"I woke up with no memories of my past...If I had any to begin with, my life began as a small group of marauders opened the mysterious biomechanical womb that stored me, in the moment they pried it opened I jumped out of it and I dilacerated every single one of them, I was not angry nor I had a clear objective I was just...dancing for a lack of better term, I won almost unharmed but I attribute this victory entirely to the surprise factor, I probably will not be able to single handedly kill like 10 foes with my bare hands in other conditions.Once the carnage was done I was there surrounded by bodies and clueless about everything, to understand my situation, first I tried to reach deep in to my mind, but there was nothing, it was like I just born or something like that, then I looked to my body to understand what I was, then I looked upon the place I was in , in this moment of introspection I noticed 2 figures in the corner of the cave, they were twins a male and a female, young adults but so scarred and battered that they could be mistaken for elders , they were tied and naked , I approached them in silent curiosity, and the male one manifested himself in a very frustrated way: "-If you going to kill us at least do it now! I'm tired of waiting!"
Although my hands were still drenching in blood and viscera of a massacre a minute ago, I was shocked by his attitude I don't know exactly why, so I told him I had no intention of killing them if they meant no harm for me, then he replied even more impatiently: "-Then untie us quickly! we are starving and have no time to waste!" In the moment I untied them they jumped over those mangled corpses like 2 desperate rabid dogs, I was in awe, they teared and devoured the recently deceased flesh of their captors like it was the most delicious meal in the world, and just I stood watching even more puzzled than before.Once they finished the little guy looked at me and asked my name and I instinctively answered the name Danadriel Montresor, I dont know why , but this is my name now, he thanked me a little abrasive way and told his name is Jean and his sister is Ji, when I tried to make some questions he ignored,he had no clue of who or what I'am and he didn't care in the slightest about my past, he just told me I was in hell and if I wish to survive this place I had to do what he said, since I had no other options I did what he told me.
We scavenged the corpses and the rest of the cave, we took everything we could carry, clothes, backpacks, water, weapons and even some limbs to eat in the journey, Jean was really impatient during the whole time, I barely had the time to craft something to cover my body, once we left the cave I saw myself in some sort of massive desert, a endless wasteland almost surreal and hard to believe, as we walked in to the night following the tire marks on the sand, I tried to ask stuff, but Jean only had interest in answering questions related to our survival, he seems to know a lot about surviving in this place but sympathy is not his strong suit,we kept a routine of traveling the night and sleeping in the day, or at least they kept, I don't feel much need of sleep, I can spend almost a week sleepless without even noticing, I don't know why and it worried Jean immensely, every time we stopped to rest he would sleep side by side with his sister while holding his rusty makeshift rifle, waking several times during the night to spy on me, but I didn't mind very much, I spent most of the resting time, meditating trying to tap the strange force that permeated my body, more I tapped in to it less I understood it but at same time more I could manipulate it, I could feel it was capable of incredible feats although I didn't tried anything impressive yet, but Jean noticed it regardless and eventually confronted me, things heated quickly, he tried to shoot me but I was too quick, I disarmed him and grabbed his scrawny little neck, I was about to crush it like a little twig, but then I looked deep in his eyes and I saw his memories, for a split second I witnessed the pain and horror these twins lived in the past years, they were bastards, born in a brothel, used and abused as pleasure tools again and again before they even be able to speak, sold to heartless lords who scarred them physically and mentally just for fun, forced to flee and wander in this unforgiving wasteland just to be betrayed and used by every wanderer they crossed paths with...I don't know if this world is truly hell, but their lives certainly are.
