On Earth, in the United States, in a special area near New York is Black Daemi. He was a man who was respected a lot at his company, Sandshard Co. He was the main Scenario lead, as well as a minor Character designer in name. He got his starts working on the hit game Earths Wrath for the company when he was just a fresh hire. Recently however, Everyone has been noticing that he's been overworking himself, and wearing a White robe at almost any chance he can get, as well as having his blonde brown hair get messy. Sometimes he'd even stay overnight in the company, working on it.
The reason why he was like this, was because Land of the Gods, the new game they were working on after their Rival, Shugor Corporation Inc. Ltd. released their third hit game in their multimillion dollar series Petulant Critters 3 (Play the first and currently only game Here!), was a series that one of his acquaintances in the story department came up with, so he felt obligated to make this the best he's ever made Scenarios and to help out in character designs to more accurately lean towards their ideas.
On one particular night, when Black just finished the halfway point for the scenarios, as well as fleshing out some side scenarios, Black stretched harshly, having finally finished what he wanted to do in these past three days. After ordering some food, he sat down in the company break room couch to wait for his delivery from MgRonalds, he heard a soft voice gently whisper to him in a soft, female voice, "Sleep, child You have worked hard. You deserve some rest." Following so, he slowly closed his eyes.
Upon arrival at the video game company, the Delivery driver for MgRonalds was buzzed into the office by the security guard after confirming with a recent text from Mr. Daemi that he had ordered some food. The 17-year-old male was lead up to the break room, where both of them saw Mr. Daemi sleeping there, almost peacefully it seems like. The security guard had smiled and shrugged while looking at the kid, before going over and shaking his arm lightly.
"Mr. Daemi. Your order is here." No response. "Mr... Daemi?…" He muttered, as the kid was starting to look freaked out.
"M-Mr Security Guard...? I-is there supposed to be frothy red stuff around his mouth?" The security guard went wide-eyed after hearing what the kid said, before quickly checking Mr. Daemis pulse. Silence. The Security guard let out a short, sad, grieving sigh, as he had started to become friends with Mr. Daemi, but now...
"Kid... Call 911. Tell them to come to this address. Also tell them that the patient appears to have suffered from an overworking induced Heart Attack, and has no pulse." The kids eyes somehow widened even more like a cats eyes.
"D-does that... does that mean he's dead...?"
"KID! LISTEN TO ME AND CALL THEM NOW." The Security guard firmly stated, as he watched the kid shake and immediately take out his phone and call 911. "Dammit, Mr. Daemi. Why'd you have to go off and die on my shift?.."
The person the Guard was referring to opened his eyes. What he saw in front of him was a forest of green, tall trees, and a field of blue-green grass. He also felt his height was very short. As he slowly scanned around with just his eyes, unable to move for some reason on his back, he noticed an older woman who looked like she was 80 walking towards him. She had no cane, and her eyes looked clear, but her back was hunched, as the gray haired old lady with a kind face slowly moved towards him. Before stopping in front of him before reaching down, and picking him straight up. She seemed to have a sad face as she stared at him now.
"Oh dear... The Pixies brought an abandoned child here have they...? Poor thing... Palthua, I thank you for saving this child, you may go and do as you wish." She said, speaking the last part to a tiny humanoid with almost insect like wings, who was wearing a green dress of what appeared to be woven grass, and her tiny green hair in a pin up. The Pixie nodded to her, before looking at Black quietly. Nodding, and then flowing away into the air towards the east, along with four other pixies of the same look. After this, the old woman smiled down at Black, as her white robe fluttered lightly in the wind. She looked almost holy as she started to talk.
"Child, I know not if you will remember this day. But here on this day is when I, Cynthia Alainqst, took you in as my own. As such, I will grant you a name. Your name shall be Damien, and I hope in the future, after I pass, You will be able to live easily with the next one who takes care of you. But for now, you may see me as a Surrogate Mother. I will teach you what I know. By the 12 Majors and 18 Minors, I wish for this and swear. I will protect you until my dying days. I do not give you my last name, as the family known as Alainqst exists no more, and is naught but considered a stain upon the Empires Nobles." She rattled off, as I tilted my head at her, before I suddenly felt and heard a loud GUUURRUGUHHHHH coming from my stomach. This Cynthia laughed lightly, shaking her head, before speaking in a soft voice.
"How cute. Mr. Damien is already hungry. Let's go then, I will make you a meal even a baby can eat. However, in the future, I hope you can gather me some meat from the forest, O-ho! You can pay me back for all I have and will do for you at that time." She said smiling, as she slowly headed back to a log cabin, that had a white pedestal with a burning fire on top of it with no discernable power source.
'This place is definitely not Earth... What with Pixies and whatever this pedestal is... Huu... Guess I better be prepared to live without technology... I'll miss you, toilet paper!' Thought the baby Damien, as he started to cry out almost uncontrollably as the reality sets in for him, although this is interpreted as hunger by the Granny as Hunger, leading to more shaking of the head and O-hoing.
This is Damien's Story in the Land of Gods.