AUTHORS NOTE: This is a project I am making for fun. This is not my attempt to make something professional, it is just a skit and story I would like to tell that came from my imagination. There will be references that range from pop culture, video games, and other well told stories from history. This is to keep things comedic and light and not to copy, but instead pull inspiration from. This is a unique and original story with characters, names, and ideas made by me. If there are mistakes like spelling, grammer, or text was unclear to what it is trying to convey in the story- LET ME KNOW :) reach out if you have any questions and I will try to answer them. Thanks for reading this, and enjoy the story.
I will fix personality in characters as I review it every so often to give it more life and other spelling/grammer fixes. Be patient as this is all a work in progress. I will publish before thinking it is perfect since I just want to get the idea of the story first :)
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[An abrubt sound of 2 swords clashing against each other and the soothing, yet oddly calm voice of a middle aged man says in a very condescending matter]
Middle aged man: You understand you're weak, right?
[It pans to a young guy in his early 20s who's bleeding all over his body. Physically trembling in fear or pain. Staring down at whoever is talking at this moment in anger. His hands are clutched to his sword and his stance is wavering as he pants for air. They are in the middle of a wooded area on a small field of grass.]
Middle aged man: You work every day and night, for you to give me that! A pathetic performance that can easily get you killed! You know what happens with the weak..
Young guy: I-
[Before the young guy speaks he was interrupted]
Middle aged man: They DIE. They get killed. They parish from this world willingly or not. So their suffering doesn't continue. Are you.. hurt?
Young guy: I.. can keep going.
[The middle aged man gives him a dark sinister smile and starts to walk slowly towards the young guy. His sword is unusually longer then the young guys sword. He swipes one last time as the young guy stands there in exhaustion. Before the middle aged man kills the young guy, he wakes up in his bed and yells as he sits up in disappointment]
Young guy: AAAGGGHHH!!.
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[He pants in exhaustion looking around his room realizing it was all a dream.]
Young guy: Another fucking dream where I die.
[He says that as he covers his face with his hands. He breathes in a little longer before he let's his body plop back onto his pillow. He attempts to fall asleep again]
Young Guys Physical Description: he is a slim toned white male with dark brown eyes. 5" 10'. His hair is long enough to split in the center and fall loose not passing his ears. His eyes are relaxed and gives off a calm presence.
[He walks into a gym where there are 2 people who are practicing their punches on a punching bag.]
Female 1: ... so then I had no other choice but to go for the groin! Poor guy stood no chance after that. Try to steal from me when it's dark again and see what happ-
Male 1: OH, Elazen! You're here.
[He says, as he tries to get some space from female one, but also genuinely interested that Elazen made it to the gym. He continues]
Male 1: you're a bit late- and it looks like you didn't get much sleep.
Female 1: What took you so long Elazen? Are you okay? I was just telling Adam how I had to crush someone's nuts to save my 20 dollars in my purse. If you ever need it, I'll be there!
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The Lost Zerlin
AdventureA competitive martial Artist who found a mysterious artifact that can speak telepathically through a "link" he has yet to understand. A calling for him, the artifact, and the world around him. The sword's cry for help of a detected threat. Elazen ca...