It's getting cold. The hundreds of monsters, the dark forest where my home once was, the pitch-black figure with a black, wave shaped sword, its edge is red from my blood, all this loses its meaning. I can hardly see it anymore. The blood runs over my right eye, but that is no longer of any importance. I feel my life slipping away from me. I've tried everything but it seems my journey here is ending.
All around me is silence, no sound can be heard except the wind whistling through the trees. It seems like an eternity that I just laid there, enjoying the silence and listening to the birds singing. But birds have not been around for a long time, at least not here.
The dark figure, the sight of which alone shakes my bones to its core, asks in a grim voice: "Do you regret your life? Do you regret the way that brought you to me today?"
How could this happen...?
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End of Earth
FantasyEnglish version One day, out of nothing a portal opened, from which monsters came into our world. It should mark the end to our lives as we knew it. Follow Simon on his adventure of finding a way to survive in this new World and his quest to close t...
