im writing a book and heres the prologue

junathenobody 12/21/2021 02:40 pm 615

Somewhere deep in a forest, there was a cave. It was your typical forest cave. Dark, deep, wet, full of boulders...

and crystals.

Not every cave has cool rocks and crystals, but this one did. Now, at first glance, these crystals appeared totally normal (apart from the fact they glowed, casting a variety of luminescent colors), upon closer inspection, one may find that the posses magical powers.

There were 8, (or 10, depending on who you ask) powers: fire (red), light (orange), electricity (yellow), earth (green), ice (cyan), water (blue), music (indigo), and mind (purple). These were the main 8, but some believe there is a white time crystal, and a black chaos crystal. The chaos crystal, speaking of which is what kick started this whole ordeal. So, let's get into the real meat of the story, shall we?

The Good Overseer, ruler of all good magic ablilites, studied the crystals (which were tied to strings, creating necklaces) knowingly as they glowed in the dark of the cave. She sighed, studying them.

The world was in need of saving, and there was no one around to help.

You're probably wondering why the world needed saving.

It all started 2 days prior. Things were going pretty normal, until Good and her obnoxious neighbor, The Doom Lord (ruler of all bad magic abilities) got into a bit of a squabble.

Good was minding her own business, watering her flowers, when here comes Doom Lord, acting as if he's the coolest magical being on the block. Good had forgotten to lock the gates to her front yard as she was in a bit of a rush. Her poor little flowers didn't look so happy anymore. They were all sad and droopy, because she had forgotten to water them. And everyone knows if you accidentally leave the gate open, Doom will come in uninvited.

And that's exactly what happened.

“Ohhh Good Overseer!” Doom announced haughtily, strolling into Good's front yard.”I've come to pay you a visit. I'm surprised you forgot to lock the gate. Silly you! Anyways I'm here now, so are you going to-”

Good's head snapped back to look at the cloaked thing with glowing red eyes.

“No!” she snapped. “Get out of my garden!”

“But Good!” he whined babyishly, “I'm already here! I'm your guest! You're supposed to entertain me!”

Doom had only said approximately 40 words, and Good was already enraged.

“GUEST?!” she shouted. “ENTERTAIN YOU?! YOU SNUCK UP INTO MY YARD WITHOUT ASKING!”

Doom shrugged. “The gate was open. Not my problem!”

Good had the urge to run up to Doom and grab him by the neck, but that would go against her moral code. So instead, she marched up to him angrily and got as close to his face as she possibly could without making things awkward.

“Listen here”, she growled, pointing a finger in his face, “I want you out of my garden, now. Me accidentally leaving the gate open is not an invitation for you to come waltzing up in here without my consent. Get out of here and DON'T COME BACK!” she shouted angrily.

At this point, Doom had just given up. “How rude!” he snarked. “Didn't even say hello or anything. Well, I won't be visiting you again anytime soon! Ta ta!” he wiggled his fingers at Good and slinked out of the garden without another word.

Despite his sarcastic departure, Doom was actually very angry deep down. He just wanted to visit Good. Sworn archenemies can still hang out and annoy each other right? Also, wasn't Good supposed to be a GOOD person? Good people aren't rude!

That night as Doom sat in his armchair where he thought out all his evil plans, a lightbulb thought came to him: find some evil power crystals in the nearby caves and use them to destroy Good's garden and teach her a lesson!

This may sound ridiculous to you, but Doom was the kind to fight fire with fire. Someone throws something at you? Throw something else at them. Someone calls you a mean name? Call them another mean name. Someone sets your house on fire? SET THEIR HOUSE ON FIRE BACK, DANG IT!

In this situation, Doom would've gone down the “kick them out of your garden” route, but he didn't have a garden to kick anyone out of. So, he decided to do what he knew how to do best: use chaos as a revenge tactic.. After doing a bit of thinking, he decided that the best place to start with his cliché “evil plan” (which was nothing mere more than just an idea, he wasn't even sure if it would work) was to do absolutely no prior planning and just head out to The Caves without thinking.

Unfortunately, things just go downhill from here.

Remember how earlier we established that Doom hadn't planned his plan properly? This is where the bad stuff happens. Kids, let this be a lesson for you- if you want to execute an "evil" plan, make sure you know what you're doing, or you could end up doing much more damage than intended.

So Doom started off on his voyage to the caves. After making his way through the rather thick and dark forest, he finally arrived at The Caves.

At first, he had to mumble and grumble his way through things. The cave was pretty gross. It was damp, nearly pitch-black, and worst of all, freezing cold. Doom couldn't stand the cold. (Even though most would argue that his hatred of the cold is hypocritical considering how cold his heart was.) But as he made his way through the cave, things began to get a little more complicated.

Where exactly were those crystals?

This was not his first time visiting The Caves, but he knew that occasionally Good would go in and rearrange the crystals. How did he know this? He would sometimes follow Good around. It caused some real sleuth skills, but Doom managed it. Sleuthing was his thing. The only reason he didn't just grab the crystals from her whist she was rearranging them was because he wanted to wait until the time was right.

And he believed that now was the right time.

Still dumbfounded, he looked at the 3 tunnels in front of him. The left tunnel was dark, the right tunnel was dark, but the middle tunnel seemed to have some sort of light emerging from it.

This is what gave away the location of the crystals, as he knew they glowed. Doom eagerly ran off into the middle cave. This was his chance.

Sure enough, when he entered the tunnel, there was a round slab of stone, almost like a table. And among it sat the crystals, providing a soft, colorful glow in the dimness of the cave. There were 10 of them, but only 9 were glowing. Having read up on the crystals, he knew exactly which one he was looking for. It was a black crystal that had no glow to it. This was the chaos crystal. It's purpose was, as the name suggested, to wreak havoc on society. This could be any act of havoc-wreaking the person wished. All they had to do was hold the crystal in their hand and say what they wanted to happen.

Doom was filled with joy. His whole plan was starting to come together. He carefully strolled over to the table (even as evil as he was, he had no desire to damage such beautiful crystals) and picked up the one that wasn't glowing.

As he wrapped his shadowy, triangular fingers around the crystal, he smirked with confidence.

Here goes nothing.

“I wish to wreak havoc on the entire universe.”

Doom's words didn't hit them until he actually said them out loud. Sometimes, his thought patterns interrupted his speech, and he said what he was thinking, not what he actually wanted to say.

“I wish to wreak havoc on the entire universe.”

NO!

Not the entire universe! Just Good's garden!”

But it was way, way, way too late.

Before Doom could try to do anything to stop the incoming calamity, his vision faded to black, and he dropped to the cold stone ground without another word.