As I look up at the vast sky its color no different from all the other times that I have looked upon it. Yet

today in some way it looks different. May it be the fact that everyone I have everyone know was

massacred yet I feel no remorse for such. I've never really had any strong emotions that have held

deep inside of me, and the only time that I do is within the sight of blood. It fuels me, it keeps me alive,

it makes me feel like I'm not just an empty shell. Some may call me heinous or what not, while I have

no opinion on the matter. I don't care how others see me I'm the only one who can

truly know what I am.

"Sir, what may I get for you" Looking up while deep in thought I look up at the

waiter. Currently I'm resting at an inn. My new master as you may have guessed (the dude in the dark

robes). As I've chatted with him more I've figured out a few new facts about him. His name which he

bestowed upon me is Noah. Not a name that you find often. Since he was willing to share with me his

name I decided though, worried shared with him my name "Alex". To me Alex meant truly nothing, it

was just a word like any other and in looking back I wish I could forsake my own name as well.

Looking across this small wooden table I stare directly into Noah's dark grey eyes, the unmoving

nature of them are quite unreal. He tells the waiter "we will have your soup it will serve its purpose".

In staring at this man before me I realize that he truly doesn't appear to be like anyone else. He

always wears his dark long hood never showing me what he truly looks like which has me very

cautious.The waiter leaving with a short nod heads back behind the counter to prepare the meal.

Nosh then looks back at me the smell of blood is apparent in his wide grin. He then says "well young

lad I hope you don't mind your meal, but it's serves its matter nonetheless. Now you may be curious

as to where we may be heading well it's a place that I call home in many regards. I've taken quite the

liking to you, in fact you remind me of myself in my younger years but, that can be taken for what it

will.

It will approximately take us just a week to be where we are headed and I'm sure you will find

this place quite "comforting" as it may be" In ending his speech the food arrives. Both of them seem to

be cheaply made but to me it's alright I quite enjoy my soup from time to time. Taking my hand I

slowly take a sip of the vegetable soup before. It seems to be of the plain variety and start to drink it

whole. As you may not know it took us about 2 days to reach this inn and I've barely have had

anything to eat. I was quite famished. My clothes of the last were quite soiled with blood so I

happened to get a new pair. I now wear a long brown cloak and my other clothes appear to be ones of

a servant boy. My eyes dull as they always were bared no mind to my new clothes. After finishing our

meal we decided to take rest for the night for the journey ahead of us. In our room there were two

beds one for me and one for him.

As soon as we entered the room, he handed me a red bracelet and

he told me "sleep with this, it will give you all the knowledge that you will need". Not knowing what he

truly means or caring for that matter I put it and lay in my bed. Raising my hands towards the ceiling

I am witnessed towards the dilapidated ceiling above me head and the images of the scene that

occurred at my village run through my mind. You may think that in my enjoying of the carnage that

laid before me I enjoyed it that I relished in it well I did for that matter but, there is a side of me that

cares about those around me and it cares about the many friends and family I've had my entire life

but, I hate that side of me.

It's so weak. It's so detestable. It just makes me want to run an iron rod

through my body. I don't care how many years it takes but I will find some way to rid myself of this

humanity that I posses but in joining this man or creature, I will lose it he promised right? With those

last thoughts I slowly close my eyes unprepared for the dreams that followed.