Dark clouds gathered around the castle. It seemed like it was going to be yet another stormy night.
A mysterious figure was looking at several hourglasses that he had. The sand within just seemed to continue to flow endlessly, as if there was no end to the supply of sand. Neither did the pile of sand at the bottom of the hourglass increase.
Just then, the sand in one of the hourglasses started to run out. It was as if this was the only normal hourglass that he had.
When the sand ran out, nothing initially happened. However, after a short pause, it burst into pieces, scattering sand all over the area. Pieces of glass lay around where the mysterious figure stood.
"Master?" A lady's voice spoke.
"Oh, yes please. Thank you!" The figure smiled at the lady. She cleaned up the glass and the scattered sand. The figure was still staring intently at the other hourglasses, as if waiting for things to happen.
Once the lady was done, she walked slowly out the door and shut it behind her. The figure then walked over to his couch and sat down.
"So... that's one done. Doubt it was easy, but that's how it's meant to be, hm?" The figure spoke with a straight face. He seemed to know many things that a particular someone would like to know...
"Well, I wonder how he's going to fare for the others? Hopefully the next one won't give him that much trouble..."
Roaring thunder could be heard. Not long after, raindrops fell.
"It's going to be a stormy night..." The figure murmured as he stood up from his couch and went to his bedroom...
-Chapter 1 END-
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