Yorick:
Flashback:
"You're going to the academy," my mother stated, sitting with me and holding my hand.
I began to frown. I had no clue why this was happening. I thought only kids who were troubled or had issues went there.
"You want me to go to the academy and fight monsters?" I asked my mother in disbelief. I was really sad that she even suggested something like that.
"It is not in our hands. We have to send one of our children, and it has to be you since you know your brother," she explained, then paused and looked down.
Before I could say anything else, my father slammed his hand on the table to get our attention.
"Why are you so sad? It is not like you will not get out of it," he remarked.
I frowned at my father. There was no way what he was saying was truly going to happen. He knew it too.
