Is this recording working?

(Yes, it is, my Lady- I mean, Keni!)

Tsk! Just go over there, Carter. I'm about to start the story.

(Okay, my La-  Keni! Right! Uh, got it!)

And here it goes...

What happens when one day the world that you once knew turned into a battlefield between seven teenagers and hundreds of villainous shadows? But before that, what will you do when five people who were all dressed up in silver armors with pointy, sharp swords and big, dirty shields came ringing the doorbell at the front of your door?

I, Keni, didn't see it coming. It happened out of nowhere during my online class on a Thursday afternoon. A bunch of people, who at first I thought were cosplayers that my dad had invited, entered my home after ringing the doorbell and told me that me and six other teenagers were chosen by their Prince...

Chosen for what?

I don't know. But all I know is that my parents didn't stop them from taking me away... Not that I'm complaining or anything- I needed a break from how toxic it was in my house but uh... Where was I? 

(You were going to explain the other six.) 

Oh, right! I was... By the way, that was Kevi- OW! DAMMIT, JORDAN, WATCH WHERE YOU PLACE YOUR SHIELD! 

(Sorry, Keni, didn't see you there. *laughs*) 

I'm not even short-

(But you are to me~) 

(Can you please just leave her alone, Jordan.) 

(Ooh, Eric, are you jelly now?) 

You know what, I'm just gonna pause this recording and do it later. 

(Well, we are almost at the third Chosen One's house.) 

Alright. Then I'll continue the recording once we get to the house. Anyways to whoever is listening to this be back in a sec! I'll pause this now.

✨a/n.

that was so crappy- 😆 ah, the story won't be in that kind of writing form though. 😅🤣

characters are up next !!

- K.