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ReubenNick

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I was looking through old files today and saw a few stories I wrote a while back. This one I believe I did the best on in terms of allowing anyone who read to be able to at least picture some scenes in the story. To clear any confusion, it is written in first person. Although third would've been better but I noticed a bit too late so I took on the image of the main character and continued with first person. Also I did not have an editor so excuse the messy grammar haha.

Due to character limitation I had to break it up thus it may be a long read. Words that were filtered I added "-" in between as it wasn't anything of offence to anyone. The title of each chapter is at the top located right below a line of "---"

Enjoy.
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The Beginning

I know not about the world beyond this wretched place, every part of me that once feared has been torn to pieces and destroyed as I ventured high towards the top of these Dungeons. I haven’t any memory of how I ended up in such a place, though I managed to befriend a smuggler whom always somehow had supplies to sell me. Usually someone would think a Dungeon starts from the top to bottom, at least that’s what I thought, but no, my journey started from the bottom to the very top. I was informed that this place is named Daemonheim.

During my early days, I feared everything within Daemonheim. Bones scattered everywhere, thoughts rushed through my mind wondering whose bones were laying on the floor, and the most crucial question of all, how did these bones get there. Though it wasn't long until I found out. My first encounter happened minutes after I had awakened. In front of me was a beast so terrifying words wouldn’t be able to explain how I felt. My body discarded all thoughts and attempts to move.

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“Maybe if I stay still it wont notice me” I thought. Hoping this giant, red winged beast wouldn’t turn I laid very still. It wasn’t long until I had no choice but to run around in circles as fast as my currently fragile legs could allow. I quickly scouted the room hoping to find anything that could be of use to me, and at last! Wielded in one of the corpse was a very beautiful sword. It’s light blue blade, leading to a golden-winged handle with a feather like pattern giving of a glow my eyes suddenly fell in love with. I knew I wouldn’t be able to take this weapon in my current situation, so I came upon taking a risk which could very much kill me.

Quickly I ran across the room, trying to angle myself so that the corpse would be opposite of where I stood. The beast, just as agile, but slower than me followed my every move. Staring into its dark red eyes, I timed it. Everything now depended on how fast I could react to any sudden movement the beast made and make it to the other side without getting killed. My chest pounding faster and faster, then in a very slow motion, the beast began to move its arm as if it was also trying to predict what I was going to do. This was my moment. It was now or never, and I sure as hell had no intentions of taking a larger risk to wait any longer. I dashed towards him.. she.. it.. whatever this thing was. Without thinking, I tried to fool the beast by making a slight turn so that it would seem as if I had the intention of going to its right, but instead quickly slid right beneath. Everything moved slow in my head, looking up I could see the long leather like belt it wore. Once across the room, I raced for the sword which I had grown to like just from a first glance. The beast had already caught on to what I was trying to do, and in a blitz second it jumped! This was new to me, and every part of my body had fallen into a panic, but there was no time to ponder over what I had just witnessed.

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I swiftly pulled the sword from within the corpse’s hand, and said my prayers to the soul that once belonged to this body which was now nothing but bones. The beast smashed its right hand down towards me, I quickly side-stepped to my left, dodging its attempted attack to my right.

“Is it.. learning?” I thought to myself, because it had seemed as if the beast was thinking about what I had just done to trick him a moment ago and decided to go for the very spot I would've ended up if I had repeated the same move once again. If I had also hesitated for even a second, I would've been smashed.

I looked up, staring the beast eye-to-eye as if challenging him officially. My body was no longer under my control and I had no idea as to what was happening to me, but it felt good. The sword was providing me with the willpower and hope I needed in order to make it out of this place alive. Though holding it was no easy task. My entire body suddenly felt eleven times heavier than my previous weight. The beast which was now happy to see me showing more courage in fighting him, gave off a little smirk, or so it seemed and launched another attack. I had seen this coming and was able to dodge the first assault, though as if getting smarter from our previous battle once again, it had its left arm already in position to strike another dangerous blow, and this I *id not see. Its fist met with the tips of my sword, though I still flew backwards. As my back finally made contact with the thickened wall, there was now a spear through my body at the lower right of my stomach. Pain shot through every part of me, and above my head was a very large sword. Although thinner than mine, it sent a chill through my body while I was already in deep pain. If my sword had not been between my body, and the beasts fist, I would've been killed the instant the spear went through me.

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My back and stomach now in pain was far too much for me to handle. This was the first time I had ever felt anything like that, considering I had just awoken from a long slumber. Shaking my head, I hoped to regain consciousness. As all the pieces that were scattered in front of me finally formed into one big puzzle, revealing the beasts fist flying towards me once again; looking at his eyes I could see he was confident that this would be his last, and critical hit. I had no intention of dying here like this today so I gripped the sword very tightly with my lifeless arm and swung at my back braking the wooden part of the spear. My body fell towards the ground, and above my head a heavy wind blew past as the beast punched his fist into the wall, a wall I could’ve died on at the very moment of impact. The remaining wood that had been on the wall splintered tiny pieces around its hands, though the expression the beast had remained the same, and it was then that I could tell it felt no pain.

