"HEY YOU BIG OAF, LOOK OVER HERE. I GOT YOUR PRECIOUS ROCK!" Arali screamed towards a large troll. Surrounded by her fairie friends, she knew she'd be safe. The troll looked towards her, furrowing its eyebrows and growling viciously as Arali smirked ans started to run. The large troll followed quickly yet groggily behind her, a large oafish blob of a monster, whos only objective for its short life was to guard the crystal thatd been passed down through hundreds of years of its family heritage. Back from the beginning of time itself, this crystal was protected by the troll race. What does it do you ask? Well of course this troll doesnt know. Arali does, and she knows it does more harm than good. She wants to fix it! I hope. Arali ran and ran before reaching her home and slowing to a stop. "Alright put up the forcefield and make sure that big asshole doesnt leave or die. I need to give it back eventually." She said to her fairie friends. A large red bubble rose slowly around her house, like glass shattering, except in reverse. A beautiful process of building shards back up from prior destruction. It was time to get to work. For the next 3 days, Arali spent her time breaking apart, fixing up and injecting things into the crystal. Until one day... it began to.. pulsate? It became fleshy and organ like. It began to pulsate more.. and more... "shit oh shit what did i- how did?-" Arali frantically looked around, double checking all of her notes to figure out where she had gone wrong. But when she wiped her gloved fingertip across the crystal, she looked down at her hand with fear in her eyes. "No.. when would it even have come into contact with-" but she was cut off when a large explosion threw her back into the wall, throwing her head through it with such force, only blood and guts remained.
But then came the next day.
