Please don't bother...
 

I'm putting up a story here just for the sake of having a place to continually wrote to keep myself in practice. I can't promise you quality or quantity, and I warn you that malexmale relationships are entirely possible. XD

I don't bother to edit this as it's just a chance for me to get it down solid from thought, and I warn you, idea theft will earn you emense pain and suffering as my ideas have been recorded elsewhere, and I can prove I've had this plotline brewing in my head fro teh past three years.

So anyway, if anyone bothers to read, enjoy it I suppose. n.n

Jin woke to typical spring morning of birds chirping, the sun shining through his window to leave dapples light on his black beadspread, and his clock radio blasting an alarm at him.

Oh yes, another loverly morning. Jin rolled out of bed, his messy brown hair falling into his sleep smeared green eyes. His arms wrapped instantly around his bare chest, his pajama pants dragging the floor as he made his way to the bathroom.

Once his morning bathroom tasks were completed he returned to his room, towel wrapped around his waist, breath nice and minty, and over all, freezing. He rummaged through the piles of laundry typical of a boy's room to find something clean to wear, or at least, something that didn't smell too terrible.

Ah! There, an ellusive outfit still folded in his drawer! He pulled on the long sleeved white t-shirt, pullig the black t-shirt featiring the logo of a band he liked over top teh white shirt. He pulled on a pair of black pants, complete with a few patches of things he supported and media he liked.

With a quick brush through his hair, he was ready to grab his things and head off to school. Not that he had any intention of going. No, today was a special day.

Perhaps it would be wisest of me, as your narrator, to take you back a few years. Meet John, abusive step father. Meet Mary, alcoholic mother. Meet Jason, the older brother killed in a car wreck. And meet Jin, lef alone in the broken family. I'd introduce you to the real father, but he never really was around.

You'd think that would be enoguh trouble for an angting teen to deal with, but no, it really wasn't. On top of that, Jin wasn't popular at school. As 'that gay kid', he got the wrong end of any weapon, fist, argument, or cruel comment spewed at Riverton High.

His scrawny frame, beaten and abused, never helped any. He refused to dress down in gym class, and when asked about the marks, he had to explain how he was always falling down stairs, running into poles, toppeling out of trees... Hell, he'd told one teacher a bruise shaped perfectly like a hard gripping hand was from an ape at the zoo he'd gotten too close too.

Such was life, and so there was no longer life.

He'd been thinking about it for months, hardly daring to let his mind wander to the thoguht... the taboo word, suicide. It seemed liek such an 'emo' kid thing to even think about, but really, it was all in good logic. He didn't like living, thus he wouldn't live.

Sure, it was flawed logic, but who was he to argue the compulsion? Things had led up to that being the only answer, and so it was.


(( I -hate- starting it off like this, I'm going o have to add entore chapters on Jin to make his wanting suicide to be beleivable, this is more a space filler than anything. e_e ))

(( I'm going to try and keep my comments as an author seperate from the writing now. XD

Anyway, a quite note, this story's about a teen that decides to kill himself. He get's transported to a differn't world, sort of an alternate universe where magic has taken the place of technology, and a dictator has taken over the country. Jin, the main character, works together with a strange priest with a shady history to overthrow the queen, under the orders of a mystical god equivilant in order to ge this life back and return home.

In a nutshell anyway... ))