People show up left and right. I immediately get medical attention and it feels like heaven decided to hug my back. I lay on the bed while the nurses check for poison. They inject some clear liquid into me and help me take off my melted armor. I spot a circle of troops gathering with a strange soldier in the middle. They look around and speak, "We've fought the behinders to the point where we can finally make the final attack to push the behinders out of capitaland."
What's a behinder? Why haven't I heard about them? I nod in agreement.
"Report back to the undermountain by sundown," they say. Everyone cheers. Do they mean there's something under the mountain or is there another thing we need to destroy? I cheer loudly. They continue with some other needless sentences, a thank you, and then it leaves.
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Mist
Ciencia FicciónThousands of years in the future, an everyday civilian finds himself stuck in a conflict on a boring planet called Mist. I wanted to publish this book but without Beta-readers and a large audience to back up publisher trust, of course, this book wou...
