Prologue
My life began in the depths of a dark alley, where I laid cold and wet from the heavy rain that poured from the sky. The wind howled and gobbled me up whole, rocking my small and fragile body, and as my beginning developed, the end of a broken war was approaching. The conflict between normal and abnormal. The fight between mortals and immortals. The battle between life and death. My 'adoptive' father claimed it specifically to be a war between the Gods and Man. However, the balance of the war fell strongly on the side of the Gods, and he, on the side of man, knew far too well that all life was valuable. So he ran cowardly through a dark passage, in hopes to seek refuge from the chaos that occurred on the outside. Instead, he stumbled upon a crying child, laying naked and scared, yet most of all, innocent to the sins that laid waste to many of his people. And through the infants eyes, he grew a responsibility that he was not used to.He took the infant with him through the storm of clashing metal and bloody massacres to a far away place where he knew no one would find them.
A place where he could wallow in his own pity and raise his abnormal son.
However later in the future when the surviving warriors of the past rebellion begin to die, Ghost must investigate and fight back the sudden horrific acts alongside his robotic AI brother.
In the depths of a low social class village, this child will grow into a memorable young man we'd come to know as...
Ghost
*warning for mature audience*
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