The general ran towards them with his sword ready for combat, “What you have done, killing a hero is a death sentence.” He moved forward to attack, but he was thrown for a blade before he had the chance to dodge it. It pierced his neck and fell to the ground with a thud! While holding his bleeding neck. The army was filled with fear, however before they had a chance to attack, dark smoke created a covering above them.
The assassins held hands together and portals appeared above the army. They then chanted and fireballs appeared from the portals consuming the army. The leader of the six said, “Send the king a message informing him that we have accomplished the mission." One of the assassins lifted his right hand, a raven appeared and it flew towards the castle. ‘"Heroes are seen as vessels by other humans." Everything that he said was true, after all my sacrifices in the end I was just a disposal tool. Then, I’ll show them my furry. They shall know what true fear fills like, not having a means of escaping and watching as death quickly creeps into their souls. This, I promise you, many shall tremble on hearing my name. I shall be a true figure of fear and terror. I was given a wishing stone, which would follow me even to my death. And I wish to revive as a dark knight." A deep voice said as dark bright light glowed around his body, “Your wish has been granted.” The six people were about to depart, but they saw large quantities of black smoke entering the hammer lord’s body. The leader of the six looked behind, “It’s not yet over.” Another asked, “How’s he alive? We made sure he was dead,” “I don’t know, but I there is a life source in his body.” The hammer lord stood to his feet and opened his eyes, “Ran, for death knocks on each of your doors.” One of the six people who had a hat, grinded his teeth and then ran towards him. He jumped preparing to stab the hammer lord, but the hammer lord quickly moved his hand, holding him by the neck and the assassin's hat fell to the ground, as he struggled to break free. The hammer lord looked at him and the assassin froze as fear took hold of him. The hammer lord grinded tightened his grip, then smashed him to the ground, killing him. He looked at the other five and walked towards them slowly. The leader said, “Be careful, his not the same. Somehow, he has gained dark magic.” A masculine voice said, “Don’t worry, I’ll deal with him.” He removed a gun and aimed at him, then pulled the trigger, but the hammer lord dodged the attack while still walking slowly. A voice said, “Impossible, how did he dodge the attack,” aiming at him again, “try dodging this.” He shot him again with greater power, but this time, he used the bracelets on his hands to block the attack that made him move slightly behind. The shooter was filled with fear, for he had never seen anyone block his attack like this before. The hammer lord opened his hand and was holding a black long bullet. He stretched out his hand towards the shooter who was about to jump away, but the bullet hit him, tearing half of his face and he fell to the ground dead. A man said, “We have to run, he has become too strong for us.” The leader stretched out his hand stopping him, ‘No, we never abort a mission. Even if we wanted, we cannot, since we have sent a message saying that we have already defeated the hammer lord.” A man with an axe said while running towards the hammer lord, “I shall show you my true power.” He swung his blade at him, but the hammer lord moved to the left dodging the attack. He swung it again, but the hammer lord moved away again. The hammer lord was about to punch the man, but he was shot by a blast pushing him backwards. He stood up as smoke from the blast slowly disappeared. He looked at the woman who had cast the spell and a chain appeared on both hands. He dropped them to the ground as part of the chains was united with his hands while the rest lay on the ground with blades on the end. His body began to flicker and he duplicated himself multiple times. Tension was tight in the air as the remaining three assassins watched closely to see his next move. The hammer lords’ which had duplicated began to head towards the three assassins. The leader began to chant, then punched the ground and dust was created, destroying all duplicates. There was a thud! And when the leader looked behind, he saw that the girl had been pierced by the chains with a blade. He looked at the hammer lord and asked, ‘How did he get to ………” But paused on seeing that he had created a portal and part of the chains were inside. The hammer lord swung the chains while still inside the portal and the leader moved his head downwards evading the blade but the assassin who was near him was too late and one of the chains' pierced his eye. The assassin fell to the ground as he yelled in pain trying to stop the bleeding with both hands. The leader ran to him and began to heal his wounds. Without his knowledge, a large black snake appeared consuming both of them. The hammer lord created a spear and pierced it to the ground, immediately, black crests came out from the six assassins together with the enemy he had killed and they went towards him. When he had all the crests in his hand, he crushed them and a black smoke was created that entered him. He began to cry in pain as his body became scaly and he turned into a big black dragon. He flew in the air and said, “This is just the beginning, you shall know the true meaning of fear.”A soldier ran to the king in agency. On reaching him, he knelt with his head facing the ground, “My Lord, we have received an important message.” The king looked at him and said, “You may raise,” standing from his throne. “What did you receive?” “A message has been sent from an unknown source, saying that the mission has been accomplished.” The king clenched his hand, then faced the opposite side on which the soldier was standing. “So, they were eventually able to kill the hammer lord,” said the king, rather than speaking to himself. He then faced the soldier, “I want all the followers of the hammer lord, assassinated!” The soldier’s face became pale almost disbelieving what he had heard. He looked to the ground and asked with hidden fear, “Pardon ……... my Lord?” The king looked at him again while grinding his teeth, showing that he was beginning to be enraged, but decided to breathe it out. Pacing around, “Yes you heard right. I want
