The smell of blood was fresh in Alkad mind. Making him gag at the smell and sight of all the butchered bodies that lay in front of him. His eyes widening as he sees the blood stained weapon in the hand of the beast that murdered everything in sight. The beast smirks sliding his weapon on the ground creating small sparks in close to the ground slowly walking towards Alkad. "N-No!! P-please..."
The beast smirk," Shutup you pathetic piece of trash. You will not speak unless it is a scream." rushing up to Alkad he laughs an ear deafening laugh as he swung the sword at Alkad, Alkad didn't have enough time to move getting his arm ripped right off with the serrated blade. Alkad screams
"O-oh god... Please sto-" Alkad pukes up blood; passes out lying in a pool a blood as the last strike went to strike him down.
Alkad then wakes up screaming;crieing ,"........" he continues to cry "W-what the hell... Where am I?" Alkad then looks down and screams at his taken left hand "WHERE THE HELL IS MY HAN-... Oh..." Alkad looks at his bloody stump as a women appears in the room
"Hello... My name is Wynter..." The strange women bowed politley as Alkad looked at her dumbfounded.
"Wait... why are you bowing? Didn't you save me?" Alkad smiled and waved his stumped by accident sheepishly hiding it and waving with his other hand instead.
She smiled.
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Hello people of the internet it is me! Cinder! Now if you are enjoying this type of story coming fom me please tell. I did just a small chapter so i knew what people like i will try to update weekly if people like! Also this is suppose to be an actual book of types so chapters after this i shall try to make longer! Alright if you have any feedback tell me good bye :3
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Alkad
FantasyAlkad will be a story of destruction, love, and ferocity. At times it shall not be pretty, not one bit. The story of a man and his adventure. This is the story of Alkad.
