The Forest Ghost

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comedy fantasy fiction medieval satire tristan

A ghost in a deep, forgotten forest demands a sacrifice: 100 liters of blood spilt in honorable combat, from each kingdom.
How powerful can a single ghost be against 20 soldiers? And against a team of, beware, 3 protagonists!All Rights Reserved

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Chapter 1 - Definitely not a heroic story.
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Hopelessly, a young boy wanders through the desolate streets of Eldorium's slums, belonging to nowhere but the dust. He has no recollection of anything - only that he finds himself drawing closer to the preeminent palace each day. Eldorium is a kingdom of conquered riches, clashing steel and an irrefutable rank of who is ontop and who is below the pyramid. The sand has seen an overflowing amount of bloodshed over all the years this formidable empire has stood. It all means nothing to him, until he stumbles upon a boy cornered into an alley of the gilded markets. One thing he discovers about himself is his ability to fight, which lands him on his knees before the throne, where the boy he aided turns out to be the prince. The prince pleads for mercy upon his new friend, for a commoner mingling with a royalty is forbidden, especially a commoner with no records of existence - ever. The king grants him training to become the prince's personal assassin; a deadly shadow for a powerful sun. They face the world together. Everyday is spent sweating blood or drawing it from the battles they dive into sword-first, falling even the most impenetrable kingdoms side by side. However, not even the desert can bury the dark secrets of Eldorium, nor can it whisper warnings of the daunting times to come. And the Gods... well, they see everything. And their rage grows, with Eldorium at the center of it.

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