So guys, this is my latest project. Please review! Oh, and I'll update every Friday! And usually there wouldn't be two sections in a chapter, but I don't really count the prologue as it's own like separate chapter so I just included it. Enjoy!

Note: Ebene is German for 'plain'.

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Prologue and Birth

The Wordless Boy

—Prologue—

In this world, people are born with 'the words' marred into their wrists. The words are different for each person, and each reads the first —or most significant or memorable— sentence that your future soulmate will say to you when you meet them in their handwriting.

People go about their lives, talking to random people on the street, seeing if somehow their sentences would connect, or if one partner had said that sentence sometime in their life. Although for the most part, it isn't something you can force. It just happens, it's fate. Destiny. The words are what count most in a human being's life.

Sometimes 'the words' don't make any sense. You could have the strangest sentence inked onto your wrist, but it would all make sense when you met your soulmate. Sometimes, the sentence is so strange you can use it as a clue. You learned about 'the words' in school, there were entire subjects dedicated to learning the history of the phenomenon. Why this society focused so much on someone's romantic partner instead of a person's individual success or happiness was a mystery, but an entirely different one. Besides, there were very few people who minded hearing and learning about 'the words', because who didn't want to think about meeting the person they were fated to be happy with? Their other half, the light of their life. Their soulmate.

If you were to go against 'the words', your life would most likely end up being terrible. If you were romantically involved with someone who was not your soulmate, things could be catastrophic. Although no one ever went against 'the words'. It just wasn't something you did. Instead, you spent your whole life memorizing your words and every sentence that came out of your mouth, and everybody else's, just in case they might be the one.

The words were the most precious thing a person had.

—Birth—

"Push! The baby is almost out, you're doing great!"

There was a yell from the soon-to-be mother, and the cheer of the nurses surrounding her as she gave the final necessary push. Out popped a wailing baby, and after cutting the umbilical cord, the doctors washed and wrapped the newborn in a blanket before handing the infant to the waiting mother.

"Congratulations, it's a boy! Any names in mind?"

The woman tilted her head in thought before smiling widely. "Ludwig. I'll call him Ludwig."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful baby boy! Now let's take a peek at those words, shall we?"

The mother nodded her blonde head enthusiastically, her blue eyes sparkling with happiness. Oh, her older son would be so happy to have a younger brother. Pulling down the blanket, the doctor gently grasped one of the small wrists, turning it over to find it blank.

The doctor and mother shared baffled looks, before the doctor smiled and shook her head. "No, it must be on the other wrist." The two women shared a smile, both nodding at each other in agreement, as the doctor tucked the small limb back into the blanket, and pulling out the other delicate wrist.

Blank.

The woman's blue eyes widened, and the doctor shook her head sadly, looking at the floor as she bit her lip in sympathy.

"Mrs. Beilschmidt, I am so sorry."

And there, in the sterile hospital room surrounded by doctors and nurses alike, Mrs. Beilschmidt broke down, sobs escaping her lips as the tears rolled down her cheeks rapidly, clutching her newborn to her chest as she wept, already whispering her apologizes to her newborn, apologizing for the life he was going to have to lead in a world like this.

To be continued

Please review, and I hope you enjoyed it! I promise it'll become more exciting in future chapters. Next Friday's chapter will be better. And sorry it's so short!

Coming next: Age 2