻͚̠̍̚̚ͅ ̴̙̹̏̈̏̓͑͠a̵̺̻̱̿͜n̴̡̤͓̘̘̋̅͌́͑͂ḋ̸̦̤̈́͘ͅ ̸͎̃̉͗͝ṽ̵͈͚̦͈̺͖̲͑͌͋i̵͇͔̬̺͖̦͕̽̄̃̐̄̈́̏͠ć̴̞̯̱̰̦͒̑͋͝t̵̢̛̎̄̑͒̔̓͛̒ͅo̴̜̪̟̹̹͇͍̠̖͙̾͒̇̆̈́͘̕r̶̡͇̣͙̣̦͐̄̅̇̀͑̃͘͝y̶̨̡̻̥̥͈̹̥͖̋̾̓̎̐̿̐̃͘ͅ ̸̨̨̛̗̼͖̚̚C̷̙̺̈́́̀o̷̬̮̍̓̄̂͋̌́m̵̖̙̞̹͇͍͙̬̘̫̈́̓̄͂̅ę̸̱͉̦̐̈́͊͊̀̍͗̅́ ̴̢̢͓̣̫̰̩̓͑͒̏͛̆̇̆̒̍ṭ̸̪̦̍̋̈́̇o̶̯̞̐ ̶̨͈͖͍̫̼̲̞̦̓͐͆̎͝m̴̯̲͖͍̭̏̇̈́̊͜ế̸̱̙̥͕͚͚̭͓̲̜ ̴̳͍͓̲̱̠̺͒m̴̡̹̲͎̠͖̠̗̫̞͒̑͗̐̔̃̉̒̏͝y̶̥̩̣͈͊̍̏͋̀̕ͅ ̵̠̙̰̰̳̦̼͔̬̌̕͝t̷̢̮̹̪̝͕̺̬̺̆͛͘̕͜͝ṑ̷͉̓͒͝o̵̯̓̀̿ḻ̶̉s̸̢̧̮̞̫̥̅̆"
His right hand began to glow a bright light blue and a book appeared in his hand, the book had a leathery texture, and a brown color, his face was imprinted on it with braille as the edges protruded black he looked at the book closely, everything looked the same, even the fact that the book only had one page. He opened the book and read the words to see if anything changed "inanimate materialization" written in shining silver letters, nothing had changed the same whitish yellow page divided into 5 uneven parts still there, first "material" second "behavior" third "color" fourth " size and last, the "drawing area', he pressed his palm against the page and lifted the back of his hand, dragging his finger across the drawing area, as his finger glided through across residue of his mana was left behind.
He lifted his finger and moved to the material part and wrote "wood" for the behavior he wrote "firm and still" he also wrote down "1'5 feet" for size and Color he wrote "brown" since all the trees around were spruce, he thought he wouldn't be questioned about it. 'done' he thought, suddenly the page started to glow, a faight light blue began engulfing the page from the roght side to the left, the continued to grow, until a bright blue engulfed the page and a brown hilt came from the page rising until the whole sword emerged, He grabbed the hilt and pulled it out.