Perspective : Thor GildAs that plant covered it's core with vines.Nothing could penetrate it, I saw it as everyone tried their best to cut those vines, somehow get past it's defences and destroy that core.But nothing worked, icy spells, incineration, swords made of glass.Nothing worked.I was getting worried, but that part of me was still there, which kept saying.Maybe I could have a try at it.Maybe I would succeed.But there I was still standing, I needed to guard them, trust in my friends and hope for the best.He was also there. I could sense that frustration and anger he felt which was similar to mine.To be able to do nothing, when our expertise were required the most.I felt his anger, his hate for himself and that abhorrence for life.Carrying all those intense emotions,Patrick charged towards that plant, discreetly approaching it, that plant was unable to move, all those attacks and spells were not all for nothing, It had immobilised that plant, it's movements being res
Perspective: Conrad GarnierWe were basically fucked.It hadn't even been two days since we entered that forest, and our minds were already messed up.If someone had described the events that unfolded for us in just 2 days as happening to them casually over a drink at the tavern, I would never have believed them in a million years. In the course of just two days, the things we saw, fought and survived from, were straight up bullshit.A creature straight from the folk tales we had heard but never believed happened, hundreds and thousands of dare wolves of a rare species.all preying on us simultaneously.That's bullshit.And yet we held our own, which to be honest, was the only positive aspect about that whole ordeal.However, as if fate and a higher power had not already fucked enough with our lives, they decided to step up their game. Those weird plants, those things literally had all of us, caused us to lose our damn minds.And the most discomforting thing about it was the fact tha
Perspective : Conrad GarnierMan, that was insane.What was I thinking?I definitely got played by their hands.Emilia and Kyle, I am sure that they knew we were being watched by those things.They knew, that is why they were both so vigilant,But why didn't they act up?were they trying to set me up?I couldn't seem to figure it out.But one thing was sure, my anxiety, my curiosity caused me to mess up.I was done for.However, I wasn't going to give up.That creature, that thing, it was yee close to me.I could practically see the bloodlust on it's dark ominous eyes.Too close infact.What should I have done?Draw my blade, that sounds like the logical solution, doesn't it?I needed to dispatch it, make a quick work of it.However, I am glad that I didn't do that.That wasn't the soundest of solutions.That close, that speed, It would have been only a matter of seconds and It would have ended me.In my mind, I simulated the effectiveness of drawing my blade, I found out, If I had dra
Perspective: Regina ClementNow, the seemingly harmless ant, lunged at Conrad, it's mandibles snapping dangerously close, In a moment of sheer madness Conrad thrusted his arm along with his sword, into the ant's gaping maw, without letting its mandibles snap again, Conrad's sword peirces through the ant's head, causing it to convulse and collapse.While, he fought the huge ' replete 'other' smaller ants surrounded him.Surrounded by a swarm of smaller ants, Conrad spins in a wild frenzy, decimating them with a flurry of deadly strikes, his laughter growing wilder with his each strike, as if the Chaos and carnage only further fuelled his insanity.With each strike, now he was killing two or three ants, this batch of ants were far younger and fragile. So, Conrad had no problem slashing them, every maneuver of his blade, added a new splash of black blood, on his face.Soon the ants themselves were, retreating, untill one huge ant, appeared before him.Conrad with his breathing ragged and
Perspective : Regina Clement"The very air you breathe... Within each of you... there exists a particle... that I can manipulate... with a mere command, it will puncture your heart."Kyle said that as his face appeared contorted with anger, his brows furrowed and drawn together in a deep frown, his eyes narrowed peirceing daggers through the air with an intense and fiery gaze. His jaws clenched tightly, muscles visibly pulsating, lips curl in to a sneer, revealing gritted teeth. I could sense the extreme frustration and anger in him.As soon as everyone heard that,An air of discomfort and distrust enveloped our group.Keira said,"What the hell man .... everyone?".Kyle replied,"Yes everyone".Emilia with a look of sadness and disbelief on her face, said."Why .... The fuck would you do that?"." we trusted you"."You were our leader".With Keira asking,"Yeah ...Why? man.... why".Kyle after noticing Emilia's expression, he realised the gravity of what he had just blurred out, wi
Perspective : Conrad Garnier........................................ Dream ........................................(What is this?)I found myself sinking downwards, as the world around me dissolved in an endless expanse of desolation, into an unfathomable sea that stretched as far as the eye can see. Its depths were void of light that engulfed me in a suffocating darkness, that weighed upon my very soul.And yet, it was soothing.I found solace in my eerie solitude.I was sinking further and further, into that bottomless sea, a sense of hopelessness clung to me like a relentless specter.The inky waters, thick and oppressive , coiled around me constricting my every movement.(For the life of me .... I can't remember what was I doing?)(Nor do I remember, who am I?)That was when, I felt the currents of the water suddenly shifting, sending a shiver down my spine.A disturbance, an anomaly in that desolate sea. Began hurtling upward towards me.Curiosity caught me, compelled me to ste
Perspective : Regina ClementElkdrack replied,"Look at you being a stickler for rules".Patrick responded,"I always am"."Now if you excuse me .... I have a tunnel to keep watch over".As, I spared a glance at Conrad's face, something felt different from before, the peaceful expression he had on his face was now gone.His forehead furrowed, his eyebrows were gathering closer together, and his usually relaxed feature became tense.He started frowning, his fists clasped.I, observing these changes, gently placed my hand on his forehead, in hopes of providing him comfort, to ease his troubled state.Elkdrack noticed that,he asked," What happened ?".I replied,"It's Conrad ... his face".Elkdrack took a look at Conrad's face and replied,"Maybe he is having a nightmare... we should try waking him up".Elkdrack retrieved his water bag and poured a small amount onto his hand. With a handful of water, he playfully sprinkled it onto Conrad's face.He said,"That ought to wake him".As El
Perspective : Conrad GarnierWith each passing moment the bug weakened, its once vibrant form was now reduced to a grotesque and mangled husk.Elkdrack commented,"I almost feel pity for the poor guy ...".Kyle responded,"Well don't be ... If we are not careful ... that will be us".Amidst that horrifying display, we felt a primal fear stir within us. The enormity and savagery of that scene reminded us of our own vulnerability in the face of nature's power.We all exchanged silent glances, a mixture of awe dread and an odd admiration for those ants savage efficiency, filled our hearts.As the final remnant of that bug was claimed by that ant, we were left thinking that, 'the natural world can be both beautiful and hauntingly terrifying.Emerging from the shadows, I noticed an ant's carcass, which seemed to have something stirring within its abdomen. it piqued my interest, I observed intently as whatever was inside struggled to break free. Unfortunately, the ant's skin proved too thick