Unknowingly fated clash
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Complete Fri, Feb 1, 20191h 25m
The fire rages on. Screams from women and children echo the once filled streets. Blood gently leaks off of the window. A arrow, gently placed within a mans skull as he lays lifeless on the floor, blood slowly squirting from his fresh wound. WIth a gentle tug, the head pops out, causing blood to spurt from the wound, then continue to trickle down his face.
This story is short, but also the origin of some other characters I use. THanks to IsolationStudios for letting me use his character. This is based off a role play. Cover art is not mine. This story includes the use of bloody scenes, if you have problems with blood, I suggest you don't read this. This is my first story, hope you enjoy!
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