I dropped him into the ground grabbed my bag and ran off, leaving the twins alone in that cave, I had no idea how to process what I saw nor I wish to harm them, I had to leave, for the following days I had to survive on my own, following the road, traveling alone is at the same time interesting and unsettling, specially in such desolate environment, you look forward and see endless sand, you look back and also only sees endless sand, seems like at any moment you will sunk in the dunes and become one with this dead world,I probably spent at least 4 days wandering alone, in this meantime I found a neat piece of steel, perhaps some sort of axle, a perfect staff to focus my powers and to bash things with, there's a lot of nasty creatures in this sands, but most of them are very vulnerable to the ancient art of beating things to death with a heavy object, and some taste quite well! In the fifth day alone I slept and I dreamed for the first time, I saw visions of a strange world of flying cities and toxic clouds, over an abyss filled with creatures that defy the concept of death, I saw soldiers of fortune clad in steel going deep in to the nightmarish miasma to bring ancient machines back to life, I saw a flying ship and its captain in their last moments he looked at me and said with a smile "Our road is not over Danadriel, the wheel of fate will spin and we will meet again, we will stride in the dawn together once again"it was amazing, I kept thinking about it while I walked, I have so many theories and ideas bout what it could mean and who where those people...specially that captain...stride in the dawn? that's a really weird way to say it, but reggardless of the meaning my thoughts were interrupted by gunshots ahead, I ran towards it in curiosity to see what was happening, and there I met the twins again, they were ambushed by some sort of mutant canine beast, and it bit jean quite hard severely wounding his leg, his sister tried to shot the creature but her weapon jammed, I had no reason to help them, they threatened me last time, and that creature surely could kill me...but they already had such a miserable life, they fought so hard to survive, would be such a tragic and depressing story to let them become food for that mindless creature, so yes I jumped on that fight!
The beast was mighty, but no match for my dance of death, I spinned ,jumped,dodged and evoked the thunder with my hands again and again until I was victorious...you had to see to believe it, in the end I was standing and the beast bled lifeless in the sand, but it was not a costless victory, I got beaten a lot and I was sure several things broke inside me, But jean was in a more delicate situation.Me and his sister had a lot of work to patch him up, his pain was so intense that after a while he became unconscious, I had to carry him for almost a day, the face he made when he woke up in my arms was hilarious, it was mix of shame, anger and thankfulness, while being carried he was way more talkative, he explained a bit about their journey,that his sister was mute because their last master hated her voice and slashed her throat, and also that they were in to incestuous relationship...the last part was kinda cute in my opinion, but more importantly, he told me they were on the run not because of their old masters, but because this continent is cracking!!
he explained that this massive desert is just a tiny island floating in a endless sky, and its crumbling like a piece of bread! after having a little existential crisis I asked him where to go them? he told me that first we need to find a border town, in such a place we can find a sandship , he claims that a vessel of a considerable speed and size can take us out of this island in time, but we need to do it before the tremors reach this region, because when it happens people know its time to leave and they abandon cities really fast carrying everything not nailed down , in summary now we are in a race against time because this place will fall from the sky!" (Danadriel)
yes, my new story is receiving a little reboot, but don't worry captain Clutch and the rest of the crew are still on it! :U
Although my hands were still drenching in blood and viscera of a massacre a minute ago, I was shocked by his attitude I don't know exactly why, so I told him I had no intention of killing them if they meant no harm for me, then he replied even more impatiently: "-Then untie us quickly! we are starving and have no time to waste!" In the moment I untied them they jumped over those mangled corpses like 2 desperate rabid dogs, I was in awe, they teared and devoured the recently deceased flesh of their captors like it was the most delicious meal in the world, and just I stood watching even more puzzled than before.Once they finished the little guy looked at me and asked my name and I instinctively answered the name Danadriel Montresor, I dont know why , but this is my name now, he thanked me a little abrasive way and told his name is Jean and his sister is Ji, when I tried to make some questions he ignored,he had no clue of who or what I'am and he didn't care in the slightest about my past, he just told me I was in hell and if I wish to survive this place I had to do what he said, since I had no other options I did what he told me.
