As Endo stood there as the rider slowly looked over to him. Endo tried to see throught the darkness covering the rider's face. All he could make out were two beady red eyes. As the two made eye contact Endo could feel his strength being sapped away. The black rider was the first to look away. The rider set his sights on Endo's village. Endo could only watch as the cloaked figure pulled a giant scythe and charge off towards his village. Soon after an army of fog creatures surged foward from the white wall of fog. All that Endo could do was watch in horror as the cloaked figure and the creatures ransaked his village. As tears started to roll down his face, Endo heard pounding footsteps behind him. He could barely pull his head away from the ongoing carnage to see a fog creature charging towards him. Endo just stood there accepting his fate, hopimg within the next few seconds that it would all be over. The next thing Endo knew he was on the ground gasping for air with his vision slowly fading. The last thing he saw was the cloaked figure and his giant scythe approaching slowly, before darkness overtook him.
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Hunting The Apocalypse
FantasyA young man who is living his life as a simple farmer in his hometown learns his destiny one fateful day. That he and three others have been selected to prevent the up coming apocalypse. To do so he and the others must find and defeat the Four Horse...