User:Blastedt/Blinded Ritualist

''Dwayna give me grace...

''to survive this punishment.

''Melandru give me power...

''to strike directly at them.

''Lyssa give me wit...

''to outsmart powerful foes.

''Grenth give strength,

''and Balthazar courage.

''cause I know...

''I don't belong...

Here with Grenth.

Day One
A lone ritualist, with his eyes bound in cloth forever more for the first time, stands wearily at the gates of Shing Jea Monastery. His dreams had come true. His various aunts and uncles forced him to be a ritualist. His dream however, was to be standing as an Elementalist, strong and proud.

Now, his eyes were bound horribly, forever more, and there was no going back from it.

"Why, why, why is the world so cruel?" he asks.

No one answers.

Day Two
A lone ritualist stands nervously in Kaabo Cemetary. Suddenly, something horrible popped up. Devoid of any skin, a masterless bone horror stood before him. What an accurate name, horror. He screamed. Then, he remembered the skill rings he had been given. With little sight due to his recent... initiation, he quickly snatched up one that he had been taught was "Pain". He prayed it would help, and quickly knelt and used it. Something almost as horrible suddenly rose, chained, from the depths of the ground. It glanced at him once, then started viciously throwing fireballs at the horror. Startled, he almost didn't notice when the minion started hitting him. Startled, he used Vengeful Weapon. When the minion hit him, it actually hurt the horror and healed him instead! Despite this, he was injured. He found Union, hoping it would be beneficial, and used it. Another fiend rose from the ground. It looked at him with a soothing glance, and a snakelike ethereal chain attached itself to his arm.

"Why, why, why was Gai not a tad more specific?" he asks.

No one answers.