I have tried before, of course. But it's always something that is hard for me. If you don't believe me, you could always look at my other blog. But I wouldn't recommend it. It's very random and confusing and when I was cranky I would insult my viewers. Which I'm going to try not to do this time around.
I suppose one of the first problems I have with stories is that I never know where to start. And no, 'the beginning' doesn't help. There are countless beginnings, and countless ends. They all bleed together and I end up having to go back and re explain. So, while it probably won't completely solve the problem, I have decided that I am going to have to start with a much farther beginning.
To be precise, The Beginning.
Our world has always been full of things we didn't understand. And ever since humankind became aware of that, they tried to create stories to explain them. Of gods and crying mountains and monsters that would lurk in the corner of your eye. Eventually of course, we reached the point where we could discover what really occurred. Omens and curses were replaced by weather patterns and microbes. We entered an age of reason.
Except as a species we assumed that because some of the stories proved false, they all were.
What I need you to know is that some monsters are real. They have existed since before we have, lurking in the shadows. Sometimes a human may encounter them, and either follow the being or take arms against them. But it has always been small. Easy to brush off as a single event or a crazy cult. An author changed a few details of some of these creatures and made quite a name of himself: a faceless man that brought destruction, a tree full of the blood of gods, a woman of the woods. But that helped them hide even more.
Except a number of years ago, one of these monsters brought together twelve of his followers. They were not given details. Just an assurance that soon their numbers would grow, and the task to find a system that could handle that growth.
These twelve people created what would be eventually called the Bureaucracy, and were rewarded in various ways.
Not long after they created this system, a man named Victor Surge posted a photo on the internet. And the entity known as the Slender Man began to expand his influence.
My name is David Banks.
And up until recently, I thought I was the last of the Twelve still alive.
Didn't see this coming.
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