Prologue

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨?"

Zarian walked through the hallway, the sound of his foot steps echoing throughout the empty white hallway.

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨?"

He looked down to his waist, on his right side lay a longsword, the hilt having a brilliant violet gem that occasionally flashed.

He was all alone. No one else was in this hallway, just him.

"𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨?"

At the end of the seemingly infinite hallway stood a large white door, the silver handle glistening under the lights, and he was about to reach it after hours of walking.

His hands twitched with excitement as he closed in on the door. He stopped, inches away, before closing his eyes and praying.

"Please, let this finally be 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧. I'm 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝. I want my 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝." He muttered in the softest voice he could make, almost in a begging tone.

His body wouldn't stop trembling as he reached out. The moment his hand touched the door, a silverish electricity crackled around the hand inflicting pain upon him.

He moved his hand away from the door, his face darkening.

[𝘼𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙐𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚.]

[𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐭.]

He bit his lips and clenched his fists. After all this time, and effort, they were still rejecting him?

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨? It's 𝙋𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨."

He looked at the door handle with disdain, before turning around with disgust.

He began walking back, through the seemingly infinite white hallway. His hopes were crushed, and he was sick of it. This wasn't the first, second, or third time.

"𝙎𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨?"

On his way through the hallway, he briefly glanced at the black door at the very beginning of the hallway. It wasn't the one he came in from, nor was it one he ever planned on going through, but perhaps... it was time to take another path. To try something new.

"𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙨 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙝."