A Meeting Of Faith

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One night, in a dark foreboding forest, a lone human sprinted through the undergrowth. He was being chased by a dark creature. 'I should not be here!' the human thought, his feet growing weaker the longer he ran. 'I need to find a place to hide!' he thought, now on the verge of collapsing. At that moment, whether it was fate or a stroke of good luck, the man saw a clearing in the distance.

Now, many would say that going into a clearing while being chased by a deadly creature is a bad idea, and they would be right in that regard, but the creature chasing the man is not a normal one at all. It is a being made entirely of darkness, hence the name, and creatures of darkness are weak upon the light, so any kind of light, whether it be the light of the sun or the moon or even the light that comes from torchlights, can hurt these creatures or even outright kill them.

"Thank the Divines!" the man shouted, running straight towards the clearing, hoping that the light of the moon would be enough to stop the creature.

When he finally arrived at the center, the man dropped down, exhausted. "Man!, that was a close one!" He said, "I should be safe here!" he added, wheezing from exhaustion.

The man may have thought that he was safe from the creature, but he forgot to calculate one thing, the night does not favor anyone. In a moment, the light of the moon was ever shining brightly towards the clearing, illuminating the beauty of it, and the next, it was gone, its brilliant light now covered by dark clouds hanging overhead.

"Damn!" the man suddenly stood up, now afraid. "Shit, shit, shit, I shouldn't have celebrated too early!" he said to himself, carefully looking around trying to spot his hunter. 'Where is it? Where the hell is it?' he frightfully thought, his heart hammering in his chest, his knees getting weak from fear.

"Sho--show yourself!" he shouted, trying to act braver, 'I can't run now! I'm damn exhausted and I got nowhere to run to!' he thought, trying to think of a better way to escape the monster.

And then to his misfortune, he started hearing the crunching of grass and deep, haunting breathing of a creature getting near towards where he stands. 'Fuck it I'm dead!' he fearfully thought, and his knees gave out and he fell to his bottom. That was when he saw it, even in the darkness the creature was clear to see.

'Wha--a--a--a howler!' he thought, his body petrified in fear.

A howler, one of the most dangerous, if not the most dangerous creatures anyone could ever face. It is a creature of darkness that resembles a wolf, and like a wolf, this creature could hunt you down in a matter of hours, they are known to attack in packs but from time to time one howler may be spotted alone, it was in the man's luck that his hunter seems to be alone and without a pack.

Growling at him, the howler slowly went closer to the petrified man, the man himself tried to move but his fear prevented him so. 'Shit this is it, this is how I die!' the man thought, fearfully accepting his gruesome faith. He waited for the howler to attack, "Please, just end it quickly!" he said, tearfully closing his eyes accepting his faith, and waited for death to claim him.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was a whooshing sound and then he heard the howler yelp in pain. "What the!" he exclaimed, and opened his eyes in surprise. And then he saw something, unbelievable, standing near a tree illuminating the darkness, just to his left, looking at the howler in anger, was a spirit guardian.

"Wha-is that--is that what I think it is?" he asked to himself, looking at the spirit guardian in bewilderment and a little bit of hope.

The guardian then looked at him and asked him in a male voice, "Are you, alright sir?"

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