I'm walking down the hall to the kitchen of my castle.
Just on the other side of the throne room and I'll get my water. I can already taste it.
I enter the throne room only to see a strange man with dark hair and purple eyes sitting on my throne, one leg slung over the other and his head resting on his hand.
I can't feel his presence at all, yet I can tell he's way more powerful than I could possibly imagine.
"Who are you?"
The man smiles.
"I'm a friend of Amon's."
"A friend of my son's? or one of his?"
"One of his. I'm planning my revenge."
A friend of Amon's? So then he's either a demon, an angel or something much more powerful. And if he wants revenge why go through the effort of making up a plan? Surely he's strong enough to do that himself.
"I'm here to talk to you, Arthur. I need you to do something for me."
He needs me to do something for him?
"Tristan Anglia will stage a coup very soon, when that time comes you will die in the battle and it will be lost. If everything goes as I predict you dying should give Amon the drive he needs to attain vast amounts of power. Eventually he'll even become powerful enough to kill gods, and with each fight he'll gain power until eventually my revenge is complete. All I need you to do, is die."
The moonlight shines through the window into my eyes, blinding me.
When I can finally see again, the man is gone.
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He's finally dead. I didn't kill him, he had a heart attack and died.
I'm not sad, nor am I happy. I don't feel a thing anymore, he made sure of that.
My sister died a year ago from some heart disease. I was her replacement as he wasn't able to get anyone else to use.
After he died the police came and took me away.
My new family aren't great, they basically pretend I don't exist, after all who wants to pretend a traumatised 10 year old exists.
I started year 6 a few weeks ago and these two kids keep following me around. I think their names were Ben and John.
They try to keep the other kids who hurt me away, but they can't protect me forever.
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Damn it, why did I have to remember these things. This is why I hardly ever sleep.
I look out the window, it's still dark outside.
Something about this night doesn't feel right.
I can feel the presence of something powerful, it feels familiar, could it be that I've forgotten?
I search my memory.
Oh shit, that's Zagreus's aura, but why is it here.
Its been so long that I'd almost forgotten about our deal. Though I should be strong enough for him now. I'm nowhere near as powerful as him but I'm at the peak of this world.
I used to live for the purpose of pleasing him. I guess I've found a new reason to live.
It's the day of my fight against Leon.
I pull out a single gold coin and replace the scalpel that was on the table with the coin.
"Amon, why are you taking the scalpel?"
"Leon's a swordsman, right. I figured I'd give him a star to reach for."
I slip the scalpel into my pocket and made my way towards the arena.
Come to think of it, why was there a scalpel there? It was just a general hospital room. No need for a scalpel.
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I feel my blood rushing through my veins as my heart beat raced.
I look at the clock, a few seconds left to wait.
I get called into the arena.
I enter to the cheers of the crowd. Amon steps in opposite me.
This is it.
I draw my sword and watch as he pulls a scalpel out of his pocket.
Is he mocking me?
"I'm sorry, I don't have a knife smaller than this."
He thinks this'll be easy.
I smile, I'll make him regret not taking me seriously.
The bell rings and the fight begins.