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Whispers of the ruined world

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Chapter 1 - the whispered names

'It hurts...!'

My head was throbbing so much that i could not even spare a glace

to see my surroundings .

Its like snails are crawling into my brain moving

slowly maximizing my pain to the limit .

Due to the extreme pain veins are bulging

in my head and I am clutching my head

between my arms like they are the only things that are holding my head from

bursting like a watermelon.

After who knows how many agonizing second

,minutes or hours the pain in my head

began to subside.

Suddenly I see what is in my surroundings" No"!, not see

but feel, a chill ran down my spine .

A deep sense of fear began to overpower my pain.

I suddenly began to feel cold the room I was in is covered in darkness only

some light seeping in from somewhere .

The whole room was desolate only some

furniture here and there . If it could be called that .

Because the either the furniture was rotten

by some kind of moss covering it or

It was broken one or two legs lying here

and there while looking around the room I spot a door which was grand and adorned in

engravings.

 but

for some reason I feel a sense of dread

just looking at the door in front of me.

I don't why I have this feeling but my

whole body is screaming to not cross

that door .

After sometime I try to calm myself down

and begin to think why I am here in this desolate place.

Last lime I remember i was studying for my

college entrance exams and i fell asleep while studying "THEN WHY THE HECK I AM

HERE !" I couldn't help myself from shouting

But later realise how stupid my actions

were that I was in unknown place who knows where . And despite of that I am

yelling.

it is basically like inviting dangers to myself,

I began to pray to god to save my life.

But then I realise that I don't even

believe in god I haven't ever prayed

properly in a church.

If there really is god then rather than

saving me he should be cursing at me for my hypocrisy .

 

But who cares about that I just want to

save myself even the false source of hope is welcome now .

After nothing happens for sometime I continued my investigation of the room .

The whole room of medieval style it has

massive walls a hole in the wall which seems like a fire place and the wall has

some kind of pattern engraved in them and the colour of walls have faded giving

the room a ominous feeling.

The floor also has what seemed like a

carpet but due to the erosion of time hardly any evidence remain of it, there

are also scorch marks on the wall .

While exploring the room I was very

cautious to not make even a little bit of sound I walked with careful and

deliberate steps and even check around time to time.

After finishing my search I sat down near

the wall and slide a pieces of furniture around me like a shelter to protect

myself .

What should I do now I began to ponder in

my head my next course of actions .

I really really don't want to go to the

door.

I tried to muster my courage to go there

and explore beyond the door up until now I was forcefully holding myself from trembling

and lying in a place and scream to call for help

But due to the movies I have watched and

the feeling from the door coupled with the pain in my head stopped me from

doing so .

In movies I don't know why but always when

a guy is in this kind of situation they

try to call for help by screaming 

without even checking their surroundings only to be killed and eaten by

a grotesque looking monster in the most brutal way.

But I not some fucking side character who

is going to die a dog's death like this.

And the pain in my head is also slowly

decreasing it is a good news if it was any other time but right now it was

the worst time possible because the more the pain that went away more my body

starts trembling from the feeling coming from the door

The pain is the only thing that is helping

me to think rationally without screaming or straight up crying.

So I have no choice but to go and explore

now if the pain went away it would be near impossible to go out of the door .

So I steeled my nerves and left my newly built shelter and walk out of the door

.

When I exit the door and observe my

surrounding I found a long corridor stretching on two sides going endlessly into the darkfloor.

Its walls has the same engravings as the

sides of the room I was in.

When I was looking around the corridor.

I spotted a name plate outside my room the

name written there was in another language but strangely I could read it . ' lucian' was the name that was inscribed

there

I began to go one side of the corridor .

I noticed similar room like myself after walking few steps in the corridor they

also have name plates on them they read Melric, Vaelthorn ,Draven, Nyxara , Kharvos 

.

They must be the people who occupied these rooms but I don't have the

time to stand there and read them .

My body was starting to tremble even more and more there was also

something else I fell the more I walk down the corridor it's like some one is

calling me the more I went towards it the more my mind and body wants to go

there.

So I decided to go there after walking for 5 –10 more minutes I Reached some kind of stairways network there were

two pairs of stairs winding down to the ground floor and another pair of them

leading to somewhere on the 2nd floor .

Just as I was marvelling at the grandeur of the stairs which feels like

they would take mortals like my self to either heaven or hell.

The felling of calling suddenly strengthened.

The feeling was coming from the second floor .It was like warning me to

not go towards the ground floor.

I also found the ground floor very ominous the sense of fear I felt in

the corridor and the door was coming from there so I decided to move to the 2nd

floor.

At some point I began to run

towards the 2nd floor while having

no regard for my

 ' no sound rule ' now it doesn't

matter how much sound I make I just have to reach the origin of this feeling.

