The Sagas: Shadows

I entered the world for the first time in my existence with nothing. No name, no history, no purpose to it. It is dark and cold within the walls of someplace that has never seen something, I don’t have a word for it yet. I am nothing but a speck of magic, without a body to move around in. I see things standing around me in a circle for some reason. Did they create me? At that moment, I finally begin to create my body with the only thing that I can grasp, darkness. I begin to grow and grow into the shape I want to form into. The form of these creatures may suite in this world. After a few moments, I finally feel whole with this body. One of the creatures with long thick skin on its body, is saying something to me, I do not understand what it's saying to me at all. Now it is yelling at me for some reason. It takes a few moments before I can process it’s language. It is telling me to come near him, saying that I must obey it since It is my master. Those around it are telling him to calm down and not to anger me. Master, the word takes a moment to process. This thing wants to obey its words so I can do whatever it says, whenever it feels like it. Am I supposed to serve this thing. Is this my purpose, my existence? Then another word comes to mind, slave.
A great surge of emotion comes to me with ease, I feel like tearing it to shreds for its isolation words. The word that comes with this is anger and I seek blood with it. I move forward, closer to it with the urge to take remove its head from its body. It looks pleased with itself, thinking that it is controlling me. I than notice sharp shiny objects in the back of the room on the wall. As my mind concentrates on them, my fingers start to extend and become like them. It seems that I can Shape my body to whatever I can think of, this can be of useful later. The things around me don’t seem to like what I am doing at all, and some of them are stepping back. I walk closer and closer to the thing that is trying to command me, but he does not move from where he is standing. The things around them are insisting he step away from me for its own safety. He doesn't listen, even though I am in its reach. I raise my hand and reach out towards its throat, ready to slice it. But something stops me from reaching me and zaps me. Then, I see what the problem is, a magic barrier had been placed around the circle I was created in. I look down and see markings of the floor, it seems that these are want keeping the barrier intact. The thing is making a loud noise with its mouth and tells the others that I can't break through the barrier. The others seem to be relieved at the moment know. I examine the barrier with curiosity to see if there is a way to escape. I gently put my hands on the barrier slowly in order not to inflict pain on me again. The thing keeps talking about how stupid I am and says that I will obey him over time. I have change my mind on one thing, I am going to give him a slow and painful demise. I can see the very fiber of the magic itself, all the pieces that keeps it together it almost feels soothing just looking at it.
Soon enough I find a weak point in the barrier itself and begin to make a tear within it. The thing has now lost his courage and begins to tell the other to stop me from escaping. By the time they begin to react, it is far too late and I quickly escape from my would be prison. The things pull shape pointy objects from their skins and one rushes towards me. It sink the object into my chest before I can even react. It does not hurt and I do not feel injured, Their objects seem to not affect me at all. In response to its action, I thrust my hand into its stomach and feel my hand go through to the other side of its body. It lies limp as I slow remove my arm from its body and falls to the floor. Another word soon enters my mind for the first time, death. It seems that these thing are more easier to kill than I thought. I soon see something within the eyes of these things that I truly understand, fear. They start to panic and try to escape like prey try to escape from a predator. But there is no escape from me, for I am the bringer of their deaths. The slaughter is quick and soon enough all that is left is the foolish thing that tried to control me. The fear radiates throughout its entire body as I hear its heartbeat. It's death was all but satisfying to me knowing that he suffered in agony as I slow took it apart piece by piece.I was about to tear of its head, when something strange happened. The saw images going through my mind, They gave me knowledge of words and places, and of magic. I soon realized that all of this was coming from this thing, this knowledge, these memories from this man as it was called. This man that was called Aurelius. It looked like he was in excruciating pain the longer I looked deeper. I did not stop at any moment, I craved more and more of this knowledge that was in this mind. Then it is finally over, he lay lifeless on the floor with the look of terror on his face. I am now alone in a room covered in blood. I look around to examine the room, diagrams and magic seals cover the walls. Potions and ingredients cover tables in every direction. I look at the shape objects on the walls again, weapons they were called. Most of them were swords and other types of weapons. I concentrated on them and my hands take shape once again. This can be quite annoying just trying to do this every time, not to mention the length of my hands made me sloppy in killing the Humans. I needed something smaller and more maneuverable. I walked a few steps when heard a clunking sound at my feet. I picked it up or examine closer. It was small and the blade was curved. A dagger they called it, yes this will do nicely for it almost feels natural to me. After a few practice swing, I new that these were something that were just for me.
Suddenly, I heard banging at the door. I knew that I had to leave to conceal my existence, so no one ever knew about me and try to catch me. Then suddenly I was gone or should I say in a different place in a different point of view. The door broke open and soldiers rushed in and were horrified at the slaughter that I created, but I was not there, well not were they could actually see me. For I was one with one of shadows in the room, concealing my appearance. They began searching for survivors, even though there were none. No one was at the door, so I quickly moved through it and I was free to go where I please in this brave new world I was born into.