I was slowly following behind the man I call Old Man Barnes, humming softly as I walked along as I slowly sunk into my memories.
My mother sat on a chair while I knelt before her as she gently brushed my silvery hair that, albeit beautiful, had split ends and lacked a luscious gloss, making it look bland and dreary. My mother hummed as she as gently as possible combed through all my tangles warming my heart, the pain of the tangles paled compared to the constant beatings of my father that demon. Thinking so, I became slightly more cheerful and hummed along with my mother until I thought of something.
"Mother, can you tell me a story?" I looked back at her, giving her a toothy grin. My face had a couple scratches and bruises that covered in small bandages, turning my appearance to that of a mummy.
"Sure Hun, how about the Creation Of The World?" She smiled warmly asking me and I vigorously nodded in excitement.
She began speaking softly while brushing my hair "In the beginning there was nothing besides the Supreme God Alphonso, feeling lonely Alphonso made a planet, but he suddenly felt it was too bland so he started carving valleys, oceans, mountains and all that we know today. Alphonso felt something was missing. He made magical beasts and plants, granting them the ability to use mana. He soon grew bored, because only a few especially high-levelled monsters could speak with him. He made dwarves, humans, elves, beast-men, spirits and demons alike, giving each a particular strength and weakness so they may survive. Some were granted mana so they may use magic, others granted superior physical prowess and some could use magic through contracted spirits able to wield magic. What do you think happened after?"
"Then they lived happily ever after?" I looked up with expectant eyes.
"Unfortunately, no, it was not so simple," She gave me a wry smile before continuing "They all lived in harmony until they started fighting on which creation the Supreme God loved most; his most perfect creation. This caused many wars between them so the Supreme God split each race up and gave them their respective continent separating them and could only contact each other through means only the Supreme God knew. The dwarves got the Darfalus Continent, the elves got the Lapialis Continent, the demons inhabited Dorkman Continent, the humans got the Rufus continent and finally the beast-men got ownership over the Brulia Continent. Finally appeased, the Supreme God made Gods specialized in their own special areas to rule over and maintain the world in his absence. Feeling satisfied, the Supreme God disappeared to a place no one knows about, and we are proud inhabitants of Rufus."
"Wow!! Alphonso must be super duper strong!" I sighed in exasperation and awe, but mother threw me a stern glance. "M-ma-mother??"
"Indigo you cannot refer to the Supreme God by his name you must be respectful and call him Supreme God or Supreme God Alphonso understand me?" She stared at me with such an oppressive aura that it scared me.
"Yes, mother, I apologize," I lowered my head in shame I felt a warm slender hand pat me on the head, I looked up to see a gentle soothing smile plastered on her face.
"It's ok, don't be scared, just don't make that mistake again," I nodded my head to her warning with so much force it made me dizzy.
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"In..... Indi..... In..."
"... INDI!!" I jolted hearing my name and shook my head back and forth to bring me back to reality. "Yes?" I remembered I was walking with old man Barnes to his supposed house, where he would shelter me and teach me the ropes.
"Where der ya think yer are that ya can daydream like dat," the old man looked back at me and I could faintly see the spit balls flying out his mouth.
"Sorry," I instinctively replied
"Eh, looka, we're here!" He pointed at a little shack or rather some strategically placed planks of wood and dried grass that formed what seemed to be a shack, however, I was not about to get picky after all I could all relate to living in a tiny hut that felt like it would topple with a gentle breeze and it made me feel a sense of kinship towards him. I smiled faintly. Although the man was smelly, I would not mind thinking of him as a comrade plagued by the misfortune of life. That shallow thought, however, was one I would come to regret after all no one does anything without a purpose, I learnt that the hard way.