EmoWraith

Prologue My name is Emik. This is the story of my life and my death. I was born into nobility and have known no other life. I am the elder child of Oris, the King of Agoth. I have one other sibling, my younger sister Ki. At the age of 16 my father died leaving me to rule a dying kingdom. It has been a hard path, one with many mistakes. However, with Samkiel, a sword whose appearance bends to my will, I have survived these trials and come out for the better. I have fought tyrants, commanded armies, and marched in foreign lands. I have loved and lost, yet I have trudged on. I am known to be of a melancholy temperament. It is exceedingly rare f

Tired I'm tired of being hated for being different. Of being underestimated because I am small. Of being responsible because no one is willing. Of feeling worthless because I am not perfect. Of wearing a mask so that I will fit in. Of hiding my emotions so that I won't appear weak. Of being sad because I rarely have reason to be happy. Of being ignored because I am quiet. Of being scorned because I refuse to be classified. Of feeling outcast because I am smart. Of being harsh so that I will not be hurt. Of hiding my hurt because it won't be returned with love. Of being angry because there is no affection. Of failing because the bar is too hi