I had safely managed to land on the floor, escaping yet another deadly blow. My vision beginning to get even more blurry, thoughts racing through my head once again.

“I can’t give up now.. There’s still time” I told myself while slowly pulling out the spear, enduring the pain that followed after. I held on to my sword, and began a furious battle with the beast. Everything was dark, but I knew my body was still moving. At last, I was no longer in the darkness. At this moment, I could feel my body completing a 360 spin which ended the battle.

My mouth opening and closing, breathing very fast as if every air I had inhaled escaped my body sooner then I needed it to. The beast laid motionless on the floor, eyes closed and showed no sign of life. On his side was the sword which was previously on the wall, cracks and blood stains were all over his sword, as well as mine. With that I knew the battle with him was nothing small, and I had missed everything.

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“Arrggggh” was the sudden scream that came out of my mouth. I had completely forgotten about the spear and what it had done to my body for a split second, but the pain reminded me. I would see a flashback of the spear striking me as I flew against the wall every time I felt this pain.

The battle had been won, and this was the start of my long journey towards the top of Daemonheim. I had only one dream at this moment; to venture the world and learn of all its mysteries. During my adventure to the top, I learned the names of all the mighty beast I had slayed, and one I swore never to forget. Kal'Ger the Warmonge, the mightiest of them all, and my very first challenge. I also learned it was a he.
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The Meeting

The sky overhead was dark and foggy. The ground I stood on was soft and printed every step I made, as though leaving behind a trail for anyone who cared to follow. This was not the first time I had seen the ground covered in white, as it was inside the dungeon as well. Once again I was feeling the same I had once felt when my eyes first opened deep down within Daemonheim. Only this time I feared nothing, but was instead filled with curiosity of my surroundings. What was this white, soft feeling under my feet which turned to liquid after I had licked it? Is this even meant to be licked? and so my list of questions began to grow. There were a few others aside from myself walking about, I needed answers and would kill anyone who dared to stand in my way. On my right was a man holding what seemed to be a stick bearing a banner or flag of some sort showing a picture of what looked like a chest, a treasure chest to be exact.

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There was another man to my left, wielding a short blade and dressed to withstand the cold winds that screamed past. I did not bother asking them for help, instead I followed the path in front of me. As I got farther down the first flight of stairs, I could see a man trembling on the floor, and wielding a shield. It looks as though he had gone through something terrible which lead to the misplacement of one of his shoes, but this was not my concern. I went over to ask him for answers.

“You there, I need answers and I need them now! " I demanded without hesitation. Though I felt bad deep down demanding for answers from someone who looked to have been beaten and left to die from the cold weather.

“What questions is it that you need answered?” he replied. I could tell he was just trying to show courage. This pleased me, but did not change my attitude.

“Important question first, can these white things on the ground be licked?” I asked. Although I feared nothing, I did not want to die from poisoning. Cures were easy to create inside the dungeon but now I was somewhere completely different, and couldn’t risk lowering my guard.

“No. What you just licked will kill you shortly” he mumbled. Enraged by his answer, I drew my blade and swiftly slashed at my target. Though I heard a loud thud, it seems my sword had just met with something much heavier then a blade or a shield. It was too foggy at the moment to get a clear glimpse of what was in front of me, but as things began to clear, in front of me was an armor wielding a very heavy mace. My sword was no longer in the best of shapes, the dungeon had completely weakened it and I knew I stood no chance against this armored beast.

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“What did you just attempt to do?” asked a deep voice. I had no idea where it came from. Overpowering my sword with its heavy mace, the armor launched towards me and was surprisingly fast. Quickly I jumped backwards twice, managing to maintain my balance while dodging a critical swing. My body suddenly began to loose its temperature, every part of me was colder than it had ever been. That’s when I noticed my legs were turning to ice! Unsure of what was causing this I jabbed my sword into the ice and broke free without loosing any part of my lower body.

“Aren’t you a smart one” came a woman’s voice form behind me. I snuck a peak to get a better view of who had just joined in our fight and saw something quite beautiful. Nothing close to the picture I had in my head. A young woman dressed in a green robe with bits of different colors wielding a staff which seemed to have a levitating stone glowing in a pinkish-red color that almost matched her beautiful hair that flowed down her fair colored skin stopping inches away from her b-r-e-a-s-t yet a bit longer in the back. I could instantly tell she was the one that caused my legs to begin turning into ice, and knew she was a mage.

“Whose side are you on?” I questioned. I am not new to fighting more than one opponent at the same time, as I went through enough practice inside Daemonheim. They most likely did not know this, which could turn into my biggest advantage.

