Looking across my small village i guess you could consider my life ordinary but, is there ever truly

such a thing as ordinary. No i think there really isn’t. We all may think that living in a life with a family

and receiving the many lessons about life that are thrusted upon us makes us and abiding by those

rules can make one ordinary but to me there was never truly such a concept as this. [size=small]I

may live Day in and Day out thinking that nothing will ever happen to me but in this train of thinking

deserves one such a title as naive in my mind. Oh well no matter what you tell others, they never

listen, no one ever does.

Coming back to the present. I am currently in deep thought, looking over my small village. It is

currently spring time, the young kids are running about with joy in their eyes, smiles on their small

unknowing faces. Adults laying about enjoying the feeling of the soft breeze against their skin. My

long white hair flowing across my face, you could actually consider this to be quite the beautiful

scene, you might even call it “ordinary” but, as I’ve said there is nothing that is truly just ordinary.

Standing up and preparing myself to wash off my face i look into the pond, my pink dull eyes reflect

the expressionless face that i encompass at the present, my soft supple white skin drips with

youthful shine upon this springtime day, the many farmers around me start to bring in their bountiful

crops for this joyous day. The happiness in their eyes is present and is shown to be quite plentiful.

Leaving this pond behind i head towards my small house made of wood, everyone knows everyone in

my quaint village and they all seem happy with this fact. I myself have gotten to know everyone else

here since my birth which if I remember was about 15 years ago, this exact day to be exact. Well on my

way inside i am greeted by my little brother and my mother. I for one look completely different from

them, this can be attributed to my disease that I've possesed since a very young age. No one truly

could ever decipher why I was given such a thing,

my mother in fact thinks its what makes me sort of

one of a kind, meanwhile she and my brother have stark brown hair and eyes oh well I've never truly

cared about such matters.Oh well, upon my brother seeing me he handed me a small red ring telling

me “Brother here is just a little something to say thanks for being born, who knows what my life

would be like without you”. Showing him a slight grin “Its alright Shin and thanks ill be sure to keep

this always”. Leaving my brother to his self accomplishment I head to my mother, she says “Go to your

room big boy i have something you might like”.internally worried, I head down the hall into my room,

opening up i find a small cake resting upon my bead with a single candle on the top. I slowly walk up

to this small cake i slowly reach it, reading a note that says “All for you”.I start to smile my grin

becoming wider and wider, Then i take the cake gently in my hand and throw it across the wall.

Its pink frosting dripping down onto my wooden floor. I start to tremble with excitement in my eyes. i

start to whisper “Pathetic” over and over within my head, all of those around me so weak, so feeble, i

just can’t TAKE IT.

I start to relax more coming back to the present. It is all but quiet until I start to hear

shouting from all around me. Looking out my window I start to hear the wails of children and many

others as they scream in agony of the raiders before them. Body after Body drop, Everything starts to

shine with a crimson hue as more and more villagers are massacred right outside my window. The

wails of women can also be heard as many of whom are raped and all i can see before me is blood

and rape of many of whom i have known. I begin to grin even wider, I cannot contain myself, a day

such as this does not occur everyday. Surely you all may be thinking someone has come to help but in

reality there is no such thing. Their is no salvation out there among us. All of this vile around me

arouses me to no end, the pure villainy behind it all cannot be compared.Bringing myself back to my

senses I too have no escape their is just a matter of time before they find me and kill me as well,

outside my small door i can hear the sounds of my brother crying and the screams of my mother

trying her hardest to protect him.

Its quite the tearful scene isn’t it that i even began to cry, the tears on my face became more and more

pronounced of what occurred the only thing that could escape my breath was “Weaklings”. The crying

of my bother ceased and the screaming of my mother as well. Slowing walking toward the knob i

slowly open it to find a grisly scene. The entrails of my brother and mother are about, both of them

violated. More and more blood seemed to be seeping from their bodies, Their faces showing just what

sort of torment they had undergone. Walking out my own home, i am confronted even more so by the

carnage of it all, bodies thrown about, naked, mutilated, and most of all blood, so much blood.

Walking forward i see but one man, he is dressed in black robes of the highest caliber.

He slowly walks towards me on his own encored. Coming but a few inches before me he says “ see

you have met with a terrible fate haven’t you “Looking at this man i say to him”what happened to all

of the bandits?” Taking a closer look at this man, he seems to be a mage of what kind i could not tell.

The words he said next I could never forget “It seems as though you don’t mind the carnage around

you and oh yes the bandits, well lets just say I’ve eaten them whole, and for you boy i have a very

special offer that i know very well you will enjoy. “ Saying this i could just tell he had a smirk upon his

face. “I will grant you the same powers as I but, you will have to forsake every single last bit of

humanity you have left” with no hint of hesitation i respond with “well if you put it that way, i would

gladly forsake everything for the power you have”. Upon hearing this his smile only widens.

“Oh Grand, follow me now, because for the rest of your life this will follow you”Showing no fear i

begin to follow this man, I may not know him, I may not know what sort of plans he has for me but, if

there is more Bloodshed I will gladly follow such a man. I then say “I guess this was the best birthday

present of all.”Walking forward with many dry tears on my face, many may ask why is it that I have

cried but it is not because i cared about any of those useless people around me, it is because i was

happy being able to see a scene of blood many of which will never know.