There once was two brothers.
There are so many stories about brothers. Standing the test of time, strengthening their family bond and sharing many hardships. Only to have one betray the other for power or love. And they didn't have to be blood related.
Now you're probably thinking that I'm going to say, " This is not that Story." Only for it to be exactly that Story. Here's what I have say about that:
I. Don't. Know.
I haven't even given my characters names yet. I'm just as in the dark as you guys. It could be a tragedy or it could be an epic. We shall see.
Anyways. Let's start at the beginning.
There once was two brothers.
Wait. Let's scratch that and start over.
Somewhere, in a time long forgotten, there was a man and his wife. Good gravy, this is sounding like a Grim fairytale. Very long winded. I'm just gonna fast forward a bit.
We've got a man and his wife. Obviously they want kids, so. Poof. She's pregnant.
They live, oh I don't know. Let's say, in a hut, just outside of a small boring old town. You know the basic yada, yada stuff.
We got an old lady midwife. All your pretty standard beginning story stuff. We even have a priest and or oracle with your standard doomsday twin stuff.
Twins stuff.
Doomsday Twins stuff.
Doomsday. Twins. Stuff.
Fuck.