A Random Short Prologue I Wrote

Prologue

Night had fallen. The ancient cemetery was still barren. But one particular grave

was unique despite the years that had passed. Moss had grown all over the grave.

But something was special about that moss.

It was deadly. But unlike you think, it wasn’t the cause of death of people. Why?

Nobody came near the grave, all the other graves were far away from that one.

But today was a different day, a rather special day.

No, not only because it was a full-moon night. History would begin to be repeated

on this day.

A new era would begin.

The *** moon’s rays were falling on the crest of the you-know-what now.

Darkness had fallen over the grave but the crest which held the darkest of the

darkest secret glistened with radiance.

Suddenly a dark shadow began lurking on it. The shadow turned into a man.

It was as if the man had appeared out of the crest itself.

With his dark-as-death-’s-eye robe, the man dug out the grave and took out

something. The object was barely visible. He looked at it with his sharp black yet

luminous eyes as if they would pierce into the concealed object.

Hiding it cautiously in his robe he took off with a flash of light.

But no, it didn’t end with this, the real bewilderments were yet to come to the

human world.