CaptainNexus616
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 17, 2014
Pain that was what he felt. The world was nothing but a blur, he felt like a cork floating in a sea desperately trying to stay afloat. Fragments of though so desperately trying to piece together into conscious thoughts and memories. Yet...nothing.
A startled gasp escaped the lips of 19 year old dark haired boy with green eyes. Dressed only in a plain white shirt and black pants he laid on his back as the rain poured down upon him. The smell of metal was in the air turning his gaze to the source. A large inhuman monster laid nearby, its body was ripped to pieces by what appeared to be lacerations,puncture wounds, and burns from what the boy assumed was fire.
Where was he? Eyes turned to the landscape, it was some kind of forest. It was still ódaytime out despite the downpour. Pulling himself up from the mud, the boy yelped in pain that shot through his chest before falling back to the ground.
What happened to him? Why was there some kind of monster's corpse near him? Did he kill it? How did he kill it? Wait was he a wizard? How did he know that? Who was he? That final question made the boy grasp at the spikey dark hair trying to remember who he was and how he got where he was. Only a single word came to mind.
Azrael
That was his name. His name was Azrael. "H-Hello?!" his voice was loud but hurt. His throat was sore but it didn't stop the panic that consumed him as he got back to his feet slower than before. The mud caking his attire and skin as he stumbled forward. "Is anyone there?!" Azrael asked out towards the environment hoping someone was nearby.
A startled gasp escaped the lips of 19 year old dark haired boy with green eyes. Dressed only in a plain white shirt and black pants he laid on his back as the rain poured down upon him. The smell of metal was in the air turning his gaze to the source. A large inhuman monster laid nearby, its body was ripped to pieces by what appeared to be lacerations,puncture wounds, and burns from what the boy assumed was fire.
Where was he? Eyes turned to the landscape, it was some kind of forest. It was still ódaytime out despite the downpour. Pulling himself up from the mud, the boy yelped in pain that shot through his chest before falling back to the ground.
What happened to him? Why was there some kind of monster's corpse near him? Did he kill it? How did he kill it? Wait was he a wizard? How did he know that? Who was he? That final question made the boy grasp at the spikey dark hair trying to remember who he was and how he got where he was. Only a single word came to mind.
Azrael
That was his name. His name was Azrael. "H-Hello?!" his voice was loud but hurt. His throat was sore but it didn't stop the panic that consumed him as he got back to his feet slower than before. The mud caking his attire and skin as he stumbled forward. "Is anyone there?!" Azrael asked out towards the environment hoping someone was nearby.