The Tale of Nari

The Tale of Nari

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My father laid his face on his knuckles as he let my poor excuse for an older brother continue. "What do you propose should be done, Keryth?" He asks with a quirked eyebrow. My head turns slightly making some of my dark brown hair fall off of my shoulder as I narrow my eyes at my brother who speaks. "I propose, that a new objective will be made. One that doesn't require our scouts to kill this," he raises his hands showing only two fingers on each as he bends them. "Monster." The whole throne room begins to murmur their own questions and thoughts about this new plan. Father motions his hand for his first born to continue. "I suggest that you put my dear little brother," Keryth walks over to me throwing his arm over my shoulder causing me to stumble forwards. "And his little bundle of misfits," he jokes while wiggling his left hand over to where Usamea and Loir stood on the sides of the room. "On a mission to capture Scourge," he pauses before looking back up at his father. "Alive." That's when the all hell broke loose. {'''*********************************************'''} His eyes look at me with sadness but his face held rage in them as he lets me continue. "Do you think I wanted to kill all those people? Do you think I asked for any of this? For crying out loud, I don't even remember my life before I became Scourge!" I yell at him, my right iris flares brightly before fading away as I look up into his amber eyes. The room fills with tension and silence before gently reaching out and grabbing ahold of my right forearm, caressing it with his thumb. "Let me help you..." {**********************************************} Enter into a world filled with major angst, hatred, love, and gore. Where the Scourge is met with the truth behind her true life and how she ended up as the most nutritious, feared, yet misunderstood assassin in Sakann. *WARNING: CONTAINS VIOLENT SCENES* ALL RIGHTS RESERVED MIGHT BE SLOW UPDATES SINCE IM A PROCRASTINATOR
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Life had taken a turn for the better ever since my troubled brother was incarcerated for life. However, one day, a sense of unease crept over me and my best friend as we noticed a mysterious figure tailing us through the bustling town. "Ally, who's that man?" my best friend inquired, her voice tinged with concern. I scanned the area nervously, my heart pounding. "We should get out of here," I urged, seizing her arm as we hastily made our way through the crowded streets. Abruptly, I awoke from a disquieting nightmare, my screams ricocheting through the silent house. "Mom, there's a man chasing me in my dreams," I gasped out, my hands trembling. She attempted to soothe me, attributing the tumultuous visions to my overactive imagination. On one occasion, I inadvertently overheard my mom and aunt engaged in a hushed conversation, puzzling over what impending revelation they were deliberating. Eventually, I mustered the courage to confront the enigmatic man who had been shadowing me. "Why have you been following me? Who are you?" I demanded, my voice quivering with trepidation. "I am Aleekie Smith," he disclosed, leaving me dumbfounded. "You're the man from my dream," I whispered, the pieces falling into place. The drama unfolded further as I crossed paths with a former boyfriend adamant on asserting control, his aggression escalating to a perilous climax when he brandished a firearm. Feeling ensnared, I made a pivotal decision to extricate myself from the tumult, severing ties with everyone in a dramatic departure. Amidst escalating tension and conflict, an unexpected source of solace materialized in the form of my father, ushering the narrative into an unforeseen trajectory. To uncover the compelling trajectory of events that ensued, I urge you to continue reading. This is merely the entrancing prologue of the gripping saga that awaits. Don't forget to vote and comment!

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