The Beginning...... of the Beginning
Prologue
A story, about to be told, never told before.........among your eyes is a harsh, cold reality. With the piles of crap on the streets picking fights with many others, not many enjoyed living, even if they were in paradise....but, a day came when normal citizens came one day.....they had enough............
Why not?
Chapter 1: WOW (Wise Old Wanderer)
The day, a precious day to be cradled by god was perfect.........as that day...the WOW came to being. He was a beautiful baby, with sharp, black hair and small little hands. His parents, Nicholas and Bessie, were great guardians. But he wouldn't be safe for long.........."AHHHH!!!! Ugh........." The mournful day at the the funeral was a wretched one. The son was 13. His name? Glados122... "Hmmm..... (Who's this old man......Could he be the MURDERER?!) "HEY!!! Who are you?"
"I.........am.........Tezla.....that is all I will give you.......for why I am here shall be unknown until the time starts...
Glados122
Back home, "That was the weirdest old man... He sounds like some prophet or something from a game.......huh?"
"Let me in!!!" I quickly opened the door.
"It's you! The old man!"
"CLOSE THE DOOR!!! Whew....."
"What are you doing here?"
"It is time, young boy, to begin your quest with me...Do you see that user there? Next _Gen_Powder? Hater's gonna hate....AND I WILL STOP IT!!! No.......YOU WILL STOP IT!!!"
"Wow.....an old man saying gonna? What is this, the 1980's? Jesus..."
"Young man, come with me to my clan. Pack all your things. Don't you see? That poor, innocent mushroom is being beat up by that Next_Gen....Together, let's stop all this hating!"
And so I agreed......that poor mushroom WAS fighting back, but not putting up much of a fight......"I wonder why?" And so our journey began........to the Anti-Hater's Clan..........