Part 1 - The Voyage

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The sweet and savoury flavour of ice cream, resting on my tongue as I dream about devouring a whole bowl of that sticky, white, creamy dessert. I cannot stop thinking about it.

...I think...I'm in love...

I just love ice cream. It is the dessert of my dreams, I just wish I could taste it..one last time.
Ice cream has been apart of my life for years; everyday I would dream about it and time to time I would let it rest on my tongue and eat it.

But suddenly, Ice cream has vanished from existence and hasn't been heard of for years. Even worse, people had forgotten ice cream existed. So when I told them about it; they thought I was crazy! But I must prove to them, to set a voyage to look for my beloved ice cream.
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The Voyage

I have been traveling for years now, and there isn't a sign of ice cream. I haven't returned to my village - ice village in years. I have been setting out camps for myself in order to survive whilst building myself weaponry to defend myself from horrendous and horrible creatures roaming throughout the caves and cliffs of where I traveled.
Suddenly, I came across a strange monster. It reminded me just so much of ice cream...I just wish it were here to see this. But have I not known who it truly was?
As I tried to slaughter this creature, the massive mob started randomly running from me! It's like it got scared? I was so confused.
"Hey! Wait up!" I started to sprint and put my whole life into that run.
As I caught up to it, I caught a glimpse of its eyes. Crimson, bloodshot eyes that haven't rested in a good while.
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The Fight
TW: gore

I picked up a torch and drifted it down my sword. I started to stab the creature murderously, not hesitating on each attack. Blood splattered all over me, as I looked like a troubled killer. I ripped open its mouth and I heard faint screams from it. Slipping my sword through its mouth, I made sure it felt each and every spot of pain. I plucked out each and every eyelash from its eyes. I picked up its head and slammed it into the concrete, watching it sinking into a pool of blood.
I then moved onto its internal organs. I jammed my pocket knife into its chest where the heart would be located and turned my knife sharply. I felt it's death rising upon its pathetic body.

It looked around the hilltop, it's eyes widened with fright. Its creaminess had turned a pale color. Laying its head back slowly, it rested his eyes toward the blue sky. Before it closed his eyes for the final time, it smiled and croaked, "I was ice cream..." Soon it slipped away into its endless sleep, surrounded by nature. The coldness crept up on the monster, as it started to rapidly shake. It's pale body had red liquid running alongside its waist. I heard it take its last, jagged breath.

The nature around us was so peaceful and quiet. Regretting what I had done, not realising I was torturing the love of my life. As I watched its hand drop to the side, I knew it left earth.

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