The real Devil is in our hearts
Zee and Open
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
10-04-2019, 01:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-04-2019, 01:40 PM by Sirius.)
He was back in the crumbling lands of the original Ashen Empire, it was like no time had passed at all, and still their enemies came and them from all sides. The hungry faces of the wolves that had suffered, and watched the Empire and its family eat as they starved. They would take out their anger on the small family member beside him, and eat from her flesh, if he gave them but half a chance. Never, never would he let them touch a hair on Deathbelles body. He would fight until his last breath, to keep Deathbelle alive. The came at him, and he unleashed himself, the fighter knocked one to the ground, tearing out his throat before another struck his side. The fighting rolled on in earnest, and he lost track of Deathbelle, as he lashed out, attacking, fighting, both for his life and hers. He became slowly aware of screaming, the scent of blood in his nostrils, and the hopeless wail of loss. It was strange to him, because the sound of Luce’s scream had no place in his dream. She had not been here, in this moment of his life. He came to slowly, finding himself standing in the Empress’s den. The scent of blood stronger for his waking, instead of weaker. He looked about, and truly saw the place for the first time. He would see Deathbelles ravaged body, torn to pieces by the sharp cuts of an elongated fang. He turned slightly, and saw Zee beside her, the small frame of the slave girl he had taken as his wife was limp, and her pale coat darkened with ember pools of her lifeblood. Her eyes were open, and he realised there was still a flicker of life beneath her orbs. There was accusation inside of them, pain, and betrayal. “Why…” she whispered, and her last breath came with those words, and she was no more. The warlord Titan threw back his head, and he roared with his self hated, his loss and his anger. He saw white with the rage inside of him once he realised what he had done. He had no reason left to live, without his Mistress and his Wife here in this world. what had he done. He woke to find himself on the stone plane above the den he had chosen for Zee, alone, and with the gentle scents of rock and earth around him. He was in a cold sweet, and immediately his eyes thrown wide, chest heaving in deep pants. He threw himself from the rock and into the den beneath, almost bowling over Zee in his rush to sniff her over, and ensure she was well and whole. Their was craziness in his eyes, that marked a difficulty with answering questions right at that moment. |
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