Personal Narrative-Tale Heart

them, I start to laugh but it is cut off by me impacting the giant of a planet, burying deep within it. When I wake up I feel so drained, my bones and joints are stiff and crack when I move. I start coughing when I feel a sharp pain in my chest, as I cough I see blood splatter the rocks around me. I force myself into a sitting position cringing as I lean up, my breathing is ragged and comes out in short breaths. I look around and see that I am inside a huge crater on a strange planet. I stand and wince, frowning as I don’t feel myself healing. I start to hobble towards the edge of the crater to see if I could identify the planet I’m on. I groan in pain as I start to climb out of the whole, as I crawl out I see storms everywhere.
He taught me self-control, morality, and various combat skills, he knew of my powers from me accidentally burning him in a sparring match. I trained my powers every day, expanding them to different things, my master could sense my power and told me that it wasn't restricted to only solar energy. He told me that I could manipulate and create all energy, but that I had to teach myself to use them. The first energy that I learned was based off Shinum, spiritual energy. I could use it to shoot blasts of spirit at foes and enhance my body beyond any human's capabilities, I was taught to suppress my anger and find peace, although he also told me that anger has power but it is destructive. When he had taught me all that he could, I decided to leave, to allow myself to experience the world. The year was one thousand AD, I have experienced much, seen many cultures, watched empires rise and fall. I saw Hungary and Scandinavia convert to Christianity, I watched Leif Eriksson return with news of a new continent, and in it all, I see death and misery. I absorb energy every day, storing it in my body, preparing. Preparing for something I could feel was coming, something evil and powerful, and I knew that it could feel me too, whatever it