Einzeru the Seeker
Most start their story by telling you about their parents and what happened to their parents and pack. I don't know if I had a pack, logic dictates that I had parents but I have no recollection of them. I can't tell you how I came to be: even I don't know that. However, I can tell you that I am over two-hundred years old, but, alas, I have not lived every moment of those years. Not that I can remember, anyway. Which brings me to the second aspect of me that you must understand: I have a tendency of jumping through time. Time actually consists of components of time and space, and it isn't as linear as you might expect.
When did this "jumping" begin? It's been there for as long as I have. When I was young, I didn't understand it, at all. One moment I was staring out at grasslands, lush and rich, then my body would freeze and the world would go black, until I became aware again and found myself in the middle of an icy tundra. I don't know how long I wandered aimlessly. It's difficult to make friends when you know you'll be leaving, or vanishing, in my case. It was a very lonely existence.
During one of my "jumps", I became aware in a world of inky blackness. There was nothing, any way I looked. A creature appeared before me. I can't remember what she looked like – I just knew that she was there. I remember what she said: "There is always a reason."
Whether I was dead, at the brink of death, I don't know. I knew my uncreation was looming over me when I was there. With those words, I returned to the planet. They were simple words but… what did they mean? I thought it over as I wandered. I didn't wander far when I smelled fire. Curious, I trotted to the scent, and came upon a great crater carved out of the earth in ash. I could hear something moving – a soft gasping breath. Whereupon I found a small pup, wounded by the former flames, helpless and probably beyond saving, and yet I couldn't just leave her there. In spite of my inner voice telling me to walk away, I picked the pup up by the scruff and took her to the nearest settlement. I stayed close by and watched over her. She would be mute, her face scarred, blind in one eye and lame on her left foreleg but, she would live. At the words "She'll live" I "jumped" again.
Each time I ended up somewhere it was in the middle of something, I suspect whatever it was that sent me through time to the dark realm had lost faith in me at first. I knew now I had a purpose, be it as simple as giving aid to those in need, it was still a purpose. Again, there are many bits missing from my memory – how many "enlightened jumps" I had, I cannot recall but the first.
This time, I came upon a land ravaged by war. Two great kingdoms war and they destroy things heedlessly in their path. I have evaded most of their soldiers, I am poorly equipped to do battle. They would sooner destroy me than catch me, or anyone else in their path.
I have not jumped. I have been stuck here for over two years. I have lost my purpose.
I don't know if I'll ever "jump" again, some days I wish for it, and others, I fear it.