Prologue

It all began with a loud, thunderous bang. Without even telling it to, my entire body twisted around, anxious to know what it was. When i saw it, my eyes could hardly believe it. They widened and i felt a sick dread hit me like a fist to the chest, knocking the wind out of me. Before i knew it, i was moving rapidly through trees and broken rock towards the biggest wall of black smoke my eyes had ever witnessed. When I arrived, i came to a stop not far from where the flames had started to subside. I confirmed it. The burning wreckage was Brin. My home. Friends. Family. Everyone I’d ever known. They were gone. Just like that.

To see my home being reduced to a smoldering heap of ash sent a million thoughts through my mind all at once. What happened? , where there surviors?, please god, let there be survivors, but When i started to notice the burning corpses littering every street corner, i was met with despair. My body began violently trembling. I felt like i was going to convulse. I could feel the Kode coursing through me, attracted to the still dancing flames, so desperate to push out; but i held it back as best i could. I'd never felt so unstable, so usless in all my life. Why the hell wasn't i here?. I walked slowly and wordlessly through the wreckage, trying to Piece it all together , but it was impossible. I could feel the anger building. The glow emitting around my tightly clenched fist was turning to black, i felt like i was about to completely spill open. That’s when it happened. The thing that sent me over the edge

The man that stood not meters from me, stood staring a burning structure, or at least, it looked like he was. His head was covered by a black hood that made up part of a long silk cloak. It was the only distinictive feature about him. As far as i could tell, underneath he wore the typical cendian miltary's bland grey uniform, but regular soilders weren't permitted to wear anything that wasnt classed as proper uniform. Was he some kind of elite? i had no idea, but i was about to find out. "Who are you?!" i demanded surprised at how crackled and weak my words actually sounded. He couldn't have noticed me before because he turned around sharply, his hand already reaching to grab whatever was concealed behind the cloak, But when he saw me he visably seemed to relax and withdrew his hand, turning back to face where he'd been looking before. "I'm talking to you, who the fuck are you?!" i demanded once more this time impatience and anger filling my voice, making me louder. A long moment passed and still no reply, not even aknowledgement. I couldnt take it, i was done with words.I lashed out.

I found myself running fist out, towards the inconsiderate bastard. I didn't care that Kode was forming around it or that landing one blow might kill him . I was so angry. I had no sense of right and wrong, just animalastic rage at being so discarded at a time like this. When i finally got close enough that i swung my fist forward. he grabbed it in one hand. I watched in complete disbelief as the black glow around it dissapated and i was swept off my feet, landing harshly with my back against the cold dirt of the ground. He stood with his right foot pressed against my neck, i didn't dare move. I looked up to be met by piercing red eyes, coldly staring back at me through silver stands of hair and suddenly anger turned to fear. "I could kill you" he said with almost no emotion to his voice "snap your neck right here, burn your body and say you died in the accident. No one would ever know".
"Just do it!" i cried out "whats the point anymore" The man sighed and released his foot from my neck "Dont be so melodramatic, have some dignity for god sake". Tears streamed down my face now and i snaped again "screw you!" i tried to struggle to my feet in defiance , but quickly learned that wasn't going to happen when a knee came crashing down on my back ,knocking me straight back on to the ground again in painful agony " if you really want to die, here" the man threw a dagger at my side, his face showing no sign of sympathy "You can do it like a coward should"

I stared at the dagger for a moment. This man wasn't going to step in at the last minute and stop me. If i decided to die here then it would happen. The dagger was small, very small. The handle was black, covered in old runic designs, symbols too old for me to understand. The blade was sharp and slightly curved round. It too was engraved with markings, only they were much smaller than on the handle. The most impressive thing about it was that the blade was completley crafted from ruby stone and hardend with Kode to give it the strength of any other metalic blade. It must have been really valuable. I picked it up contemplating the idea of death, trying to find any reason to stay alive. I couldn't. After all, everyone else i knew was dead. Mother. little Romira and of course Kao. My thoughts where of them. I held the dagger up against my throat; closed my eyes and sliced quickly and deeply across my throat, feeling the sting as my life started to bleed out.