Ellen Taylor

The Warrior was a legendary man who possessed all four God-given gifts and fought in the great battle that brought peace for many generations. That was the story Indenuel’s mother told him when it got too hard to hide his gifts. No one else had all four God-given gifts anymore, and being different was a sin in his village. However, after his mother’s death, a visiting High Elder of the church told him the Warrior wasn't a mythical person of history. He was a man prophesied to come save the people of Santollia now. Someone who grew up in such humble conditions that even though everyone in Santollia knew the Prophecy of the Warrior, the man himself would not know it. Indenuel had been discovered!

Now Indenuel must grapple with strengthening his four God-given gifts, learning to navigate the highest social class, and train for a battle he is not prepared to fight while a question plagues his mind.

His mother knew the prophecy of the Warrior. Why did she lie to him?

*Updates every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday

It was supposed to be the best story I’d ever created, my love letter to the fantasy genre. It had heroes gathering mythical artifacts, an epic fight with a dragon, and adventure! But instead, due to a faulty narration device, this story now had me, in the flesh.

Which means I, the creator of this world, now have God-like powers to do whatever I want, and when someone has unlimited abilities, it starts to corrupt even the best of individuals. An unlucky guy like me becoming God is a recipe for disaster.

Everything is now ruined. There is no epic journey. There are no forging friendships. There’s not even a fight with a dragon anymore. There is no skill to gain, no progress to be made, because I am literally God. The only thing I needed to focus on is finding a way out of my story. Oh, and to not go insane with power and destroy everything I created.

Ugh, this is going to suck.

*updates Tuesday and Thursday