Week zero

Dark, darker, yet even darker. A void of endless blackness, without any horizon. You do not know how you got this void. Nor do you remember when you got here. Only that you have been lost in this void for an unknown time, wandering without a purpose, existing in a state of nothingness. And yet, there is something different about this existence.

You can sense it. It is a very faint beating heart. A pulse that is almost imperceptible, but it is there. Something is living in this void. Something that is calling for you.

No idea where to go, or what to do, you still have the will to survive. As such, you pick a direction and start to walk.

After a few hours of walking, you notice a small light.

Running as fast as you could, making your way to that light.

Upon reaching you reached out grabbed the small orb.

Only to be blinded as an explosion of light blinded you like you were hit be an light elf’s fire spell.

But instead of feel an Indescribable amount of pain, you feel…Okey… In fact you feel better than okay, you feel great actually. The warmth that is surrounding you feels so comforting, and yet you feel something else coming from this orb as well. You feel alive. The light around you is blinding you, but yet you can see clearly. Your senses are heightened, and you can smell and hear things that you didn't notice before.

And then you saw….her.

A woman.

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A beautiful woman, staring at you with blazing gold eyes. And she said: " The light that once bind this world is fading. The time has come to restore it. Came, Champion of light,restore the light that once brought life to the world."

And with that your dream ended and you, Sven Traask, woke up.

Opening your eyes, you find yourself in your bed. You still feel groggy, and your head is pounding, but you're up now.

"Wha…what happened?" You ask, rubbing your eyes with your sleeves. "Shit did I oversleep, damn dad’s going to kill me.”

You get out of bed and shake your head to try to get rid of the remnants of your sleepiness, as you put on your clothes and exited out of the castle halls, passing by servants and guard as you making your way to court.

Reaching a grand door, you knock on it.

"Enter," a voice behind the door says.You open the door and you see your father, Duke Baalgruf Traask, sitting in the grand chair, alone.

"Father," you say, approaching him, "I apologise if I was a little late-“

“A little? The court ended an hour ago, it’s practically almost night, that’s a A lot late. and very out of character for you, Sven. Never have I seen you this late for work before."