*THE BEGINNING..ᯓ*
Chapter One: The Beginning
Hi, I’m Allen..
This is the story of how I ended up in ghenma. Funny enough, the story isn’t even about me. It’s about a girl named Rose. As sweet as her name sounds, she’s just as sharp as a thorn when she’s provoked.
Honestly, her name suits her-soft to look at, but if you try to pluck the rose without thinking… you’ll be the one bleeding..yeah
And yes, I tried to pluck that thorn.
And that’s how I landed in ghenma-
the Greek word for “hell.” But we’ll get to that later.
For now, let me tell you how her story starts.
22 October 2023.
Halloween night.
Rose was dressed as a warrior -
five blue feathers sticking out from the back of a helmet that was way too big for her. She kept adjusting it, but it kept slipping in front of her eyes. Finally she got annoyed and dumped it on the bed. (Okay, fine-
she ended up using it as her trick-or-treat basket. It was expensive.)
At her right hip hung a sword. A real, sharp one.
Rose had no idea. She only bought it because it was pretty. Typical Rose.
The sword was gorgeous: its handle had a tiny moon pendant and a phoenix carved into the grip.
No wonder she bought it.
Little did we know… this night would change everything..
