Unknown Island, Y1051
Theos opened his eyes to a nightmare.
He looked at his surroundings. There was nothing but ocean as far as he could see. The air around him felt hostile and polluted.
He reached out with his mind, sensing, looking, for any other living being. He couldn’t sense anything. It was as if the very sea was blurring his senses.
What happened? he thought.
Where is everyone?
And then he remembered.
Acheron…
A large ball of pure magic
Flying away
A huge explosion
And Theos felt a sense of guilt and shame weigh on him.
This was his fault.
If only he had killed Acheron the first time.
If only he had sensed what Acheron was about to do.
If only…
No, he thought.
There had to be other survivors somewhere. And if he had survived, then so had Acheron.
Using his magic, he sprouted his wings and flew away, searching for survivors.
Searching for hope.
And as he flew, he swore a promise. An oath.
I will find you Acheron. I will kill you. I will end this nightmare you have created. For everyone you have killed.
That is my promise.
End of Prologue
