The world around me lay in ruins, a haunting reminder of what once was, my hand squelched in the thick, dark liquid that stained the cracked pavement—blood, pooling from the fallen, a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. Buildings, once towering symbols of human achievement, now stood as skeletal remains, their shattered windows resembling empty eyes staring into the abyss.
The air was heavy with the stench of decay and despair, mingling with the acrid smoke that still curled from the remnants of pink fires still burning brightly . Strangely everywhere was silent, as i searched for a sign of life in this hellish landscape, searching for any sign of life or hope. Every shadow felt like a threat, and every sound made my heart race. In this world, weakness was the greatest sin.
As I looked down at my chest only to see it peirced by a metal rod and my leg twisted as if ensuring i wouldn't try to walk, i was filled with so much pain that i couldn't think straight as my mind was filled with the death of my parents and the destruction that seems to echo around me. Only the remnants of my humanity and the pain that I was feeling that was judging my presence in this broken reality. I wanted to stay alive i truly did, but the weight of the image of my blood-soaked dead bodies of my parents lingered in my mind, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the darkness that had consumed us all. Thinking back I thought 'what has led to this.'
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Dawn sat at his desk, his bright blue eyes shining with excitement as he listened to his teacher, Mrs. Elara. She was explaining the process of Awakening, the moment when a child's hidden powers were revealed.
Dawn is a young boy with black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin.
The classroom was filled with children around Dawn's age, all of them chatting and laughing with each other. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation.
"Remember, class," Mrs. Elara said, "Awakening is a natural process. It's a sign that your powers are growing stronger. Don't be afraid, and don't worry if it takes a little longer for some of you."
Dawn nodded eagerly, his heart racing with excitement. He had always dreamed of Awakening, of discovering what powers lay hidden within him.
Mrs.Elara stole a glance at Dawn's position before she resumed her lesson, seeing Mrs.Elar looking at him he could only sigh cause having you mother teaching you was not nice cause all he could do was pretend to be listening.
Mrs. Elara turned to a boy with back hair and black eye and asked him "what is the name of the energy we harness to fight"
'what are you asking me for its a very simple question' thinking bitterly in his heart Billy stood up to answer "Aether" he grunted out annoyed before sitting down.
Noding Mrs.Elara continued her lecture, she asked him that relatively simple question because he was a trouble maker and she could already see him sending messages to his squad of trouble makers.
"Aether a wonderful thing I wish I will be able to harass it one day and use it to invent things like Mr.Dennis" thinking about it Dawn almost bust in happiness.
Just as Mrs. Elara was about to continue the lesson, a loud explosion rocked the classroom. The windows shattered, and the door burst open.
Stuned everyone looked out the window only to see the sky in the shade of ethereal black and purple resembly night Carring with it an aura of bad omen.
"Nether!" Mrs. Elara screamed, her voice trembling with fear. "We're under attack!"
The classroom erupted into chaos as the children scrambled to get away from the classroom.Dawn's heart pounded in his chest as he imagined the consequences of nether attacking.