While following the strange felling I entered

a room which was clad in darkness.

 smell of damp stone and rot

entered my nose.

Shadows clinging unnaturally to the stone and some kind of crimson

fungus wrapped around black walls.after seeing them properly it is following

being formed into some kind of rune .

there were also melted candles at the side near the walls at the centre

of the room was a raised plat form where the black chains hung midair chains which darkness.

The dripping of water could be heard from somewhere.

Just as I was surveying my surroundings.

"SO YOU ARE HERE AT LAST"

After listening to the voice I

immediately dropped surveying the surroundings

And poured all my attention towards the voice.

Listening to the voice It seemed to come from very end of the world

itself. Was heard by me .

The terror unlike anything before i have seen ,heard or imagined seized

me It was like i am dropped in a tube of water and some on is pulling every

ounce of oxygen out from me.

After standing there still for about 15 minutes not even blinking my

eyes finally i gained enough courage of answer.

"who are you and where are you"

After saying that I stand there waiting for a answer which eventually

came.

"I AM YOUR FATE, YOUR FUTURE BURDEN AND YOU ARE MY ESCAPE"

After hearing that I was not able

to control my self and asked in trembling voice .

"what do you mean by that "

Ha ha ha ha .....

What I heard was a laugh , a laugh laced with sarcasm and pity towars me

was heard and then finally a answer came

from the ominous voice.

"AREN'T YOU INTERSTED WHY YOU CAME HERE IT WAS I WHO BROUGHT YOU HERE "

After hearing it a name suddenly came to mind for some reason.

"lucian"

I called the him by the name I thought was his .this was the name I picked

up from outside the room I was in previously .

After a pause which caused my already quick heart beat to become accelerate

even more.

 

Then answer i didn't expect came.

 

"IT IS NOT MY NAME BOY IT DOSEN'T MATTER ,WHAT I WANT IS A SIMPLE THING FROM YOU JUST TAKE THE KNIFE

NEAR THE ALTER AND KILL ME WITH IT. YOUR FATE WILL BE GIVEN TO YOU.YOU WILL

BECOME THE ONE OF THE The Whispered Names "

 

But on the other hand I don't know what whispered names were and the

power he was offering right now I don't want any of that was.

 what I really want was answers of

my questions.

 

 so I asked with My remaining

amount of will power left in me .

Or I tried to ask but before I could ask anything.

 

I saw my body moving towards what seemed to be a alter now I could not

even control my body as if it was going to do something it was deeply yearning

for .

 

I stepped on the stairs and walk towards the alter after passing a

stream of black liquid.

 

At last I stand before a knife likely made from something akin to obsidian

it's handle made of leather in its blade I could even see my face.

 

After crossing some sort of

ritualistic circle made from ash, a dark blue liquid and stand before the

chains which were binding the darkness.

 

Then a deep ominous voice reached me "BEFORE YOU KILL ME LET ME TELL YOU

SOMETHINGS.WHAT I AM PASSING YOU IS THE FATE OF THE WISHPERD NAMES. I WILL TELL

YOU 3 THINGS ABOUT THIS FATE TO YOU"

"SO LISTEN CLOSE"

"THE OTHER WISHPERD NAMES WILL BE ATTRACTED TO YOU LIKE YOU WILL

ATTRACTED TO THEM .

THE WHISPERS ARE YOUR FRIENDS .

MISFORTUNE AWAITS YOU."

EVERY THING ELSE WILL BE UP TO YOU NOW. NOW THAT ALL THE WISHPERED NAMES

ARE INHERETED AND UNSEALED.SO THIS IS THE BEGNNING OF 'war of broken wishes '.

 

Just after licensing that I

thrust the dagger I had in my hand in the darkness.

 

After thrusting the dagger the darkness seems to pulse and starts to be

absorbed by me when the darkness was partially absorbed by me I saw the face of

a man bound in chains in Infront of me.

He appeared to be a handsome

middle aged man in his thirties he was wearing nothing from top to bottom but

he a some kind of madness to him what unsettled me most was his eyes .

 

Those eyes filled with madness and hatred towards someone I also saw

some relief in them as he was nearing his end . In those black eyes I saw my

face in his eyes.

 

But it was a completely unfamiliar face which I was used to .It wasn't

my face It was someone else face.

 

The whole darkness was absorbed into me...

After the darkness was absorbed some chenges happened in my brain.

It felt like it was modified or more accurately enhanced. Due to this I

could also hear hear someone's murmurs inside my mind.

But the murmurs began increasing soon they became whispers.

 

Some kind of whispers are crawling their way into my mind they were like

madness itself.

Its like they are scratching away the brain itself.it was comparable to

the headache earlier.

 

Before they were able to overwhelm me i lost conscious ss.ne