chapter one : starting point

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(note this is daice do not steal my art )

(note this is daice do not steal my art )

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Third person pov

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Third person pov.

Thunder rang through the dark blue skies above, harsh rain following suit from the loud crashing roar of the natural sounds created by the storm.  Below the ground was pelted heavily by the rain drops that descended down from the sky above like thousands of bombs.  Each drops creating small to large puddles scattered about the land of the forest floor.

The temperatures being so cold enough to see your hot breath when exhaling out to breath or pretending to be a dragon that breaths fire. A temperature that wasn't favored by a bounty hunter cladded in black tactical gear and jacket. 

Daice , daice kambing demonyong was his name a yokia unknown to others only hint of his species being of the known name.

Thresh holder , an ancient apex predator described in the oldest of texts held in the hidden city finest museums. What was told they were fierce creatures that were highly adaptive to any surroundings. Mostly caves being their main home where they could ambush any yokia to feast on. Killing those unfortunate to get in the grasp of their deadly hold with highly acidic venom.

Any other info was lost to time as many books, tablets, scrolls were either broken or shredded to the point you couldn't make out any words or symbols. Many suggested these things were tampered to protect yokia kind from what horror these beasts can do or to keep the species a secret.

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