Guild Wars 2

GW2: River of Memories
Volume 1: Prelude
By: AVM516

He woke up. Everything black.
He couldn’t remember.
Where was he? How did he get here?
He couldn’t see anything. He couldn’t feel anything. Nothing to move. He had no body.
But somehow he could hear. All those voices calling to him:

“You’re a hero~!”
“Once again, brat, starting from the top..”
“One day we’ll get married~! You and me!”
“You’re not alone ya know?”
“I envy you. You did what I could never do.”
“You’re not normal, but that’s not a bad thing.”
“You’ve proven logic can’t solve everything. I’m impressed.”
“How could you two eat this stuff!? This stuff could kill small animals~!”
“You’ve disobeyed direct orders and put everyone at risk~!”
“You’re the most selfish person I’ve ever met. …And I kitten envy you for it.”
“You murderer…”
“FREAK!”
“You’re not a freak. You’re YOU!”
“You’re weird but your heart is in the right place. So don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.”

Where were these voices coming from? There was nothing here. HE wasn’t here. Yet, why could he hear them?

Memories.

They were his memories. What was his name? What did he look like? He couldn’t remember—

“I WISH I NEVER LET YOU OUT! I WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER WITHOUT YOU!!”

Silence after that.

Something hurt.

There was no pain, but it still hurt? Why did it hurt when he was nothing? Out of all the voices, why did that one hurt him?

Don’t want to feel it anymore. Keep everything silent. Block it out. Let everything go.

He felt sleepy again. He was going to sleep for a long time this time. Soon he would never hear anything again—

“Are you there? Can you hear me?”

Another voice.
No. Still hurt.
Don’t want to hear anymore. Better to sleep. Better for everything..

“If you don’t want to say anything! I-I understand!”

The voice sounded hurt. Why was it hurt?

“But you left so quickly, you didn’t give me a chance to say anything to you!”

A voice. A real voice. A girl. Calling to him.
Who was she? He didn’t know her. It shouldn’t matter. She didn’t matter. Nothing mattered.
Yet, why was he still listening?

“If you want to leave… I won’t stop you. But please… Please…”

Sadness.
Crying.
She was crying.
Why was she crying?

“Silver… “

Silver?
Silver.

“Silver, I beg you…"

Yes.

That was his name.
The name he was given.
The name they called him.

The name SHE gave him…

“Please listen to what I have to say first…”