In a dark room with only a single chair sat a man, or maybe he was just a boy. But let us call him a man, because no one had ever asked him what he was. It's not like anyone would dare ask for which age anyone was anymore, so even if someone spoke to him, they wouldn't have known. He sat there alone, not expecting anyone to come by. No, he was sure that no one would come, who should it be? He didn't know anyone.
- I must be the loneliest person on Earth
He said looking out into the darkness. To his surprise someone answered:
- No, you're not
He looked around trying to see the person talking to him, it had been a long time since someone had last spoken to him, but it was too dark, he couldn't see a thing.
- Who is then?
He asked. Not sure how anyone could be any lonelier, because what is lonelier than never seeing or talking to anyone, he couldn't figure it out.
- You remember how this all started?
The voice asked him. Of course, he remembered, or he had been told anyway. That year where everything changed a thousand years ago.
- I have been told
He told the voice.
- But in fact, you probably don't know
He couldn't understand what the voice meant, everyone knew about it, they even teach about it in school. How it all came so suddenly, and how the clan heads started ruling.
- What do you mean?
He asked.
- Most people don't know the details
The voice told him, it sounded like she found it obvious.
- Why?
He asked
- There was no reason to tell everyone
It sounded like the voice had something to do with it, he couldn't understand how, was she one of those old monsters?
- What happened back then?
Of course, he wanted to know, and most of all, he wanted to keep talking to someone else than himself.
- It all started on a random day