He takes his weapons very seriously. His favriote being some scythe like weapons but small and two of them. Dual wielding is what father called them.
I only knew little about weaponry. I knew how to shoot a bow. We had to hunt many times to survive living, deep in a forest tends to be difficult but the thrill of the hunt felt exhilarating.
"F0cus demon!! If y0u want to be able t0 sneak 0n y0ur enemies y0u must f0cus lift th0se weap0ns!! Sh0w the strength sh0w the tr0lls s0ilders wh0 they sh0uld fear!!"
Shit! Can he blame me? I've never used these weapons before. And they weigh a ton?!
They decided to build back up my demonic strength. Demons are suppose to have incredible strengh compared to trolls. So far so good. But I'm still trying to be able to hold two heavy ass weapons.
"Well fucking sorry I wasn't fucking trained by other demons. They didn't exactly pull out the welcome rug."
This is seriously pissing me off. I tried to get the help i desired and what happened they died. They now suffer in the dark carnival.
'Dark carnival? Why the hell do I keep thinking of that place. Whats there and how do I know it??'
For the past few nights I've had dreams of this place. Its frightening yet so very inviting. Watching the souls of my enemies constantly being tortured by an unknown figure. Bringing a strange tingling sensation through my demonic heart and blood. He accepts me, understands me. He sees my pain and suffering and only wishes to bring me joy. Is he the first rainbow blood reaching me in my dreams? Is he helping me? I can never see his face but he speaks to me giving me tactics to use in battle. All I use suprising my teachers.
"How is sh3 doing. Any progr3ss?"
"Yes actually much. She is gaining much strenghth as we h0ped f0r. And her weap0n tactics are impr0ving immensely. She is quite the fast learner."
I was improving?
"I b3lieve sh3s r3ady for h3r."
Her?
"I say s0. But she is having a difficult time ch00sing a main weap0n. I will reccomend dual wielding. She's very skilled with them."
Just because I knocked his on his ass a few times means I'm good. He's won a pretty good amount of our strifes.
"V3ry w3ll I will s3nd word out to h3r to arriv3. If I s3nd it now sh3 should arriv3 within 4 days. K33p training her. K33p up the good work Rav3n."
He called me by my name. Whats going on with him? He's been acting so strange. So diffrent towards me.
"Yes sir."
The war will be here soon I must be ready. I have to protect my home. I have to protect my morail. Gog please let him live through our battle in this horrible war.
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RaVeN lIfE sToRy
De TodoNaMe Is RaVeN SiLvErEt DaRkWaTeRs. I aM tHe YoUnGeSt MeMbEr Of ThE mAkArA cLaN. i WaS aDoPtEd By ThE GHB. SoOn YoU wIlL AlL kNoW mY sToRy. I wIlL sAy ThIs. ItS qUiTe SaD this is my life before I was taken In by the Makara family. warning: violence...
