' It's been two weeks of me sweeping and cleaning this temple but this old man hadn't returned the compass and map to me… haven't I worked enough? Haven't I trained enough?' Peter was thinking these thoughts as he swept the yard, just then the old man called his name from inside the temple. When entered Peter entered the temple, he heard the monk's voice. Are you ready for the challenge? The elderly monk stood at the center of the temple's training grounds, surrounded by the scent of incense. His eyes were closed as he meditated, his hands clasped together in front of him.Peter approached him, taking slow and cautious steps. This was the moment he had been training for during the past two weeks. He was nervous, but he was also excited for the challenge that lay ahead."Master," he said, bowing respectfully. "I am ready to face your challenge."The monk opened his eyes and nodded. "Very well," he said. "You know the rules. You have until the sand in this hourglass runs out to land t

Peter followed Monica into the castle. It was a grand, old building filled with paintings, chandeliers, and grand staircases. He was in awe of the architecture and the elegance of everything around him.As they made their way into the main hall, Monica's family appeared before them. They were dressed in fine clothes, and their faces lit up with everything from curiosity to relief to joy as they saw that their long-lost daughter had returned."Monica, my darling!" exclaimed the Queen, her voice thick with emotion as she rushed to embrace her daughter. "We've been so worried about you!"" Mum, Dad…" Monica shouted as she saw her parents.The King came up to her as well, and gave her a huge hug.The three hugged for a while before the king looked at Peter and asked." May I know you boy?" " He is Peter, father. He saved my life and brought me here…" Monica replied "Thank you, Peter, for bringing her back to us. We'll forever be in your debt."Peter looked slightly taken aback, and he

Cassian stepped outside the palace gates, feeling a sense of foreboding. Something was not right. He looked up to the sky and gasped in horror. The sky was no longer blue, but a deep, blood red. It was as if the very heavens were on fire.In the distance, Cassian could see a portal opening up in the sky. Black tendrils of smoke seeped out of it, followed by a cacophony of demonic screams and roars. Cassian could see massive beasts falling out of the portal and crashing into the land below."It's happening," an old man's voice interrupted his thoughts. Cassian turned to see the old man, who had explained everything to him."What is happening, old man?" Cassian asked "The prophecy has come true," the old man said in a grave tone. "The portal is open, and the demons have come to claim our kingdom."Cassian drew his sword, his knuckles turning white around the hilt. He ran towards the portal, determined to fight the demons.The sky continued to darken, and the screams of the demons grew

The old blind man was having a conversation with the tribal chief when John stepped. John bowed his head and greeted the tribal chief before taking a seat." Chief, I plan on leaving for Earth soon." John said." I understand. We are grateful for all the help you have done for this village and we have prepared a gift for you." The Chief said, then he nodded to one of his. The servant immediately took his leave, probably going to get the gift.John turned and looked at the blind old man who as always was looking at a particular spot, hardly blinking his eyes. He sensed that John was staring at him and asked." Is there something you want to tell me, son?"John was a little bit shocked when the old man said this, as he hadn't gotten used to the fact that the old man behaved like he could see better than those with eyes.John sighed and said." Before I go, I would like to learn a spell from you." John said." And what would that be?" The old man asked." A teleportation spell." John repl

John, Zara and Benjamin stood in awe at the entrance of the camp. The walls towered above them, thick and impenetrable, and stretched off into the distance. It was clear that the walls were the only thing standing between the inhabitants and the dangers that lurked outside.As they stepped through the gate, John and Benjamin couldn't help but marvel at the size of the camp. The buildings were arranged in a haphazard pattern, seemingly constructed with no real plan in mind. But despite the chaos, the camp seemed to hum with an energy of its own, like a living, breathing organism.They saw children running around, laughing and playing, while adults went about their daily business, going to and from the various shops and stalls that lined the dirt streets. It was clear that this was a thriving community, one where people were determined to make a life despite the dangers that surrounded them.As they wandered further into the camp, John, Zara and Benjamin found themselves making their wa