Fear clawed through the three men, having seen the snippers attack. The man with swords said to himself, 'Running isn’t an option. Our only option is, to' running towards them, 'charge forward.' He swung his swords at the older man, but he dodged the attacks while enjoying the moment. The older man dodged another attack and as the other man raised his hands preparing to strike again, he was kicked on his chest, sending him to the ground. The older man then jumped on him with his axe forward. The man with swords put his two swords forward to block the attack, but the axe shattered the swords, cutting through his left shoulder. The man groaned in pain and kicked the man with the axe, sending him backwards together with his axe. The man whose weapons were blades ran towards the injured friend while trying to hit the man with an axe but to no avail. He said to himself, 'Maybe if I swiftly reach him, I may have a chance.' He increased his speed and stepped on a rock, t
“Where am I?” Asked Zeomora as he stood to his feet. He heard a horn being blown and people shouted with all their might. “That must be a war cry,” then he found himself outside a palace. Elves both young and old were running around in panic as soldiers slayed one elf after another. A soldier came running towards Zeomora with a spear on his hand preparing to kill him, but the soldier passed through him killing the female elf that was behind him. He fell to the ground in relief as drops of sweat splashed to the ground. “It is not real, I must be seeing a vision.” In the air he saw four unique heroes, each holding a different weapon and everything became dark. Breathing heavily with a hidden fear within. “Where am I?” Said Zeomora, looking at his surrounding which was completely dark. He had memories of people shouting at him, ‘Of with him, he should die just like his disgraceful parents,’ which was followed by a gunshot in his chest. He came back to his sens
The prisoner told him, “We have arrived.” All this time, Zeomora hoped that it would all turn out to be a vision. “Get out!” Said a soldier, holding a spear in both hands. When they were dragged out he saw that other people had already reached and were waiting for them. Among those who were waiting, was a priest. He smiled and said, “Your days are finally over. You’ve killed many, now their souls cry for vengeance and they shall be avenged today.” Zeomora’s body was shaking, hoping for someone or something to save him. Tears began to roll down his face, as they formed slightly warm streams down his cheeks. ‘How can I die, even before I ever accomplished a thing,’ he hit the ground with his fists, ‘this life has always been cruel to me. Never giving me a chance to prove my worth.’ Looking at the guns pointed at him together with the other two prisoners. ‘So, I shall die like a fallen soldier in battle, who has trained for years but never landed a hit on any of his e
He reappeared in a forest with rocky areas and sighed in pain before falling to his knees. His eyes turned back to normal, the armour and sword disappeared and he began to cry as he looked at his bloody body. Having memorise of the cries of the soldiers who died one after another. He removed his shirt and so on his chest he had a mark of a dragon’s head. He shouted, “Come out here you dragon, why did you do what you did against my will?” Through telekinesis, the dragon told him, “I saved your life. If I didn't do as I did, you would have died.” Hitting the ground with both hands, “Then I should have died instead of all those soldiers dying a worthless death.” “Do you hear yourself; those were the same people who wanted you dead and now you plead for them.” “It’s my choice, not yours to make.” The dragon shouted in rage, “Listen!” Making him appear where he had first met the dragon. “You will never survive in this world if you deci
Sweat trickled down his neck, “This day just had to be long,” studying the actions of the wolves. He tried looking for a way out, but could not think critically because of the chaos in his mind, “My only way out is asking help from the dragon.” He fell to his knees and said in a low voice, “Dragonlord I need your help,” and immediately he was teleported to where he had met him. The dragon came nearer to him and asked, “Have you now realized that the only way is to kill in order to survive?” Zeomora looked to the ground and said, “No, I am sorry, but I believe there is a world that exists with ought having to choose war.” The dragon laughed, “I used to picture life that way, till the day life taught me that a place like that never exists,” flying away, “but I shall help you. I have provided you with the sword, but you’ll have to use your skills.” He came back to reality and a description appeared before him. ‘You can now use portal storage. This allows you to sto
Residents screamed as something attacked them. The people who were chanting stopped and one of them asked, “What could that be? Could they have already arrived?” A man said as he shivered, “It seems,” pointing at a wolf, “look!” The people released shrieks of fear as each ran in different direction. A soldier said, “Stop firing at the man in the building he must be dead from the fire, let’s focus on the wolves." They began shooting the wolves in front of them, but the bullets were of little harm to them. Some of the wolves remained behind preventing being shot by the bullets, while others continued forward. A soldier asked, “What do we do now? The bullets don’t seem to do any damage on it.” Another said, “Even so, we have to keep firing.” Sounds of blasts were heard from behind, then they saw a man in red clothing approaching them. “Finally, the adventurers have arrived.” When the adventurer reached them, he asked, “Are you all ok?”A soldier ans
The adventurer said, ‘If he won’t answer me, then I’ll just have to beat him, then he’ll answer all my questions.” He also charged at him and was about to use a spell, but Zeomora disappeared. He quickly looked around, making sure Zeomora wasn’t going to use a surprise attack, but could not find him. He prepared himself in case he appeared anywhere, going in circles, trying to use a sixth sense. An attack came from the front and he quickly reacted by jumping away, but it slightly cut the upper side of his leg causing it to bleed. His breathing became louder and his heart rate increased lowering his hearing. ‘Where did the attack come from?’ He created a fireball and directed it behind him, but Zeomora held the blast distinguishing it. He used ‘Chainer binder’ and chains with sharp endings appeared from the ground and pierced him, holding him to the ground. Zeomora examined his hand and said, “I thought you were a worthy opponent but it seems you weren’t.” Th