Zack's past

Chapter one: Regret

Suffering… I wouldn't think of it as that…. No regret. Yes, I regret many things. Yes I regret not saving my only real love, the only person who in a way truly loved me. As well as the fact I couldn't save those who truly love me…. And I also lost all those who love me. My life isn't the greatest, but that doesn't excuse me… yes. I should have been better at saving them. Well I now have innocent blood on my hands, and a stream of nightmares in a way. Yes, well you're wonder who I am. My name is Zack, well that is all I could give you for now. Let me began my story….

It started out when I was young. My family is mostly a nomadic group. We wander around doing some sort of odd jobs and such. My father looks for items of value and of ancient lore that his employer sends out to seek. He once told me he had a dream, to find a powerful relic that summons an ancient creature of great power. He told me that it was an only a myth, but then he seen myth comes to life so he wouldn't be surprise if it was true.

I was impressed with my parent's skills. I wanted to once be like them. Oh, how ironic those simple words would be. Such a silly, innocent thing, only a child would desire it. Oh, how I pity the young. They know not the suffering of age. Yet I have to live with it for the rest of my life.

But like all things with youth there were times where a child couldn't be with their parents, so my parents had to find ways to keep me safe. I was often put in homes with strangers. Well they were strangers to me at least. But this stops when I was in my late childhood. My parents decided to buy a house and put me in it. I was soon left there to try to adapt to life there. But soon after words I found her and my life change all so much….