1.1
In the distance there's screams. As I walk closer the screams become louder and louder. Some are children the others are the adults. I don't know why the adults are screaming. They look afraid. With every step I take the noise becomes more painful to bear but I want to know what there so scared off. The lights start to flicker and suddenly turn off. Everything's dark and then a hand touches my shoulder.
"You're not safe here" A woman says.
1.2
As I open my eyes everything becomes brighter. The sun shines through my window illuminating my room. I don't even need the lights on. My body still aches a bit from last night's rustle, but it should fade away in a few hours. As I look around me, I can see a familiar environment. My apartment or my sanctuary as I like to call it. It's not that big but it's comfortable. It has everything I need. I should be grateful to be able to live in an apartment. It's light years better than my old home. That place was so horrible that it haunts me. It's been years but I still can't get it out of my head.
My gaze turns to the wardrobe on the left side of the room. It has my uniform and my other clothes in there. Well, the clothes that hasn't been left out on the chair to my right. My uniform is mostly clean. It still needs to be washed properly. It has a gold design with blacks on both arms as well as the trousers.
As I get out of bed my body aches start to heal a bit and I walk closer to my uniform. There're
pizza boxes everywhere. It's not like it's my fault it's just that I don't have enough time or the energy to make food after work is over. I do need to get my diet back on track though, If I don't,
I won't be able to do my job properly. I don't have time to clean my uniform properly. That's a shame but at least it's not completely dirty, I mean if it was dirty my boss would lose it. The uniform is a bit difficult to put on, but it comes on any ways. I don't want to brag but I think I look pretty good in this.
I have my uniform on and all of my equipment. I head to the kitchen and pick up a liquid breakfast. It tastes OK but it's important especially when I don't have time to make breakfast. I need to get to work quickly, or my boss is going to kill me. When she is angry, she becomes scary.
I open the door of my apartment and walk down the stairs. I can see my neighbors, but I choose not to interact. I can't spend time talking to others when I am this late for work. I knew sleeping early was a better option but of course reading comics was a "better" idea. There are some kids around playing with pet dragons. They are small and well trained so they should be safe to be
around. I never had a pet when I was a kid and these days, I'm too busy to be able to look after one. As I exit the apartment building, I take in the scenery, it's beautiful. The streets are clean, the dragons in the sky are moving majestically and the trees are standing proud. Even the vendors are smiling. They usually don't smile unless they get good sales.
I walk forward. My eyes still haven't opened properly. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention what I do. I'm a peacekeeper. It's kind of like a diplomat but instead it's a diplomat that is able to use force. Maybe that isn't the right way of explaining what my job is. I know what I just said sounds like
I am an evil enforcer but it's not like that. The nation that I am from is the center of the world and the first place where human life originated from. We are considered by most to be at the center
of everything, when it comes to military power, business, charity and more. We are also the jack of all trades. That doesn't make sense unless I go into more detail. Sorry about that. Basically,
What I am trying to say is that every nation is defined by a specific trait like Asval who are known for their high intelligence. They are far more advanced when compared to the other nations, but they are not as strong as the others. Every country originated from Thronrea which is where I am from. Thousands of years ago members of Thronrea chose to leave and they ventured to the wild lands. The wild lands were undiscovered lands. Thronrea had originally sent out scouts but they never came back. Civil war is what originally caused some thronreans to leave and venture into the wild. They then encountered the beyonders, a race of powerful beings who taught the thronrean exiles their way of life. The thronreans chose to follow them and embraced their lifestyles. That's how the other nations were formed. The other nations embody one aspect that was taught to them by the beyonders. Thousands of years of this caused their DNA to change to the point where they were unable to do a lot of what Thronreans were able to do. When I said that the thronreans were the jack of all trades I meant it because there are multiple aspects of a human. For example, strength, combat, magic, intelligence and kindness. There are more but I can't remember them on the top of my head. Thronreans have access to all of them however every other nation can only tap into one of them and but they are experts in their own fields while the thronreans are able to do all of them but nowhere near the level of the others.