The battle was well fought. With each passing attack, the fight grew harder as Anthonette and I fought.
Innocent people were dying, sweet little kids were getting hungry because all sources of food was destroyed as my best friend and I battled, and the whole of Orthodox was falling into chaos.
We flew across the rumbling dark skies, splashed into the dark, unforgiving waters pf the dimension, and threw each other into the flaming, burning, and perishing forests.
As we fought, more and more energy came out of me. I was getting weaker by the second. Over time, I lost it. I fell to the ground, defeated, and looked around.
Such destruction. A blinding sight. What have I done? As I looked into Anthonette's eyes, I could only remember...
A few Flames ago....
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Dawn of the Demons
FantasyDawleiryss and Anthonette strive to fight for good to save the land of Orthodox from great peril. Will they be able to save the dimension, or will the darkness lurk around the depths of Orthodox?
