The Polyglot’s Rune Prologue

Here is the prologue to The Polyglot’s Rune.
I’d like to make a call out to all of my family and friends for encouraging me to write this story!
Thank you all, and enjoy the read.

Edited

Switch to: The Siren’s Rune

Prologue: Kaiden

‘This can’t be happening! I’m too young to die. I don’t want to…I have accomplished nothing…absolutely nothing.’

 

My consciousness faded in and out, yet I still saw flashing lights and rushing figures. None of them could save me, and I knew that I would not make it. Blood silently flowed from my body, covering my skin and matting my brown hair. Helpless, I thought about my life…

 

I was born into a small household, and I had two loving parents. They spoiled me as much as they could, even if it meant sacrificing their own wants. I myself had no desires, except for one—I wished for a brother or a sister. I never got one….

 

Maybe it was because my father always took me to the park to play ball with him or that I always did woodcarving with my mother, I never felt alone and I matured faster than others my age, but…

 

I always wondered…

 

Was it a blessing or a curse?

 

When I entered school, I found my fellow classmates trivial and dull, so I stayed away from them. Before I knew it, I became “that kid”–the laughing stock, the bullied, the antisocial failure. As a result, I hid my emotions, never opening my heart to anyone but my family.

 

My parents were the center of my life, so I decided to live for them. Everyday I studied just to make them proud. However, no matter how hard I tried, I was merely average….

 

I felt a giant guillotine hang above my head. My parents said they were happy, but I was not. I told myself that I could do better—I had to, I needed to.

 

My family was poor, so I made my own decision to one day go to college and get a good job. To do it, I needed a scholarship, but with my grades, it was just a wild dream.

 

Who knew that I would die before I even had the chance?

 

I wanted to be successful…

 

I wanted to one day meet the love of my life…

 

I wanted to raise kids…

 

I WANTED…to make my parents proud…

 

But I, Kaiden, never had the chance.

 

Here I am–dying at the age of 17 but don’t remember why.

 

No, I didn’t want to…I couldn’t…

 

Stop it…

 

Flashing lights…rushing figures…pools of blood…

 

I only wanted to have a family and make my parents proud. Was that too much to ask?

 

The sirens halted, the sounds stopped, the world turned black.

 

A voice reached my ears and tugged at my heart, or was it my soul? I had never felt such a sensation, and it flooded into my body like a great ocean. Everything—the lights, the shadows, the blood—it all became clear but also a muddy haze. It was like waking up from a dream only to find oneself in another.

 

“Brave being, do you wish to accomplish a great deed in your life? If so, then say yes! Glory will be yours!” Each word boomed, carrying with it a glimmer of hope. I saw light, but beneath it all there was something else—a darkness. The voice, it was evil.

 

Smiling, I mustered the strength to make my final choice.

 

To die chivalrous, that would make my parents proud.

 

“No,” I said, drifting once more to the memories of my childhood…

 

But still my body vanished.

Prologue: Kaiden

‘This can’t be happening! I’m too young to die. I don’t want to…I have accomplished nothing…absolutely nothing.’

 

My consciousness faded in and out, yet I still saw flashing lights and rushing figures. None of them could save me, and I knew that I would not make it. Blood silently flowed from my body, covering my skin and matting my brown hair. Helpless, I thought about my life…

 

I was born into a small household, and I had two loving parents. They spoiled me as much as they could, even if it meant sacrificing their own wants. I myself had no desires, except for one—I wished for a brother or a sister. I never got one….

 

Maybe it was because my father always took me to the park to play ball with him or that I always did woodcarving with my mother, I never felt alone and I matured faster than others my age, but…

 

I always wondered…

 

Was it a blessing or a curse?

 

When I entered school, I found my fellow classmates trivial and dull, so I stayed away from them. Before I knew it, I became “that kid”–the laughing stock, the bullied, the antisocial failure. As a result, I hid my emotions, never opening my heart to anyone but my family.

 

My parents were the center of my life, so I decided to live for them. Everyday I studied just to make them proud. However, no matter how hard I tried, I was merely average….

 

I felt a giant guillotine hang above my head. My parents said they were happy, but I was not. I told myself that I could do better—I had to, I needed to.

 

My family was poor, so I made my own decision to one day go to college and get a good job. To do it, I needed a scholarship, but with my grades, it was just a wild dream.

 

Who knew that I would die before I even had the chance?

 

I wanted to be successful…

 

I wanted to one day meet the love of my life…

 

I wanted to raise kids…

 

I WANTED…to make my parents proud…

 

But I, Kaiden, never had the chance.

 

Here I am–dying at the age of 17 but don’t remember why.

 

No, I didn’t want to…I couldn’t…

 

Stop it…

 

Flashing lights…rushing figures…pools of blood…

 

I only wanted to have a family and make my parents proud. Was that too much to ask?

 

The sirens halted, the sounds stopped, the world turned black.

 

A voice reached my ears and tugged at my heart, or was it my soul? I had never felt such a sensation, and it flooded into my body like a great ocean. Everything—the lights, the shadows, the blood—it all became clear but also a muddy haze. It was like waking up from a dream only to find oneself in another.

 

“Brave being, do you wish to accomplish a great deed in your life? If so, then say yes! Glory will be yours!” Each word boomed, carrying with it a glimmer of hope. I saw light, but beneath it all there was something else—a darkness. The voice, it was evil.

 

Smiling, I mustered the strength to make my final choice.

 

To die chivalrous, that would make my parents proud.

 

“No,” I said, drifting once more to the memories of my childhood…

 

But still my body vanished.

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Comments

  1. Tetsuki

    A offen Seen start with a rare liste trist at the end. But i liked it.

    Keep it up and thanks for the chapter.

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