So roughly five days ago my entire life changed. It all started when me and my mom went for a shopping spree. Inside the parking space something ran over me and I died. But don't worry, I was brought back from the death with the help of an ancient technology called The Gear. It gave me the power to regenerate myself faster but it also came with a major disadvantage, I will die if The Gear is not recharged. And how is it recharged?
By participating myself in acts that arouses me. Basically, when I have sex. Long story short, I am now alive and I will die in two days. Or so I thought until I remembered about the Claves. I still don't know what they are but few days back a clave visited me and completely trashed me. He left me when he noticed how weak and pathetic I was.
And currently I am having a dream conversation with a voice that is speaking a language that I had zero idea about.
"Tera no tyles." It said.
I was standing in a meadow. A lush green meadow. Typical landscape for the unintelligible language conversations.
"Can you speak in any other language?" I shouted to the sky.
"Teach erl." It replied.
The word 'teach' came out after a struggle. It sounded alienated. Like a word it hasn't said before.
*****
I opened my eyes. I don't know what surprised me the most. The fact that there was blood on the ceiling of my dorm room or the fact that a knife was heading towards me at light speed. I quickly rolled myself off the bed.
A masked face-
No wait, not a masked face. It was a black face with two white spots, that I guess was its eyes. It had a slim body but for some reason there was something about that made me feel that it was stronger than it's looks.
"Valianter." It hissed.
I don't know from where. I couldn't see a mouth on its face but still I could say that the voice originated from it.
"Who are you?" I shouted as I rolled away from another stab.
My hands slipped over something. I had a pretty good guess what it was. I quickly stood up and ran out of the room. I looked at my bloody hand as I ran. The guy who died was not really a close friend of mine, but still having someone else's blood on my hands- it gave me the chills.
The entire hallway was dark except for a dim orange light. I ran as fast as I could without stopping. I could hear the hiss behind me.
"What the fuck!?" The security placed at the entrance of the dorm exclaimed looking behind me at the thing that was chasing me.
"Run away!" I screamed as I ran past him.
I heard the sound of guts splashing but I didn't turn back, I kept on running, jumping over walls and fences until I was too tired to move.
I didn't want to turn back but I still did. The black shadow like thing was approaching. I was sweating and panting like a dog while this creature looked calmed and relaxed. It was walking slowly towards me, planning each and every step for some reason.
Its arms turned into a blade that was shining brightly under the moonlight.
Yep that just happened!
I wanted to move, I wanted to run again but my body was frozen. Either from all the running or from the terror that was building up in me or both.
It pulled its hand back, ready to strike me. The blade was coming down fast and I closed my eyes ready to accept the fate.
A screeching sounded vibrated in my ears. I slowly opened my eyes. The black shadow like thing was nowhere to be seen but instead there was someone else there. Someone I knew pretty well. Someone who used to be my best friend.
"Stay back" Peter said and pulled a sword out of thin air. I was too surprised to ask how and why.
I saw the black shadow like thing loom out of the bushes in a corner and charging towards Peter, but for some reason I felt like it's eyes were focused on me. There was something about them, a look of sadness? To be fair his eyes were just a white circle on his black shadow like body.
Peter blocked the hand blade of the shadow creature with his own sword. Sparks flew from the collision. "Run away." Peter grinded his teeth and told me, "I don't know how long I can hold this."
I was shaken up to my core to simply run away.
"Huaaah." A voice came out of the creature. It sounded like a call for help rather than a war cry.
"Stop fighting." I quickly said to Peter standing up.
There was something with the creature that made me wanted to get closer to him, to inspect or maybe I was going senile, either way, Peter didn't listen to me.
He kicked the creature on its stomach. I expected his legs to just go through considering the opposition was nothing more than a shadow but his leg made contact and the creature was thrown back a good some feat.
"Stop fighting." I said to Peter standing between him and the very angry shadow creature who was also standing up on his legs now.
"Move away, idiot! That is a-" Peter started.
"I don't care what it is. I don't think it wants to fight me."
"Then why did you run?"
"Trust me." I said and turned back. The shadow creature walked towards me, making slow steps planning and anticipating for any attack.
What the fuck was I thinking?
My heart was pumping faster every second the creature took a step forward. It finally reached me and bowed down and rubbed its head on my legs.
"Huh?" the voice came out of both Peter and me, I don't know which one of us was more surprised.
Its head felt soft, like silk.
"What is happening?" Peter asked me.
"I should be asking you that." I turned around and faced him, "What the hell are you!?"
"Let's take this conversation somewhere else." Peter said and snapped his fingers.
*****
I was always fascinated with teleportation when I was a kid, especially after watching Goku use instant transmission. But did I ever think it was possible in real life? No. a hundred times no. but that was what just happened. Peter snapped his fingers and I was in an apartment overlooking the city. It looked like a penthouse.
I ran to the nearest toilet I could find and vomited in to the closet. The teleportation was not working wonders on my body.
"Oops. Sorry about that." Peter said from outside.
"Who is it?" I heard my sister's sleepy voice as lights were turned on.
I came out of the toilet to see my naked sister.
"Dude!" she cried and quickly covered herself in the blankets nearby.
I tried looking away but it was tough. She maybe my sister but the fact that she has a superhot body is something that can't be hidden. Not that I am sexually attracted to her, I am just throwing down facts.
I looked at Peter angrily.
"You still sleeping with her?"
"Hieeer." The shadow like creature who apparently got teleported with me said looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Listen to me. We can fight later. But you need to know few things." Peter looked at my sister, "You too."
"Like what?" Emily, my sister asked.
"I am not what you guys think I am. I am a Clave."
That was like a direct bullet shot to my chest. Claves are a bunch of creatures who are trying to kill me or hurt me. I am not sure which. It is tough for me to die considering I have high regenerative capabilities. So why did I run from the shadow creature? Well, because I can still feel pain. It is not like I am a robot.
"A Clave!?" I gulped.
"What is a clave?" My sister asked.
"A bunch of guys who wants to kill me or hurt me. I am not sure at this point."
"WHAT!?"
"I think you better sit down and I will explain everything." Peter said after taking a deep breath, "A few dozen centuries ago, in the land of Alvatra-"
"Alvatra?" My sister asked.
"Yes. It used to be a flourishing old kingdom until the Lenthreals came for us. Or well...at least my grandparents."
"Grandparents?"
"It will make sense soon." Peter said and continued, "The Claves are a clan of warriors who will die for their king. We were trained from childhood to be warriors. One day the king and queen gave birth to a son on the seventh summer solstice of the seventh year. The day the future of Alvatra was written down."
