Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

The streets can be awfully desolate and barren. They can swallow you whole if you aren't built for them: Alex had to learn this the hard way. Brains could only take you so far in Shangri-La, the majority of people there made their worth with bloody knuckles and willingness to gauge a few eyes. Alex would often return to their hovel with the only thing keeping them standing is extra adrenaline and the sounds of the crowd screaming in their head. 
"Kill him! Slaughter em! Rip his fucking head off!" That is all Alex became accustomed to hearing. One faithful night after a devastating and rare loss for Alex, they curled up with tatters and tried to sleep the pain away, but a kick of their basket interrupted the slumber.
"We had good money riding on that fight, you fuck." A man said slurring, reaking of Piswiser. "Rent's worth of cash down the hole *burp*, due to an asshole!" The man continued.
"Please, sir, I don't want any trouble from you. Just let me sleep. I'm sorry about your situation but-" Alex stated sorrowfully before being interrupted with a gut punch, blood and vomit spewing from their mouth. 
"What you're gonna do is get me back all of my money!" The man bellowed with a belch, pulling out a switchblade and pressing the cold, rusty steel to Alex's thoat.
"Or you can stay here with the rest of the rat shit! Watcha'' say?" The man exclaimed with a wicked grimace. But Alex could not reply, cause as the light in their eyes dimmed, a figure appeared behind the man with blinding aura. Before falling unconscious Alex only heard two words in the most angelic voice they had ever heard: "My child.". Awakening from the darkness, Alex was in a lush atmosphere, they couldn't describe what they saw. The bed they laid on was as soft as rabbit's fur. Bandaged and covered in some kind of oil, Alex saw the figure who had saved their lives. A figure dawned in one half of a dapper suit, but the other half an elegant gawn. The sight surely left Alex confused, but no words were necessary when they locked eyes, as the eyes of the figure calmed Alex. 
"Rest now, my child, you need your strength. In the morning, you will feel marvelous!" The figure proclaimed, it's words like a sweet melody to the ear. Alex rose from the bed and approached the figure who while angelic gave off the most intimidating presence.
"Am I the one?" Alex questioned
The figure smiled and caressed Alex's cheek.
"Only if you wish to be. Now rest, there is much work to be done." The figure said. Alex went back to close their eyes but not before thinking of everything that led to this point, and could only think of one thing. 
"C'est le chemin que j'ai choisi. Je me félicite de la douleur. Je me réjouis du bonheur. Je souhaite la bienvenue à Xtasy!"


The End.