Her brothers were back, if only temporarily. She had accomplished it. A newfound sense of pride filled her, and that night she slept in peace. But, something felt wrong to her. She woke up early that morning, and went outside. Then she heard something. A sweet, ethereal voice was calling to her.
"come..."
she needed not know how, but she could sense it coming from the jungle. it seemed so innocent, so harmless. But she ignored it, for now. She had plans that were far more important. She was going to bring her whole family back from the dead, and she was going to go to the tribe that killed them, and they were going to pay for what they had done. This would be harder to accomplish, as they held much more magical power, and would be harder to bring back. This may take days, weeks, perhaps years before they would be awake.
the weeks went by, without any trouble, except from the voice. She could hear it, becoming slowly more desperate, as time went on. She could hear its panicked, quiet whimpers as it begged her to find it. She heard it at night, during the day, whatever she did and wherever she went, she could never rid herself of it, so she set out to find it. She headed south, towards the jungle, where her life would take a drastic turn.
The jungle was hot. Sweat, dripped from her forehead. The air itself seemed to be alive with the clicks and chirps of invisible creatures. It was almost maddening. She swatted insects as they landed on her skin, and swiped away leaves in her way. It was a slow and tedious trek, but she knew where to go. She had seen it in her dreams, heard its name in a thousand whispers.
The Lizhard temple awaited her arrival, where Yharim waited eagerly
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Calamitous Birth
FantasyBased off of the popular mod for Terraria, Calamity. This story attempts to follow the lore of the game as closely as possible, while expanding on the backstory of the Calamitous Witch. This is also my first attempt at writing something for this sit...
