I wake up in a dark space, a pitch black with nothing in sight, I stand up and walk around the seemingly endless room I found myself in. Looking back, a trail of blood marks my path, yet any feeling of pain is nonexistent . My calls for anyone fail as the words never leave my mouth. After walking around for what feels like hours, a light appears above me and a figure I only faintly seem to remember looks at me from above, "Come, Child." they softly demand. Within seconds, the dark becomes light and they approach me, "Do you remember me?"
After thinking, I finally realize the ghostly apparition is God himself. I nod and he continues "You are being summoned to save a world devoured by chaos. They are calling for you already, go forth child."
As he finishes his sentence, the light around me darkens and he vanishes with it. A strange purplish light envelopes me and I black out, only waking later to find myself in a summoning circle. Four armored guards come and hold me down as one old man dressed in mage's clothing kneels in-front of me.
"Hello..." I mutter
"Welcome to Xliberi, brave one." He says to me, "We have a grave threat to this world, and we must ask upon your divine assistance."
I struggle to break free, and after a soldier lets loose I knock them all off me and stand up.
"H-he got free!" one mage yells in shock.
A guardsman comes up from behind and attempts to tackle me, but I step away at the final moment, causing him to run past me and crash into the old man. During the confusion, I snag the sword from a guard and prepare to defend myself from attack, One guard got cocky and decided to run directly at me, I hold out the blade and thrust it into his abdominal area, The sound of ripping flesh, guttural groans, dripping blood, and the screeching of shredding armor fills the room. As soon as the man lets go of his grasp on life, shining pure white wings painfully pierce through my back and wrap around my body, I scream in immense pain as the wings' pure coat molds into a corrupted black. Every living being in the room backs away from the sight, some even run away. Minutes pass and transformation is complete, The wings suddenly unwrap from me and give off a beautiful show. That show ended quickly as I lose self-awareness.
I can feel my body moving, but i cant control myself, I hear screams of those begging for life, yet I don't feel sympathy, I watch the sword crash into their bodies and see their souls leave their corpses, however the sight isn't horrifying to me.
Once I regain control, I look witness the atrocities I've committed. I notice movement, a single soldier survived the immediate attack and is attempting to crawl away. Slowly I stride towards him, leaving a trail of blood from the tip of my blade as I prepare to pounce on my prey. His breathing increased and I could feel his heart racing. Upon reaching close enough, I stomp on his back and listen to the clinks and clanks as my foot knocks the air out of him. I smile at the soldier as I raise the sword and thrust it into his chest, killing him near immediately.
Almost 30 bodies lay across the floor, all lives extinguished by my bloodied hands.
"Almost too easy." I mutter as the sword falls from my hands and I make my escape from the tower.