We scavenged the corpses and the rest of the cave, we took everything we could carry, clothes, backpacks, water, weapons and even some limbs to eat in the journey, Jean was really impatient during the whole time, I barely had the time to craft something to cover my body, once we left the cave I saw myself in some sort of massive desert, a endless wasteland almost surreal and hard to believe, as we walked in to the night following the tire marks on the sand, I tried to ask stuff, but Jean only had interest in answering questions related to our survival, he seems to know a lot about surviving in this place but sympathy is not his strong suit,we kept a routine of traveling the night and sleeping in the day, or at least they kept, I don't feel much need of sleep, I can spend almost a week sleepless without even noticing, I don't know why and it worried Jean immensely, every time we stopped to rest he would sleep side by side with his sister while holding his rusty makeshift rifle, waking several times during the night to spy on me, but I didn't mind very much, I spent most of the resting time, meditating trying to tap the strange force that permeated my body, more I tapped in to it less I understood it but at same time more I could manipulate it, I could feel it was capable of incredible feats although I didn't tried anything impressive yet, but Jean noticed it regardless and eventually confronted me, things heated quickly, he tried to shoot me but I was too quick, I disarmed him and grabbed his scrawny little neck, I was about to crush it like a little twig, but then I looked deep in his eyes and I saw his memories, for a split second I witnessed the pain and horror these twins lived in the past years, they were bastards, born in a brothel, used and abused as pleasure tools again and again before they even be able to speak, sold to heartless lords who scarred them physically and mentally just for fun, forced to flee and wander in this unforgiving wasteland just to be betrayed and used by every wanderer they crossed paths with...I don't know if this world is truly hell, but their lives certainly are.
I dropped him into the ground grabbed my bag and ran off, leaving the twins alone in that cave, I had no idea how to process what I saw nor I wish to harm them, I had to leave, for the following days I had to survive on my own, following the road, traveling alone is at the same time interesting and unsettling, specially in such desolate environment, you look forward and see endless sand, you look back and also only sees endless sand, seems like at any moment you will sunk in the dunes and become one with this dead world,I probably spent at least 4 days wandering alone, in this meantime I found a neat piece of steel, perhaps some sort of axle, a perfect staff to focus my powers and to bash things with, there's a lot of nasty creatures in this sands, but most of them are very vulnerable to the ancient art of beating things to death with a heavy object, and some taste quite well! In the fifth day alone I slept and I dreamed for the first time, I saw visions of a strange world of flying cities and toxic clouds, over an abyss filled with creatures that defy the concept of death, I saw soldiers of fortune clad in steel going deep in to the nightmarish miasma to bring ancient machines back to life, I saw a flying ship and its captain in their last moments he looked at me and said with a smile "Our road is not over Danadriel, the wheel of fate will spin and we will meet again, we will stride in the dawn together once again"it was amazing, I kept thinking about it while I walked, I have so many theories and ideas bout what it could mean and who where those people...specially that captain...stride in the dawn? that's a really weird way to say it, but reggardless of the meaning my thoughts were interrupted by gunshots ahead, I ran towards it in curiosity to see what was happening, and there I met the twins again, they were ambushed by some sort of mutant canine beast, and it bit jean quite hard severely wounding his leg, his sister tried to shot the creature but her weapon jammed, I had no reason to help them, they threatened me last time, and that creature surely could kill me...but they already had such a miserable life, they fought so hard to survive, would be such a tragic and depressing story to let them become food for that mindless creature, so yes I jumped on that fight!
The beast was mighty, but no match for my dance of death, I spinned ,jumped,dodged and evoked the thunder with my hands again and again until I was victorious...you had to see to believe it, in the end I was standing and the beast bled lifeless in the sand, but it was not a costless victory, I got beaten a lot and I was sure several things broke inside me, But jean was in a more delicate situation.Me and his sister had a lot of work to patch him up, his pain was so intense that after a while he became unconscious, I had to carry him for almost a day, the face he made when he woke up in my arms was hilarious, it was mix of shame, anger and thankfulness, while being carried he was way more talkative, he explained a bit about their journey,that his sister was mute because their last master hated her voice and slashed her throat, and also that they were in to incestuous relationship...the last part was kinda cute in my opinion, but more importantly, he told me they were on the run not because of their old masters, but because this continent is cracking!!
he explained that this massive desert is just a tiny island floating in a endless sky, and its crumbling like a piece of bread! after having a little existential crisis I asked him where to go them? he told me that first we need to find a border town, in such a place we can find a sandship , he claims that a vessel of a considerable speed and size can take us out of this island in time, but we need to do it before the tremors reach this region, because when it happens people know its time to leave and they abandon cities really fast carrying everything not nailed down , in summary now we are in a race against time because this place will fall from the sky!" (Danadriel)
yes, my new story is receiving a little reboot, but don't worry captain Clutch and the rest of the crew are still on it! :U
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