“Not yours sadly. Though I must admit, you are quite ravishing.” she said in an almost sarcastic tone. Thinking back to what the trembling man had told me “No. What you just licked will kill you shortly” I knew my time was short. I still have my dreams to accomplish, and if I don’t make it out of this fight as quickly as I can, death would devour me. Looking down at my sword I scanned quickly trying to determine if it could last me at least one more devastating battle.

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Luckily, it could! But I had to make the right choices on how I would attack or else I’d be wasting energy. The mage had to go first, she held the key to who would win this battle.

“You leave me with no other choice, I will take you both on!” I shouted. Throwing my sword up in the air allowing it to spin, I raced for the mage. I had chosen to take her down in a hand-to-hand combat style as I had no reason to kill such a beauty. I lowered my body, and slid my legs across the slippery floor carrying piles of snow as * tried to trip her. She jumped, leaving my legs to slip right under while she whacked my side with her staff. Pain struck my body, the wound I was eternally cursed with from Kal'Ger was my worse disadvantage in this battle, but I couldn't show any sign of pain If I wanted to keep even the slightest chance of winning a possibility. Jumping as high as I could, I flew backwards to tightly grip my sword which had been heading for the ground. There was no time to think of mercy anymore, so I spun around in the sky causing the fog to give me cover as I positioned my sword straight ahead pointing directly at the mage in an all out attempt of killing her. It was in that moment I noticed something shiny flying directly at the lower-right side of my stomach. Left with two choices, I swiftly twisted my blade in a defending position to protect my wound. An arrow quickly struck my blade seconds later causing a deafening steel noise but did not injure my body at all, instead if fell to the ground after completing a spin that marked the center of my weapon. The aim was beyond accurate, if I hadn't protected my wound my battle would've ended then.

Tracing back to where the arrow had came from I could see a man holding a golden bow I have never seen before, at least not in the dungeons.

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“I’ve never seen any of these weapons before!” I started to think to myself now paying more attention to what was happening. This isn’t a battle I could simply win at this point. I knew only of all the weapons within Daemonheim, I had personally studied every weapon and learned of its weakness, but these were new and they’ve shown no weaknesses. I was running out of energy, and was now surrounded not by two, but three opponents.

“Anyone else dare to show their face? These surprises are getting rather old” I spouted out suddenly without thinking. I knew I was reaching my limit and could no longer take any risk in more surprises. This might've been the smartest thing I've said thus far, because right behind me leaning against the rocks which were connected to the stairs I once walked down was another man. He wore a very light armor that formed a shield like pattern and located right on the center of the body was an emblem of a shield, his legs heavily protected as well as his arms. In his hand was a sword almost resembling the armor he wore, a very sharp tip and the handle forming what seems to be a cross or star. Although he showed off a nonthreatening presence, the scar on the far left side of his face showed just how dangerous he could be. If I had made any attempt without thinking to attack any of the three opponents before me, he would've strucked me from behind where I paid no attention.

“Ready to surrender yet?” came his voice calmly.

“Are you the last surprise?” I asked. Even now, with four strong opponents I was not demoralized. Still standing my ground I looked at each of them once more, finally getting a better picture of how the archer looked. Aside from his golden bow which could possibly be seen miles away, he had a look of a prince. Almost everything he wore had a bit of gold and orange on it, or maybe it was just the color.

09-Mar-2013 06:09:36 - Last edited on 10-Mar-2013 03:53:34 by ReubenNick

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“Yes, I’m the last one. Though I suggest you give up now before we reach a point were turning back is no longer an option for y---” Ignoring the current state of my body I forced my legs to a light speed dash, just managing to scratch a fine line through the emblem on his armor.

“I don’t need you telling me of my options. You were lucky to have dodged that attack, the next one I promise you wont see coming” I shouted. My body had now regained a burst of strength due to my rage and the adrenaline rush I was going through thanks to this ongoing battle. I was now more excited then I had been from the start, and this battle was not going to end here. Showing off amazing swordsmanship I stood in my battle stance. Wielding my sword with both hands, giving my opponents a variety of different ways to attack me. I glared at the archer marking him as my target while trying to keep the others *onfused as to whom I had planned to attack. The archer and mage both posed as a threat to me, their long ranged advantage would ruin any chance I had against the armor and scar face. I spun creating a diversion that would buy me at least half a second to strike down the archer. His bow wouldn’t be able to defend against my sharp sword, I could destroy his long range capabilities and take care of the mage just as quickly. That is what I had thought, until my sword came in contact with his bow. I was unable to cut right through. It was now that I knew it wasn’t just colors that made many of what he had gold. His bow really is made out of gold materials. Scar face who had caught on to what I had planned appeared right behind me, placing his sword at my neck and giving me a warning.

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