What we will call you: Rett please.
Will you critique other's work?: It's possible; but rarely.
Links to your story if you have any: I don't post my stories here, I trail and error them with people via PM.
Anything you want us to know?: I have a plot that I'm wondering if you'd think it would be an interesting story? I won't be posting it here regardless, and there's a lot of brainstorming and planning that would need to be done first, but the idea as a whole - I'm just wondering if it could spark some interest. (Also if it does I may be eventually looking for people to test read it for me. But that's way down the road.)
The Game of
Revelations
“This is more than we ever would have expected; the closest we’ve ever been to unlocking the beginning of the game. Do you know why that is?”
“No sir.”
“Because we’ve finally got our players son, we have the pawns...”
Two men stood in a dark room, silence pregnant in the air; there was nothing to be felt but the tense overwhelming sensation. The second man, (which was considerably younger than the first rubbed his chin which was rough with stubble let out a sigh when he heard what the other man said; it was true, the pawns had finally come, now they could begin the game.
“So now what?” The younger man looked at his elder, who had a thick mop of white hair on his head, eyes narrowed. It took a second before the other man answered.
“Find them; and make sure that they’re willing to help us.” He drummed his fingers against the desk that was sat in the room. “Or else...”
The younger man nodded; “I know.”
“Say it.”
“The world ends.”
It was a normal day, maybe you were walking home, or maybe you were home alone; regardless it was just a regular day that was until you were abducted. You couldn’t see your captor before you were knocked out cold. Waking up you found yourself in a plane, along with a few more people your age in which you didn’t know. Puzzled your attention was caught by a short stubby young man who was standing in front of the aisle. He wore thick black leather clothing, and there was a cigar hanging out from the side of his mouth. He introduced himself as Emile, making a snide comment about how each of you were stupid enough to be caught that now you had no choice but to come along with them. Confused and angry you and the others lashed out towards him demanding that he tell you what was going on. He just chuckled and said that you all might want to stay in your seats.
A long time ago before life existed there was a spirit, lonely it created the spirits which were in the form of gods. These gods grew to forget their master, and contented themselves in forming their own life (humanity, animals, etc..) The spirit grew sad, and sealed himself away from everyone else, in his own dimension in which no one, not even the gods could access. But he promised that he would be known one day, and that when that day came that all that ignored him would rue their mistake of ignoring him. For many years the spirit lay dormant, that was until the gods realized that they did not have the power that they had once had when the spirit was with them, and that they were slowly fading away. In panic they tried to reason with the entity which had created them, but he refused to listen, saying that they were nothing but traitors. He did however offer them one chance for redemption, just one chance.
When the end of their power came, and the worlds would start to crumble (without the gods to hold them together) he would allow each of them to pick a champion and that champion would be forced to try and play his game – the game of Revelations. They would have to travel through the maze of dimensions that he had set up and find a way to access his inner sanctum – his very own fortress of a dimension. If they managed to come to him and defeat him and his game then he would return, and the gods would receive their power back in full. Not only that but the spirit would open up another realm; a heavenly one for everyone to live in for the rest of eternity. And so the gods agreed that they would do this; that they would partake in his game.
Now this Emile finishes his tale and tells you all that you’re the champions, and that you have to play the game of Revelations, as it’s the only way to save the worlds. He also tells you that your first take is to find the “Eye of the Universe” which would act like a portal to the other dimensions to try and find the spirit’s inner hold. The Eye is at an unknown location, and the only clue you have is a tome in some long lost language you can’t understand.
So what are you going to do; are you going to help these people? Or will you let the world fall...?
