[Sei]

I'll post a fragment of my intro post. :3

A few months after the event now called ‘the Searing ,’ Ascalon was completely torn apart. The once-lush forests once were now barren plains; the flowing rivers now craters of dust. Beyond the narrow, crumbling walls lay the ruins of a once great empire plagued by demons of all sorts. Screams of those dead and still dying filled the night air with a bone-chilling terror few had ever experienced before. Those who ventured out of the relative safety of the outposts rarely came back alive – they either died in battle with the char or returned as a shell of their former selves. It seemed as if the gods had all but abandoned them.

Just back from a nightly patrol, Aidan adjusted his mismatched armor, taking off his helmet to breathe the warm, stale morning air. His dirty blonde hair was cut to just above shoulder length, and with the lack of water, it looked more brown than anything else. Looking down into the bubbling tar pit in the eastern section of the outpost, he could see his face – pale blue eyes hidden almost completely beneath the dirt and blood of the past week. Only eighteen years of age, he looked older, as if the events of the past few months had aged him years. Holding in a yawn, he grabbed some rations and sat down by the fire. In the flames, he started to remember his past and how he had gotten here from the life he cherished before…

… now all was so different. No longer was his home a place he wished to stay – his family was gone; his home was destroyed; his life was torn asunder. The only things that kept him there were his duty to his country and his comrades. He yawned again, finally feeling the exhaustion of his patrol overtake the adrenaline of being constantly on guard for ambushes. For now, he was safe with the Vanguard, and that meant it was time to get some rest.