White Alchemist

Approaching the end

'A graveyard?, no definitely not, a battlefield perhaps?', the red sky, the smell of blood, disembodied body parts, half rotting corpses, and a distant shadow, the sight of the bodies instilled fear in Earl, and his stomach was just about pouring out its contents, he hyperventilated as he looked around surrounded by nothing but death.

'what is this place?, where am I?', Earl thought to himself as he stood in front of a field of bodies, "spare me!" said a crawling man, covered in blood and filth.

Earl looked backwards looking for the source of the plead, and in front of him sat a man on top a pile of bodies.

He had black hair that seemed wet with blood, so it laid straight down his face covering most of his facial features,

but just slightly, his cold blue eyes were visible through the massive strands of blood soaked hair, a scar ran down his face, from the top left of his forehead, through his eyes, over his nose, and stopped at the bottom right of his Jaw.

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