An immense darkness covered everything, but a light began to invade until an eye awakened. Upon opening, its blurry vision made it difficult to see anything beyond a few torches, the creators of illumination placed on stones or rocks. It couldn't differentiate, but its vision shifted to a hooded man mumbling inaudible words, and at his feet, the head of a monster. However, that scene was shattered by the sound of metal struck by water droplets.
"Ready."
He turns, and the fire of the torches diminishes, however, the dim light spreads revealing a man in armor, completely impaled by stakes that emanated a darkness that seemed to respond to the hooded man's voice.
"Ta... Tai..."
Blood filled his mouth.
"Shhh... Goodbye, oh star of Demigem."
And as a joke, a genuine evil smile appeared on the man's face, and weakly, the eye closed.
On a stony path covered in darkness, a young man staggered, his clothes torn and stained with blood.
"L... Lu... Light."
His eyes widen and tears begin to flow. At the end of that cave, it is possible to see someone.
"That voice... A person... Alive."
"SURVIVOR, TO A SURVIVOR."
15 minutes later
I was rescued and sent to this tent, but now...
An old man with long white hair and elder's robes enters and stands in front of a bed, and his golden eyes looked towards where a young man with fine, light clothes, short dark purple hair, and black eyes was.
"Is the young man alright?"
"Ah..."
His gaze goes down, his eye in his hand as he opens and closes it.
"Yes, I think so."
"I apologize for the mistake."
"Mistake, but what mistake?" the young man asks.
"My name is thijou levard, the elder of this village named Demigem"
"Demigem?"
"Yes, where the young man is, but could you tell me your name?"
"My name?, my name is..."
The young man's face is in shock.
"Sorry, I don't remember."
"I understand."
A hand opens the tent and a young woman enters with her long pink hair and simple clothes with green details.
"Excuse me for interrupting, grandpa, but I brought the food."
"It's okay, Rosary"
"Grandpa, YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN MORE CAREFUL."
"What?"
"Yes, imagine if the patient had some disease, you're not as young as you used to be."
"It's okay Rosary, I was..."
"It's nothing, you're already old."
Rosary?, wasn't it her who came to heal me, after I was brought here?.
She stops talking to and turns to the young man on the bed
"You're fine."
"Huh?"
"Yeah, you're looking at us like that."
A light, but firm hand hits Rosary's head
"Ouch grandpa, why that?"
"You're doing it again"
"What?"
"You always do this when you're inter..."
"Hello, I'm still here."
"Excuse me, but since you don't remember your name, I can assume that we can find your name on the Force list."
"Holy Force."
"Yes, the clothes you're wearing are from the Holy Force of Front."
"No, excuse me, I woke up there without clothes and ended up taking these off the floor."
"I understand, so rest now, let's go Rosary."