Despite the fact I don't know who I was, I am constantly rebuilding who I am, who
I am now. I live with the changes that have been bestowed on me, no matter how
difficult the battle is. Knowing full well everyday that something is missing
and I can never seem to feel that void. Yes, this does taunt me, it nags at my
heart and brings out a dark side of me. But to fully understand what I am
talking about let me introduce to you the thug who did this to me.
Dr. A.
Phylus Warren... A simple, humble name that when slapped with the doctor title
in front just adds to his innocence and good doing. If it wasn't for his
experiments going wrong and affecting him as well, people would have never
suspected a thing was happening in his home of 700 PL.
The scary truth is though that there was an awful deed afoot in his basement.
He was experimenting with the forces of nature. He was building what he hoped
was a "machine from life" That controlled the four natural aspects of this
world. Earth, wind, fire and water. A delicate balance were these four things.
Now how he managed to harness the four I do not know. The last thing I can
remember is waking up from a deep sleep. It was then that they told me who I
was, or wasn't, 6oo6oo. My job was to follow exactly what they said. I can't
tell you what everything looked like either, for they took my sight in their
experiments. I guess it was too much for my brain to handle so it hand to begin
getting rid of my senses. I am blind and touch is nothing to me. Lucky for me I
have no recollection of either of these so I am not sad for losing them. I see
with what I did receive in place of these. I see with my fire, my water and my
earth power. They failed to inject wind. Something even the most successful
experiments could not contain. A force of nature that could not be tamed. You've
probably heard all those expressions. Your as wild as the wind and such not.
But see instead of harness the wind they wished for me to have, it entered my
body only to quickly leave and in it's place was left a whole. A void. A dark
and deep void of endless darkness.
I can control the other 3 with ease. That didn't take long to figure out how
to but the darkness is so unpredictable much like that of air only difference
is, you can't see the darkness coming. It lurks in the shadows waiting for your
weakest point and then it strikes. I endure this beast in me everyday. I am
tired, very tired because I am always having to keep my mind alert and on edge
ready to fight back so my weakest point does not come.
This has also taught me to fear nothing, but in a sense I feel less alive,
less real and less tangiable.
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