The wind blew cold and dark within a deep snowy forest . The cold dead bodies of soldiers lay on the blood red ocean of snow . A man in blue and black clothing stepped from the shadows and said to the dying men and Fossil. "I am the creator " " You are the story but now it must end this world is not finished and must come to a close ". "Do not fear what might happen next for the dawn of a new world will soon take its place ". "For now rest soldiers, rest and sleep within the deathly silent snowy forest ". Sleep till your stories rise once more". [ this story was made by one lazy person who tried to make a good story but just made cancer don't worry though I might make a new rendition of the story oh and I'll be making an amino under the name the last Warriors any one who is interested in just having a role play server then this will help you can do whatever you want just some rules though no memes and if you're going to fuck one another please kindly go to a private chat room thank you and have a nice day. )
