Story belongs to: QueenofDerpyPotatoes

Waking up from my sleep, I look around.  The walls to my room were painted black with what I was hopping to be red paint.  On my bed side table sat picture of me and Rurik when we were children, when he should his actual emotions.  The closet had many pars of cloaks, sweaters and many of my spell books.  Many of the spells were about altering reality, making areas look like broken glass by shattering your plan field.  I really needed more decorations for my room.Siting up on my bed, I felt a heavy sting in my chest.  As if something was raping its self around my soul, trying to make it burst.  I gripped the area of were my soul lie behind my ribs.  Then, I felt a liquid on the palm of my hand.  Looking down on my shirt, I see red.  It was my blood.  It just wasn't my blood, though, it was mixed in with my dark magic  It was a sickening color that made me want to throw up."Lotus! Get down here!" Rurik called. I snapped my head up, looking toward my door.  I forgot, I had to make breakfast for Rurik.  Getting off my bed, ignoring the pain in my chest, i walked out my door downstairs."Finally, you show up you piece  shit," Rurik said under his breathe.I felt another pain in my chest when he said that.  I just didn't listen to him and just started to make breakfast.  After about 5 min, I finished the breakfast he wanted.  I went back to my room and got changed.  After that I head out the house, heading to hotlands to see Dante and Faith.