Prologue
Regrets are the instruments by which we learn. We tend not to repeat those things we regret. A remorse, I think, is a much deeper thing. I tend not to dwell on regrets. For all the pain they’ve caused me, they have allowed me to grow and become a better man, sometimes despite myself. I regret how I treated my first love, but it taught me how to better live with my wife. I regret not working very hard in school, but now I know to apply myself in my work. I feel bad about the thin. . .
Perhaps, end the chapter here. Merely a suggestion, which stems from my motto as a writer, "start with a hook, end with hanger." As a reader, that tack has also helped me not to feel so overwhelmed by what's being presented. As, I said though... merely a suggestion.
Very well paced, although there are a few grammatical errors (sorry, my dad was a teacher and old habits die hard). Also, all the technical specs you've included might throw some readers off. Lastly, I'm left wondering what a "Tyr" is. Very good beginning, though. Hooah! Right into the action.