A hurt god of war and a forgotten god of memory,
I know what you think, how ironic,
But when god of memory comes to save the god of war....
Will the god of war heal or be hurt once again.
NO ART IS MINE, STORY ISN'T MINE IT BELONGS TO MOJITO, I ONLY...
( A MEME TO START US OFF ^ COME ON YOU HAVE TO ADMIT THIS IS CUTE)
Third person
In a realm far from Egypt was a man who was chained at the bottom of a pit that went thousands of feet down. The place was clearly some sort of prison there were at least a thousand guards in the place.
It smelled of dampness and mould only the god of this Pathogen would know what the hell was growing down here. The man at the bottom of the pit seemed peaceful enough although his arms were chained to boulders that hung off the side of the hole. But if it weren't for the scrunch up face of the man you would think he was asleep.
He was on his knees, his hair cascading down like a curtain to hide his face from the view of the guard's. The reason this man's face as scrunched up in discomfort was not because his arms hurt, no it was something else he could feel the brokenness of someone.
Now that he was free from the of the dreaded curses that befell him, He knew who it was so he had been thinking of a plan for the past two minutes and he had final come up with one. He opened his golden eyes which glowed in the dark but instead of having normal pupils they were white and in the shape of diamond's.
He let out a breath and unclenched his hands.
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He took a deep breath the boulders started to drag and scrape on the sides of the hole grabbing the warden's attention.
" Ready the cross bolt's just in case " The man in clad in steel armour spoke to one of the many guard's who replied with.
" Yes general Wulf " And the guard proceeded to do as ordered, the warden also had left to walk his final round. By the time the warden got to the top, the man quickly stood up from his knees to his feet and let out a growl that echoed throughout the prison.
" Crossbow's fire! " General Wulf yelled but what he didn't know was that he had fallen for the golden eyed man's trap.
As the cross bolts fired the man dogged as if he had done this to many times before.
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The man glared at the cross bow firer in front of him stretched his left arm so the next bolt cut through the chain. Everything went quiet for a moment before and creaking of metal, then a clang and then an audible gulp was heard in that order.
