THE BEAST OF ZOBOVAN
The day of the blood moon, a unique day among days, a day that makes children stay under their bed for days, a bloody day, hell was described better, legend says on the day of the blood moon, blood rains from the sky, and the beast of zobovan is at its strongest, looking for preys, he sucks up the souls of its victims, and get even stronger, legend has it that, all it wants is the soul of the princess of zobovan.
every leap year, the high priestess of zobovan, chooses a guardian for the princess, a man worthy enough to hold the spike of truth, the only spike that can pierce into the scarlet of the beast, many have tried for years and have failed, losing their lives to spare the princess's.
Dave the son of the poorest Shepherd in siban the smallest village in the whole city, he is the chosen one, he only can kill the beast, he was accompanied with a dozen soldiers into the forest of zobovan, where no man goes and comes, he held unto the spike tight like it was his life, he had trained his entire life to be a warrior, but greater responsibility lies on the shoulders of the Guardian.
At the base of the cave stood all thirteen fine warriors, ready to make history, thunder stroke lightening followed, Mike took a step backward and was taken in a glimpse, all got afraid, who fights the invincible they thought.
to be continued
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THE DEMON'S LAIR
it held Mike up with its claws, dripping with blood, the stories made up to describe the beast was all true, with the size of a buffalo, arms so huge ending with long claws, the color of its eyes, so red, even blood was lighter, it stood on two legs, ran on all four, his scarlet so dark, legend says the souls of it's victims made the color, it deepened it's fangs into Mike's throat and removed his oesophagus, it threw it away almost immediately, the warriors were all stock looking at the beast with fear in their eyes, Mike's lifeless body was laid and his heart uprooted, the beast looked at us with a wicked grin, and ate his heart, Finn Mike's brother, in anger ran towards the beast wielding his sword like a skilled warrior, the beast opened its mouth and fire as thick as lava poured out and Finn was just a pile of ash in no time.
the soldiers started to retreat looking very scared, the beast spat on the floor, and disappeared into thin air, there came wind coming from all directions, circling around the ground which he spat, shadows of the dead crawling out of every corner revolving to make a solid figure, up stood a figure, wings like a vulture, legs like an eagle, a dragon formed slowly , flapping it's wings like the wild beast that it is, causing more fear to rise in our hearts, death was inevitable
to be continued
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