Alexo was still wrapped in a mountain of warm and wet meat, flesh, and acid. He had curled into a tight ball, unable to see anything.
He felt the shifting parts around him, everything quiet in a horrific sense.
Swallowed by dead muscle and flesh. No longer living animals burned and melted into a horrific ball of endless, twisted horror. Bones protruding all over into a spiked ball of death.
The entire mass of matter began to shift. Alexo opened his eyes, looking around in the darkness.
He looked downwards, looking past his legs to see through a small hole in the ball.He could see a distant light, which became brighter and brighter as a large circle suddenly opened wider. Retracting and expanding multiple times as the ball shifted more and more. Falling through the stomach as Alexo sighed, realizing what was happening.
He reached up to cover his mouth and nose, yet his hand was already covered in messy blood and ruined skin and muscle.He closed his eyes, not wanting to see the horrific sights that he was bound to see.
He grabbed whatever he could feel as the light became brighter and brighter.
Alexo held his breath while feeling everything around them fall apart. He felt his body no longer trapped, falling for what felt like minutes with his eyes closed.Once he crashed onto the ground, more things fell all around him. Surrounding him with dead animal bodies and warm fecal matter. Alexo's body was covered in brown smears and dried blood, trying to scratch it off.
He felt his stomach rumble, on the verge of vomiting as he looked around.
Thousands of flies appeared, chewing away on the rolling hills of excrement.
Alexo shuttered, but then stopped as he could feel something behind him.
He slowly looked over his shoulder, feeling a massive wave of hot air hit him with force. He leaned forward, fully turning to stare up at the open, drooling mouth of a massive wolf.
The wolf was panting, the sounds of exercise and hunger filling the air.
It licked its massive lips, lowering its head to stare intensely at Alexo. Its deep black irises were surrounded by purely white sclera. The pupil began to shrink the longer it stared at Alexo, putting him into more and more clear focus.
Alexo took a deep breath in, cracking his neck.
The wolf tried to bite down on Alexo, but he reached out and grabbed his teeth. He stretched his limbs out, his strength forcing the wolf to keep its jaw wide open. Alexo screamed when he spotted the tongue moving towards him.
He stepped back, the jaw snapping shut right over the tip of the tongue. The teeth were sharpened like blades, slicing through like it was nothing. The wolf loudly howled as blood began to pour out of the cut. Alexo jumped up as high as he could, landing on the wolf's nose. He then jumped again, racing to the wolf's face. He clenched his fist and punched right through the flesh and bone between the wolf's eyes. He tore through, going deeper and deeper before he felt his arm plunge deep into a large, wet blob of muscle. He groaned as the felt a very loud thud, looking back through the large hole to see the floor. The wolf's body lying on its side. Alexo pulled his arm out, stepping back through the hole.
The entire ground loudly shook and thudded over and over again.
Alexo sighed and tilted his head up towards the ceiling, which seemed to reach further than the clouds in the sky would. A massive wooden cabin surrounding him.
Massive pieces of wooden furniture like tables and chairs. The tables had massive piles of food covering them, liquids dripping off the edges and leaving massive puddles of fat and juice.
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Alexo
FantasyIn Ancient Greece, there are hundreds of stories telling of heroes and monsters. Gods and Demons. But one has been lost to time, erased from history due to the circumstances surrounding his existence and his gifts.