Endless Journey

Endless journey


Part1 Memories


It all started 5,000 years ago, but it seems like it was yesterday… I would like to forget everything, but I can never forget the horrible and painful memories that still linger in me. I lived through all these years only seeing pain and suffering every time I tried to help worst and horrible problem arose… I wish that my life would end but I know it is not possible since the one who created this pain and suffering in the world is still out there making people suffer and I must live in order to stop him for good.

Today I took on the challenge to walk through the old Har’s plains to remember an old friend… the creator of my sword… he was older than me and he was also in the beginning of everything but he had found a way to escape his immortal curse. He sacrificed himself for the one he loved… if you ask me he was the luckiest one of us all, I was there when he died when he was dying he told me these words “ I do not want you to fight him alone but I cant go on living if I cant live with my beloved Clara I have no regrets… there is a way I have figured out to escape this curse I have figured out how to fuse my immortal energy with her life energy doing this I can give her life but in the way I am now I can only sustain us both for less than five minutes…” he died then but at least he died with the one he loved… he was the creator of my sword and my master as well he’s name was Ixidor this is yet another life that was lost by the likes of him… but at least he had found he’s happiness in the middle of this hell.

When I reached the graveyard of the Forgotten Souls it was night and I set out to look for my masters tombstone, I kneeled in front of my masters tombstone and stared at it for awhile I then bowed my head and spoke towards the tombstone “ master you have taught me all that you knew… and you had taught me well… but still I still think why must I continue this endless journey… this hell… every time I get close to stop him he defeats me… it is as if it was meant for him to create chaos… my body and mind have been scarred from many battles, my hands are tainted with blood… I don’t think I can go on… master…. I can go mad from this…” a silence settled in the graveyard and the wind started to howl and a bright light shone in front of my masters tombstone I stood up and watched, “ master you see I have gone mad I see daylight when it is night… I cant go on my hope has been lost I should just lock myself in a cage for the rest of eternity” I said while drooping to my knees again, the light crackled and a silhouette appeared in it, it stared at me for awhile, “who are you?” I asked, the figure just kept staring at me, “ who are you?” I asked once more this time I unsheathed my sword, “You dare ask me that question? What honor do you have to ask me that and to wield that sword?” the silhouette asked, “honor I have been in battle all my life in the depths of hell for the cause of good in order to protect the people of this world and to give them hope” I answered, “and yet here you are with your own hope lost” he said “ you don’t understand every time I get close to him he…” he interrupts me “what he disappears is that your excuse he defeats you, you are unworthy to wield that sword”, “what right do you have to say that I don’t have the right to wield this sword?” I asked, “ because I was the one who created that sword…” he said, “master… I have really gone crazy…” I said, “no my apprentice you have not gone crazy… I have come here to guide you back to the right path” Ixidor said, “master then what should I do?” I asked, “ I cannot tell you what you can or cannot do that is up to you but remember the lessons I have taught you” he said, I remembered my masters teaching and remembered that I was the only one who could stop him, “ I remember now master I am the one who can stop him because I was the one who created him this is why I am cursed and lost my memories even my own name” I said, “ yes but from here you will not leave empty handed look in your locket, open it and open a secret compartment behind the ancient writings” he said, I did as I was told I opened it and found something written on it “Zack” I read it, “is this my name?” I asked “ I believe so I found that compartment before I died in the last battle I had with him u had dropped your locket and I had seen those words, I wish I could do more for you but I have to go… you have to live on and save the people of this world… save them from him” Ixidor said, “ I will master… and now that I know my name I may learn more about my past and maybe in my past there is an answer on how I can defeat him” I said, my master disappeared and I kept staring to the spot where my master was “master I will make you proud” I said and turned to walk away from the tombstone and away from the graveyard, when I exited the graveyard 5 shadows where waiting for me, I unsheathed my sword….