A Destiny of Fighting

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        How long can I keep this up for? He's too strong for me. I think to myself, as I stand beaten and panting as I look into the eyes for a spectra. He stood about eight feet over me with eyes as black as night. Teeth, ready to rip any flesh it finds. He'd have no problem destroying me.

        I stand up with my two swords in my hands. I slow my breath down and focus my energy to get back my strength. Me and the swords need to be one. It's the only way I'll be able to beat this monster. I look up to see him right at my face. He swings at me with his enormous claws. He misses as I run between his legs and cut them off. He falls to the ground. I quickly run back and take both my swords and not so nicely, jab them into the back of his neck. Standing back on the ground, I watch as the spectra disappears into dust. I sigh and continue walking. I don't know where I'm going. Go with the flow I guess.

        This  world is unforgiving and covered in darkness. I didn't want this destiny, of fighting for the rest of my life but after you see your own parents demolished by these things, you might want revenge. I watched my parents wield these weapons, so I have the same fate as doing the same.

        As I sit under a tree, I pull out a water bottle out of my bag and start to drink some water. I stop and look up at the sky. It's a clear blue with no clouds in sight. If peace could stay like this it would be truly wonderful. I close my eyes, repeating that horrible day in my head, wishing I knew what I know now back then. I lay there still, to feel the warmness of the sun into the cold, darkness of the shade. Wait, There wasn't any clouds out today.

        I quickly open up my eyes to see a small tiny creature. I've never seen this type of creature before. It had wings to make it fly. It had huge eyes but a small body and head. It was a bright pink color with lime green hair, well more like an afro. I sit there stunned not knowing what to say. Did it talk? Did it understand me IF I talked?  After what seemed like an hour, it spoke "Hello there! Are you Nilla Vincanberg?" I shook my head yes. I still couldn't believe the thing talked. " Great! I'm Leona. I've come for you Nilla. We need your help. We need you to defeat the Crimson Cult!" She said happily and flying around in joy.

        I'm so confused? This little thing comes here saying I'm supposed to defeat... wait what was it? A cult. I lay down closing my eyes. " Goodnight," I had way too much sun today! The creature the starts pulling on my sleeve

        . "No! You can't sleep! You're supposed to fight them! You have no time for sleep! If the Crimson Cult gets all five of the  Santanium Pearls, we are all dead! Please get up and fight!" I open my eyes and stare at Leona. She's serious. I sit up and pack my things.

        I look at her and say " Well, Where to first."

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 26, 2016 ⏰

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