Prolonged, Prologue 2.

Trauma is a stain on someone's soul, these stains can always be washed away.

Sins are not the same they are burns that are etched into one's very soul they cannot be washed away.

They cannot be recured or repented so easily.

I cannot be swayed so easily.

I cannot Be surprised so easily.

And most of all, I cannot ever be betrayed again.

I will be the one who burn this game board.

Starting with These puny heroes, I shall sway them with power.

Surprise them with these Villains and there rage.

But most of all I will never betray Their expectations for Feeding off their sin for my own greed.

They will give me everything I want.

The simple power and fulfillment of karma will wither these humans into submission.

Starting With this mortal here.

Let the mortals begin as this story is pulled apart at the seems.

May the progenitors Fall To the Rein of Mammon Nemorinsis!!

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Planet Havvan, Star system Grenvilzia.

Star date: Unknown.

Star System Status: Inhabited.

System purpose: Unknown.

Inhabitants Status: Mortal.

Planet Havvan.

It is my Planet, the only one I've known It is currently on its Seven thousandth rotation.

Our World has finally progressed And with the magic and the Technological advances.

We finally Stepped through the Gates.

The Following was the first human evolution.

Let me Introduce myself.

I am Binghamton Nemorinsis.

I am the First ever human to evolve.

My evolution was not as society had hoped...

I had become what our World called an alien.

I was shunned For this and was banished From our Planet through the core Portal.

When I stepped through this portal after banishment I had been Forced to Fight for my life And I did that for a few hundred years.

I learned That there is more to The Mere power of our world.

But I died alone on that single planet.

It was after my death that I truly lived!

I was blessed with the acceptance of paradise the Avalon of my namesake.

Through my blood I was blessed by the Avalon of Nemorinsis, I was given the choice To stay or return.

And while I was alone for A few Hundred more years I stayed.

It was to my behest a woman Appeared one day in the chapel Of The Avalon In which I built, It was the same place I arrived.

In this place Me and this Woman Shared a few hundred more years getting to know each other.

She was Tarragon Nemorinsis.

The third was Roitan Nemorinsis.

We after Having molded the Paradise to our wills later learned.

We were called champions, Of what We did not know.

After the three of us Learned a common tongue we were Introduced the fourth Egon Nemorinsis.

HE Was Atrocious As such We had to Banish Him.

As to where We found A Nefative of this world Connected through A small door.

After he walked through it we never heard from him again.

A Long Time after that we found another door With a small Black Window next to it.

Time went on and Eventually we had a village, A city, and even a few Churches and such.

One day a man of weird essence entered and called himself the Red Doctor.

Derthanial Nemorinsis.

He claimed to be a villain With ways to crush the Avalon into his will.

After a long While his claims became true.

He was able to use that window to peer into the mortal realms as such We of the orins had more breakthroughs.

We learned of many things like we are all from different times, cultures, and even races.

Through Evolution aliens and humans had spread across more than a single planet.

Each Experience showed That The Avalon was meant for much more.

Eventually One of our Orins or the original Arrivers decided that the door had a use.

He tried to open in but got no Response.

After trying everything A man Who was more recent Knocked on the door.

Ironically it answered.

And thus began our Journey Throughout Time.

Not all of us Knocked but After a few More thousand years.

There had been too many Champion's to count.

But one thing remains, We have not figure out everything this Avalon Hold In secret.

Nor has anyone beside the Vilianous type go through what We now call the Black Field Door.

Anyone who goes through the door We now call the Obsidian Window.

Those people never return... Ever, And we mean never ever!!

We have fair travels to the black field and Do dealings with them on a daily basis.

It's not that we don't have everything we need right...

It's just that The Evil bastards are smart, And they have intentionally memorized weird things like these Contraptions called holowatches.

You see we are not all from the same time in the World hell we aren't even from the same worlds.

Or even the same solar systems at points.

We are not all in acceptance but, evil and good are the same side of a rather big coin.

So easily that even a hero can be called a villain at some point in there Exploits.

Because even us heroes kill indiscriminately In the name of justice.

But who's name and under what Authority is it okay to do what they have us do?

prolonged life has had me thinking about many things but most matter the amount of time!

The only real answer to the Ultima.

to the Question that all life asks.

' how much more is there to life. '

I have begun contemplating more than just my return...

Who is this Avalon made of, and what Authority do they have to make us commit such atrocious acts.

Although it was by thy own hand And I take blame for it.

But why was it needed?

What is the end goal?

This paradise in my mind is more than an enigma, a mystery it is...

This place has now become my source of inspiration!

A reason to be!

Not to question it, but to understand it!?