The Threads of fate

" Some people say that your fate is always sealed, some say it bullshit, but some people change the fate and we call them heroes and some tries to stop them, we call them villans"

Story unfolds with a body of man lying on the white floor and as the floor extends to nothingness, everything was white and as far as you can see this white nothingness engulfed everything. Only thing some one could see was the a man lying with dusty and torn clothes, his condition reminded those of who fought in imperial wars as mercenaries.

Those days mercenaries were the people who made bread and death too close , you never knew when your are going to die as mercenary, "imperial bastards only used them as canon fooder on the front-lines just like the imperial soldiers who didn't come from noble background"

But why they choose to be a mercenary?, what else can you be in the continent of Magad, the only thing a common man could do was to became a farmer and die of famines or to spend his whole life playing with death in the exchange of few coins which didn't last the night of celebration of atleast making up to the next day, only if some thief didn't choose you to be his feast,

This was the life of the people in continent of magad, can you imagine living this life for even a day, you probably won't.

Now back to, that man reminded of mercenaries, but what was he doing there in the nothingness, "THE ANSWER MY FRIEND IS YES" a loud voice echoed in the nothingness, 

" Ahh", grunted the man as he woke up from that sound only to found himself in the whole new mess.

" The fuck is this, the fuck am I and the fuck is going on" shouted the man in pure rage.

" AH, SO IT SEEMS THAT WHAT I HAVE HEARD ABOUT THE MERCENARIES WAS TRUE, THEY DON'T SEEMS TO FRIENDLY" a voice echoed again from the nothingness,

" BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO FEAR, THIS IS JUST A DREAM AND ABOUT ME, OKAY LISTEN YOU NEED TO GET OUT OF THE ROOM YOUR CURRENTLY BEING TRAPPED OF AND THE KEY TO THAT IS YOUR SKILLS, RAVEN 

DON'T DIE AND WE SHALL MEET AGAIN" as soon the voice stopped suddenly raven fell to the ground as his eyes slowly closed.

But to surprise, when he opened his eyes , he found himself in the pitch dark room made of concrete bricks,

Poorly painted and the few candles burning up there on side walls spread the little light patches all around the room.

It was like your medieval type room which was used to lock people inside, as he stroll himself inside he found that there was no way outside except of going through door, but the biggest problem was any kind of patrol because there is always some people guarding up people who are locked.

Raven spent hours hearing every moment of the guard at the vicinty of the door by putting his ear close the door, the main thing he noticed that the guards are only passing in front of the door every four hours , so it meant that he can move with this plan after 1 hour of them being passed.

As he unlocked the door with the pin he had in his pocket, it was something that he learn after years scouting the enemy areas as a mercenary , and being locked up was not new thing in forty years of raven's life, and skills like this was a must for a person in raven's field of work.

As he opened the door only to find himself in big aleyway extending to both sides and he could see ways both sides and there were several doors just like the one he was trapped in 

And he could think of lot of people being trapped like him and he didn't wanted to get himself into this thing because he wasn't any messiah, the only thing he wanted to do was to get out of this place, so he started walking left-side slowly being leaned toward the wall and without making any sound.

As he reached the end of the alley, he could hear soldier standing there and smoking, the strange idea struck his mind which he had used many times in his life to disguise himself as patrol soldier, which worked on most times unless you get strucked with fellow acquaintaces ,because no matter how lowly the post there will be people who will recognize them.

Stealth attacks were raven's speciality, this skills dates back when raven was twenty year old thief roaming aimlessly on the streets of ragnar, the east coast city of magad. He was quite successful as a thief but one day he found himself got struck in the between of the gang-war,he wouldn't be able to survive, if old master wasn't there , some people say that he was greatest thief of magad who spent his time of retirement in west coast city because not many people came there, due to being forntier to the kingdom of mesodam, most of city was filled with mercenaries because of imperial wars,

So to subdue the soldier raven attacked ferrocily from back and the flawless movement and speed didn't gave that soldier any moment of reaaction ," thd ,ahh" soldier's body fell to the floor,