I opened my eyes for the first time. I couldn't wait to see what this new life would be like. Would it be similar to the previous life, where even the young worked their lives away, or would it be a life full of excitement and adventure. The first thing I saw was a pretty good indication that this life may not be too great after all. My first sight was what I presumed to be the face of my father. He was utterly disgusted at what he was looking at. Which strangely enough was me, his first born son. "Mary what in the kings name is this thing"? "What do you mean John lift him up so that I can see my little angel". "Mary this is no angel. More like a demon". I heard my father say as he rushed across the room. "John no! What are you doing?". "This thing has to die Mary! This is not our son!". The next thing I knew a large sword was raised above my fathers head and it was barreling downward towards me. "John no stop! Please John don't do this!". I heard my mother plea over and over as my father bashed his sword against me time and time again. My blood gushed, splattered, and spilled all over the room. "Why is he not dead? His health is stuck at 1. I have sliced, bashed, and beaten this thing. It should be dead!". I laid there on the floor still conscious but unable to move at all. I couldn't even cry, but I could still hear and smell as if nothing had happened to me. I was in a great deal of pain, but just as my father said I wasn't dead. "Mary tell nobody about this thing. Say that the baby wasn't healthy and that it died after birth". My mother laid in the bed crying and screaming. "What are you doing John don't take him away! Don't take my baby from me!".
Well this is awesome. I have been alive for ten minutes, and I'm already on deaths door. I have no knowledge of this world at all and I am tied up by a rope and being drug behind a horse, in the middle of the night, that my father is guiding through the woods. After what seemed like forever the horse finally came to an abrupt halt. My father hopped down from the steed and walked to the back side of it. He then cut the rope loose with a hunting knife he had tucked away in his waist. He picked me up and laid me next to the door of a large log cabin. Just as fast as I came into this world my father was gone out of sight, but I heard the hooves of his horse riding away for at least five minutes. "Come on move". I told myself as I tried to break free of the ropes, but no matter how hard I tried I still couldn't move a muscle. I wanted to run back to my mother. I don't think she even saw my face, but I could tell that she loved me. I wanted to be with her, but it was no help. My only option was to try to get some rest and regain some strength. "I will come back to you mom". I told myself as I closed my eyes and fell into a deep slumber.