Later that night as Asher curled up into a tight ball, he dreamt he was a Boltkitten again. He used to paw for leaves as they fell down from trees, and travel the dangerous forest with his young, soft paws. He then dreamed of something much more horrific. Everything around him was black like eternal darkness, and in that desperate nothingness, we’re all the villains he hated. Surrounding him. Beltros, Xer, Axar, Evron, and even Neo, plus many more. All these villains were talking to each other, while looking at Asher; like their gaze was fixed on him. Even Dylan himself was amongst the crowd, closest to Asher as if protecting him. ‘’Dylan what do we do? We are no match for them all.’’ … ‘’Gabriel knows.’’ In his dreams Asher saw his old leader, sitting on a throne like he was a King. ‘’Asher, if you don’t win, just join them.’’ He commanded. Asher felt as if he had to listen to him, just like he did in the past. ‘’Nooooo!’’ Asher began to fight all these villains, first clawing at Beltros before he fell to the ground weak.
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A giant sword, emerged from the sky. Lying weak on his back, Asher stared at it. It pierced right through his heart, and before he knew it he layed there dead…
Asher panted as he woke up. It was just a dream, he told himself…
Before he realized there was a crystal under his bed; his dream was yet another prophecy.
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Asher the Survivor
FantasyIn a world where thunder constantly cracked, exists a wicked King who lived long ago... Asher a boltcat, a species of navy colored cats is determined to get revenge on this monstrosity for killing his mother... The only problem is Asher has a long w...
