Obelisk of the End
Illustration and literature by J B.
Chapter 1 of Obelisk of the End
Ever since I was a kid, I was told not to run with scissors and not to play with fire, but no one ever told me not to play with knives, so I thought that it was okay. I would say that was the beginning of the end, but others would say that it was when I found them. What is “them,” you ask? Well, “them” refers to the knives in my hands glowing with a red tint. How on Earth did I get here? Since when did I go through my sister's personal stuff? I never had done this before, but today was a hot summer day in California and I was sick of watching television, so… I guess that was when I made the unwise decision to go through my sister's stuff. Of course, I could not just find some random garbage or some secrets that I could hang over her head, no… I had to find glowing knives. It was just my luck. My sister had been away at college for three months now, leaving me alone in our apartment, which just shows how much she trusts me and look how I have abused that trust.