The man fled deeper into the depths of the forest. His heart pounding rapidly as the ground shook from the footsteps of his predator. "Roar" the beast's loud bellows echoed through the cold winter air. With the beast drawing closer the man could see it the smoky black figure, and he could feel the beast's red eyes looking right through him and staring into his soul. Creeping into a hallow tree for safety before his fear overtook him, he could feel the ground under him slip away. Falling into darkness the man screamed for help as he continued to fall into uncertainty.
"Ahhh," he panics as he splashes in the red water, until he looks down not recognize his own reflection. Looking harder into the water he could make out two purple-eyed warriors one wearing purple and gold armor clashing blades with her twin in silver and blue armor, the blade moved swiftly across the silver armored warrior chest, she falls to her knees. Horrified by unknown visions he saw. Standing up the blood like waters as it down the scars of his rippled chest and abs. "Where is my shirt?" he wondered raising his eyebrow in confusion. Walking through the darkness he tried to look back on his life, but to no avail, he could not remember anything before now not even his own name. A loud explosion sparks a beautiful purple flame, it began to move drawing his gaze in amazement of dancing then slowly moving forward still amazed he followed until it led him to a ladder. The flames burned out he looks around baffled he begins to climb back into the darkness
Days began to pass; it was as if he were climbing from the depths of hell to reach the surface. The light of day shined down upon him as he climbed out of the hole in the ground. He gazed down at the ground and was in awe at the sight of the beautiful green grass that covered the land. Colorful flowerers all of them different colors panted the field like a canvas. He started to feel as if he was in some kids wonder land he turns around to find a gang of demons their curled horns stuck out their heads of the deformed creatures starring at him the was woman in the middle a silver necklace with a demon emblem on it, her purple eyes matched the sky. "Who are you?" he asks
"The Empress Does not take kindly to trespassers." One of the demonic creatures said. "Look I am having a rough day, I'm naked and lost so I don't give a rats ass on what you're Empress thinks." The man replied his voice filled with frustration. The woman walked toward him with a bag in hand, hypnotized by the curves of her body he watched her hips sway side to side. Overwhelmed by the beauty of the mocha skinned goddess, she left him speechless, and before he even knew it, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. As she handed him the bag filled with a hoodie, and two serpent-like swords.
She said "here, boys kill him!"
He slipped on the hoodie then reaches for his new weaponry then gazed into the eyes of his enemy's, when the ground began to tremble lowering the ground under his feet. Looking up only to find the empress staring down at him from the comfort of a purple and gold throne.
The demons screeched as they jumped down to attack him, swiftly moving out the way he began swing away at his opponents. Their blood black as tar stained the man's face as it gushed out of their severed limbs. Rolling over his adversary's back and shoving his blades into the opponents standing on both sides of him.
"That that was too easy your majesty, I mean they aren't too bright, but they do put up a good fight I see why you keep them around." He said mocking to the empress as he caught his breath.
Empresses by what she saw she smirked in satisfaction, as she nods her head for approval a large man put his hand on the top of her throne bending the gold as he squeezed it.
"Holy shit." The man said to himself, shocked at the man's herculean like strength. Leaping down to him the gargantuan man shook the gravel beneath their feet, causing the man to stumble and stagger. "Bakasura finish him!" Exclaimed the empress. As the large man smirked showing his black canine like teeth, he reached behind him and pulls a spine like whip from around his torso. "And here I was thinking your teeth was the only part of u that was disgusting." The man stated the smell of death beginning to make his stomach turn, looking at the man with a bug-eyed facial expression. Swinging his spinal cord like a whip cutting the man's hoody he cringed in pain as blood dripped from his wound. "What the?!" He thought to himself astonished by what he just witnessed. Dashing at the giant the man ducking and dodging trying not to be hit by the giant's freakish weapon, when he felt the sharp edges wrap around him. The sharp tips of the whip sinking deeper into his stomach, before being flung into the air his body twisting and turning before slamming to the ground. "Ugh." He groaned in pain as blood oozed out of his mouth, rolling over to his back he could hear the empress maniacal laugh fill the air as she said
"Now. Antonio maybe that will teach you some respect, Banasura! Leave him." His long black hair hung over his face he watched them disappear into the distance "What did she call me?"
As Antonio lied there, slowly bleeding to death, he looked up into the purple sky. His eyelids grew heavy as he was comforted by the sounds of a lullaby being sung by the white clouds, when he felt a soft gentle touch of a woman, filling his lungs with air. Opening is eyes he found a gorgeous bronze skinned woman with kind purple eyes disappear into thin air, raising up off his back Antonio looked around for the woman, "What?" I must be losing it, I could have sworn some someone was just here."
Hopping to his feet he picked his swords up and put them in the shifts on his side. Looking at the destroyed ground around him Antonino thought to himself, "Well looks like there's no getting out the way I came." Glancing over the area Antonio ran to a nearby ledge, swiftly scaled up it as he reached the top he stood in awe and marveled at the villages and the large Palace in the distance. Looking down at his body the once fatal wounds were now healed scars.
