***PREVIEW*** The Polygon Playground
#1 of The Polygon Playground
This is a little story that I'm currently working on (I promise this one will be published :P) which allows me to write my heart out on a very sensitive subject for me at the moment: religion. Yes, recently I've been asking myself if I could be gay and a Christian at the same time (because the Bible does a very good job of depicting us). This has actually been going on for a while but I didn't feel the need to express it at that time. However, with Zenuel's album The Polygon Playground I started thinking about it, and then decided to write up the draft for this ongoing story.
Basically this story takes place in a distant planet, on a little region of land called Gerotha where the town has no religion because they never bothered with it and they never could possibly think there would be a superior being from them. However, these gods do exist: Arene Hiroku is the "creator" of the town with her father Deorode Hiroku being the supreme god. They reside in the sky known as Polygonia to them. It is here where the gods of every town ever existed in that world come together and take care of their own share of land.
However, back in Gerotha, there is one person out there that believes there is a god: Tannor Standford, who lives just outside the city limits. His friend Ross (seen here) helps him out as well as tells him his recent dreams involving a voice from above telling him about a truth unknown that will soon be revealed. The voice is none other than Deorode and the truth is the appearance of the gods, as a way to make the town realize that there was someone out there, watching their every step and making sure they were never harmed.
I expect this story to have a good amount of chapters, and the first chapter's publication will probably be sometime next week or two (I solemnly hold on to this promise). I still don't have a definitive thumbnail or cover for it, so I gotta do that after I'm done.
***"The Polygon Playground" name is copyright Zenuel. Content shown here is declared "fan fiction" until proper permission from Zenuel is given.***
"Ross... Ross, my love... wake up..." The same old voice of his dreams echoed yet again. "Ross, it's time... wake up..."
Ross Garth, a lion of only 27 years of age and average height, and the most honored member of his town Gerotha, tried to respond to the mysterious voice. He's done it many times before, only to wake up from the dream. This time, however, was different. He managed to say something.
"Wh... who are you...?" Ross muttered.
"I am... your love... do you not remember...?" The voice grew a bit more stronger. "It's time to open your eyes..."
Ross tried to speak again. "Why do you appear in my dreams? ...why must you... haunt me?"
The voice shushed him as a bunch of blips and beeps could be heard. "I do not wish to haunt you... only realize the truth..."
But with every word that passed Ross seemed to fade away faster from his imagination.
"What... truth..." Ross's final words echoed and blurred from him.
"You'll see... soon..." whispered the voice. "I... promise..."
And with that he suddenly opened his eyes. Ross sat up and found himself in his own room, alone as usual. The sun shined brightly through his window, illuminating his decorative wallpaper of a bunch of triangles scattered about. Some cars could be heard outside and the chatter of the town was as loud as usual; nothing really changed.