tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265014472011-04-21T23:00:19.341+01:00A roleplaying character for NCSoft's "City of Heroes" MMORPG. Find Brian in the Virtue server, a member of the Legacy of Heroes Supergroup.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17134631881410484166noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26501447.post-1145467339107826112006-04-19T18:11:00.000+01:002006-04-19T18:22:19.126+01:00I have always had it.<br /><br />Nobody taught me, but I think they call it the power to shape the essence from which the universe was created, or something.<br /><br />It is indeed a greater power, this gift of Magic, but I never knew exactly what to do with it. At the beginning, it was all kid's stuff, parlour tricks, fun and games, street magic was what I called it, specially when it made me some money.<br /><br />I have always lived down in the Row, me and my friends, but things got complicated when the Skulls came. I never had any problems with the gangs, but those guys kept pushing further and further. Unfortunately for me, I was the sort of teenager who couldn't resist anything on a dare. I used magic everyday in an ever more stupid display of recklessness. It was not only about the power trip, but mainly a genuine addiction, something to which no drug could ever come close.<br /><br />Of course the Skulls used me, most of my friends had joined the gang. The only reason I didn't join was because I had become too weird, even for them. Meddling with powers beyond my comprehension was just the beginning - I was straining my sanity to the point of going days without food, sleep or memory. Eventually this had to stop, one way or another. Fortunately, I panicked before I killed myself.<br /><br />It was one long, cold night when I wandered the streets, dreaming a living nightmare, dodging ghosts of the shadowlands, stepping further down into the Netherworld.<br /><br />I don't want to talk about it, suffice to say that I never want to go down that dark path again. I wrestled myself out of the abyss, but the shadows still hound me and call my name. I know that I have opened a door that will never be closed, so my options are limited. In all unlikelyhood, I have decided to become a hero and hope that "using my powers for the greater good", as they call it, will drive the shadows away and let me get some sleep.<br /><br />Who knows? Perhaps I can make some new friends and find some help. Perhaps what doesn't kill me can make me even more powerfull.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26501447-114546733910782611?l=briankell.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17134631881410484166noreply@blogger.com0