I looked at the stars. They were all beautiful. I remember my mother would always tell me folktales about the stars. She always said that the stars held meaning. Like a. " Message from the Stars. ".
She told me if the stars took shape of a Spitter, run. It looked just liked a spitter this night. I shook it off.
It's just a fairy tale right?
Suddenly, a Mutated spitter attacked me. But, this spitter could talk.
" Hi.....".
" my name is A-A-...". I smacked that spitter out of the atmosphere. Those stories were real...
I need to find where Lord Trunkus is..
Now!!
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Training of Terant
HorrorAfter almost dying to a foul beast. Terant is determined to get stronger and one day vanquish stronger beasts and become a formidable opponent
