Void_Nugget
Previously Shadow_Pup
In a small shack in the woods in a land that is not our own, there stood a tall woman dressed in blue and gold robes that were once royal and majestic now ragged and torn. She stood in front of a circle of drawn runes and was chanting in a ritual. This was here last hope, the demon lord’s men would discover her location soon, she just hoped there were still heroes left to summon.
In our world, the day started out like every other. People walked through the streets, on their way to work or back from work. Children on their way home from school chatting about the day or their plans. On one particular street however, events were about to unfold that would change the lives of those involved forever.
John Murphy was walking down said street, his mind full of thoughts about his upcoming interview, he really needed this job, or he would not be able to pay the rent on his apartment. Murphy was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice the bus coming round the corner, he didn’t notice the child run out into the road chasing after a ball they had dropped, he didn’t hear the screeching of the buses brakes or even notice the crashing vehicle heading straight for him, but when someone screamed he was awoken from his thoughts giving him several seconds to turn and see a large object, before it crashed into the store he was standing in front of and crushed him in its path, Murphy lay stunned as his crumpled body lay among the rubble and bus parts, he didn’t know the severity of what his body looked like but he knew he was dying and as his eyes closed he hoped that someone would help him, spare him of this fate as the world went dark around him.
Then everything went white as a voice spoke calmly and softly “Fear not my child, for you have been chosen to live a new life. But be warned this life will be filled with dangers and enemies. So, I grant you three gifts, a few powers, and a weapon. These will help protect you and your allies in this new world” the voice stated before the light became blinding and suddenly Murphy was standing in the middle of a shack, with several other people with an oddly dressed woman barely conscious before them. He glanced down at his hand found a bow clasped within his fingers, as he examined the bow, he was not yet aware of the changes that had occurred within him as the large wings upon his back went unnoticed for now as he admired the bow he had been gifted by the voice.
In our world, the day started out like every other. People walked through the streets, on their way to work or back from work. Children on their way home from school chatting about the day or their plans. On one particular street however, events were about to unfold that would change the lives of those involved forever.
John Murphy was walking down said street, his mind full of thoughts about his upcoming interview, he really needed this job, or he would not be able to pay the rent on his apartment. Murphy was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he didn’t notice the bus coming round the corner, he didn’t notice the child run out into the road chasing after a ball they had dropped, he didn’t hear the screeching of the buses brakes or even notice the crashing vehicle heading straight for him, but when someone screamed he was awoken from his thoughts giving him several seconds to turn and see a large object, before it crashed into the store he was standing in front of and crushed him in its path, Murphy lay stunned as his crumpled body lay among the rubble and bus parts, he didn’t know the severity of what his body looked like but he knew he was dying and as his eyes closed he hoped that someone would help him, spare him of this fate as the world went dark around him.
Then everything went white as a voice spoke calmly and softly “Fear not my child, for you have been chosen to live a new life. But be warned this life will be filled with dangers and enemies. So, I grant you three gifts, a few powers, and a weapon. These will help protect you and your allies in this new world” the voice stated before the light became blinding and suddenly Murphy was standing in the middle of a shack, with several other people with an oddly dressed woman barely conscious before them. He glanced down at his hand found a bow clasped within his fingers, as he examined the bow, he was not yet aware of the changes that had occurred within him as the large wings upon his back went unnoticed for now as he admired the bow he had been gifted by the voice.