《Daemon Born》Prologue: White World
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I climbed to the top of the snow covered mountain, it was really cold. I stood on the peak of the mountain and looked around the white wonderland of snow. I could see my breath every time I exhaled. I grasped hold my black scarf and wrapped it around my neck more; even with all of the things I was wearing right now I was still feeling the frosty air. I breathed onto my palms as I rubbed them together.
“I’m freezing up here.” I said to myself as I rubbed my arms with my hands.
Even though it was really cold here, I did enjoy seeing the lush greenery of the forest, I couldn’t compare which was a more enjoyable experience, the ivory white snow falling gently, how the city looked on top of the mountain, or maybe just the feel of it all. I soaked it up a little more, and then a breeze blew straight into my face.
I shivered a bit.
But it was still really cold so maybe I should get down from here now. I walked over to the slope of the mountain and I took out my green ring-crested snowboard and strapped into it. Then I hopped of the edge.
As rode my way down the mountain, I could feel my black jacket and scarf flutter backwards as it got caught in the wind.
Oh, I bet I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Daniel, I’m a high school student going through a lot right now, of course every student probably does, and the only thing that makes me different from any other student out there is that, I’m a demon.
Honestly that sounds like a lot to take in, and actually it is, I haven’t told anyone, and I don’t plan to, not right now at least.
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I bet you’re thinking that even if I did tell anyone about this, they wouldn’t believe me, but actually in today’s modern world of 2090, the universe of science and magic or whatever you call it, collided.
In actuality the existence of creatures and monsters dated long ago, but they never truly met, sightings and witnesses of these beings were usually doubted, and their case was immediately debunked.
What they were experiencing, what they saw are now called “Rifts”, simply put, they’re magic portals to another reality. Science explains it to be nothing more than wormholes. They try to ignore the possibility of magic completely.
The first time a Rift was permanently opened was in 2015, in the frozen wastelands of Greenland, during that time, people reported seeing things like ghosts and snow monsters roaming about, when the officials actually got there to see these “things” for themselves, well let’s just say there weren’t too skeptical afterwards.
I’m not too sure, but I think that I may have come from one of these Rifts- or something like that, I wouldn’t know. Of course at some point I figured out what I was because I was always into that mystical stuff, and when I discovered that I had powers, that sort of sealed the deal for me.
I tried taking into account the possibility of me being nothing more than a human with special psychic powers or something, but if you take the fact of me having powers, becoming weak in the bare daylight, inside churches, witnessing any form of religious rights or rituals and ceremonies that depicted any god or faith, I would feel extremely sleepy and tired, and I also figured out that I wasn’t one-hundred percent demon.
If I was, all those things would actually hurt, like you know bursting into flames or burning me or something, it just made me weak, which according to my research, meant that I was more likely to be just half-demon at most. The other half could be anything, I mean after all looking human doesn’t mean I am human. I still haven’t figured it out either.
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Even knowing this, it wouldn’t really be a wise idea to reveal myself right now, when multiple rifts started to appear in populated areas, the Order of the Holy Knights stepped in, at the moment they were the strongest political and spiritual power, they controlled a lot of things, the government, the system, almost everything, they weren’t corrupted dictators, a bad organization or anything like that, they were actually doing really well for the world’s society and because of this.
They had a big influence on people, which in turn gave them plenty of followers, and as they gained popularity, their power and influence has very significantly risen. The problem here is that, they volunteered to take control of the whole rift situation, which in this case was to kill the monsters coming from the rifts.
Not all of them were evil, and some people actually made some kind of positive contact, but that wasn’t really a popular opinion thanks to the media showing the acts of evil entities on the populace.
I should expect nothing else from the media than catching peoples attentions by making anything even the slightest bit negative, even worse than it actually is, which in this case, they’re demonizing demons, hilarious.
Right now that’s one of the many problems that I have to deal with right now, and as much as I would like to go on talking more about them, but I’m about to have another problem right now, bugger.
CRASH.
There was a very audible thud as I crashed straight into a tree.
I stayed down lying on the snow for awhile as I was trying to distract myself from feeling the pain coming from my now bleeding nose. My head was spinning a little bit from the impact.
“Ouch. T-that really... h-hurt...” I said as gasped for breath after having the breath knocked right out of me thanks to that tree.
I could hear somebody yelling out from the distance, I couldn’t really make it out due to the world spinning around really fast and blurry-like.
I raised my head up a little bit and could see a black figure, they weren’t very tall was what I could tell from where I was. As they got closer, I was feeling myself starting to pass out from the impact; I remember seeing them wearing something like a red winter coat.
I could make out some words as I felt myself starting to drift into unconsciousness.
“Hey, are you alright?” I tried making their face out but I was already slipping away, I tried to stay awake, but couldn’t. The snow felt really nice and soft against my back and head as I plopped my neck back down.
“Don’t worry, bud. I’ll get some help.” I could hear them say, and I made out a smile of sorts. Their voice sounded really gentle and soothing, I guess that made me want to fall asleep. The last thing I saw were a set of warm, gentle blue eyes.
Then I finally blacked out, dammit.
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