( note * means subtext and isn't necessary to read... sometimes)
- Daddy! Daddy!!!
I turn around on my bed and see my baby girl. She's looking at me as if somethings wrong.
" What is it dear? Daddy's here"
"Come see come see, mum's made a really big gift for you "
...
I look up at the sun the heat is scorching and I feel like I should take a dip in the river but my own wishes remind me why I'm out here digging a hole in the first place.
Something clicks in my mind and I realise something. I try to understand it but it vanishes just as it came.
" Run!! run! The city's on fire!, the city's on fire" a little boy runs around shouting. I look behind him but I don't see what he's referring to. I feel the heat but I don't see any flames. Everyone in the city comes out and starts running away as if there really is a fire. Two skinny men, but the biggest I've seen so far lift large buckets of water and pure it all over me. I look down and notice the burn marks everywhere, I try to remember what is wrong but I don't, I can't. I get doused again and I finally wake up.
I'm in a forest on a tree holding a book in my hands and reading from it.
' finally I'm awake' the ordeal has been horrendous and I am relieved that I'm free from the endless cycle of dreams'
Looking around I notice that the dwarves aren't yet coming and I look to my right to Pamela to ask what is happening but before I can speak she shushes me, pointing to the mouth of the cave I notice it, something I didn't see before.
On the ground there's a tiny bird. It seems to be hoping and it is but not of it's own volition. It's legs are bound and so it's the only way for it to move.
Dwarves aren't crafty creatures at least not like elves but they have their methods. One of such is releasing a tiny roach bird and monitoring it's behaviour. If the bird flew away then it felt threatened if it sang it was declaring the place it's home, therefore declaring the place safe but if it ran then it's spotted something familiar.
The bird was currently using it's tiny feather antennas to scan the area by sound. After a while then bird sang and the dwarves started to come through.
The war between the midghet dwarves and this village was one of the many born of necessity or greed for power, all can be classed under born under Ego.
It wasn't long ago that Ego had started living on this world but the changes he'd made were already taking effect, much more quicker than people excepted.
Now back at the village we were already throwing a feast. I had successfully thwarted the dwarves plan again meaning I had preserved the lives of all here. It was truly an outstanding feat considering that there was no blood spilt.
' I'm so content here '
There was fire everywhere. It didn't affect me but I still couldn't see clearly. I heard screams and crying in every direction. I felt rage fill my chest. The little energy, life, I had left was swirling in my palm. My hatred was growing and I needed to release it unto something. The world was spinning to me. It seemed I was going to fall down.
Then I fainted. I couldn't see the carnage I'd sown. By mistake I'd even given my flame a target and by the time I heard the news, it was official, I was a murderer of fifty two thousand plus individuals.
Tears didn't leave my eyes. Instead a hate that threatened to kill me grew in my chest. Until it couldn't be contained any longer.
In the street's I was booed and stoned because I was the cursed chaos user. The practicioner of the devils magic.
Today I was going to show them that very same magic, today I was going to become that devil, today I declared war on all enemies of humans.