The Promised Ones prologue 'Hello, There'

9 sep 2025 · 5 keer gelezen · 1 keer geliket

Hello, There

 

Have you ever seen or experienced strange things? Things you could not explain? A strange figure in the corner of your eye? But when you look nothing is there? Or a face in your grandmother’s carpet? But when you rub your eyes the face is gone? Or perhaps you’ve been able to answer a person’s question even before they asked? As if you already knew the question they were about to pop. Or maybe, just maybe, you thought you heard an animal speak in our human language? Even if just for a brief second. Even if it were just a single word.

Have you ever had special friends that only you could see? Friends you would see daily, and who would even visit you in your dreams? Have you ever been bullied just for being yourself? When everyone else seemed to be poorly made copies of each other? Have you ever been told that you are ‘too smart for your own good’? When you were just trying to help? Have you always been the scapegoat? Even though everyone knew you weren’t the guilty one? Have you ever felt helpless and misunderstood, when all you wanted was to be accepted?

Well then, perhaps and maybe; you could very well be a ‘Promised One’. One who is plagued by ‘Unwillings’, and this story might just be the very thing you have been looking for. The end to that gnawing feeling of being misunderstood. Finally an answer to your burning questions. “Who am I”? “Why does nobody like me”? “Why am I bullied”? “What is the purpose of life”?

Well, maybe not the last one. But a ‘Promised One’ definitely faces the others regularly. You see, a ‘Promised One’ has a special aura that surrounds them. It envelops them. Each ‘Promised One’ has their own color, only seen by their fellow ‘Promised Ones’. This color can always change depending on their emotions. Or even by growing up. This aura is invisible to all ‘Normals’, but everyone and everything can sense the aura of a ‘Promised One’. Animals will tend to feel more relaxed around you, and bullies will tend to feel more agitated. Because the aura of a ‘Promised One’ is pure Goodness. In every sense of the word. It is the blessing of the Gods, and their warmth and love that shines through. The ‘Promised Ones’ are the chosen champions of the Gods. Every religion. Every God. Every country, every city, every household has their champions chosen at birth. Once chosen, you face a life filled with hardships. Designed to strengthen you. To bring you up. Then tear you down and force you to start all over again, your entire life, until you are called upon to join the fight. A ‘Promised One’ is gifted with eternal life, in a sense. At first they are called ‘Neos’. But ‘Neos’ do still age and die, and are sent to their preferred version of heaven. There they become ‘Paleos’ and await the final war, where they will be risen again to join the fight. It is a great honor to be a ‘Promised One’. So, don’t ever feel ashamed for being good, or nice. For being different, or weird. For being wise beyond your years. Don’t ever feel discouraged. You are not alone. You are one of billions. Spread out across history, time and space.

But know also; that for each ‘Promised One’ there are five ‘Unwillings’ who are chosen as well. By the forces of evil and corporate greed. These ‘Unwillings’ are indeed the very people you are thinking of right now at this very moment. Yes, thât bully you know, and yes, thât politician says all those nasty things. ‘Unwillings’ are designed to sniff out the aura of a ‘Promised One’. They are single-minded creatures divided into two roles. The ‘Alphas’ focus solely on destroying the ‘Promised Ones’. While the ‘Omegas’ are designed to break the minds of a ‘Promised One’. They then force them into becoming ‘Unwillings’. These broken ‘Promised Ones’ become known as ‘Betas’. They are in every essence of the word the servants and shields of the ‘Omegas’. 

So, please; my ‘Promised Ones’. Please, keep on fighting. Keep on struggling. Never give up. Because sooner, rather than later, it might be your turn to join the fight.

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9 sep 2025 · 5 keer gelezen · 1 keer geliket