Kingdom Bloodshed

Kingdom Bloodshed

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Fantasy
A constant war with the Kengle beasts have decimated the human population. Driving them back to a corner of their once large kingdom. Great towers and barriers have been put up to prevent the hordes wiping out the rest of whats left, while humanity tries to recover. But one by one the towers and outposts are falling and the hellish armies are desytroying everything in their path. They must be pushed back. Felix is a woodcuter for his small village, hidden in the the deep ridges of a valley. His heritage preceeds him as the son of a once great warrior who dreams to follow in his fathers footsteps. The renown knights passing through give him that chance but danger, treachury anger and revenge follow him around each corner turning a young man into a leader of many. He must survive the kingdom bloodshed.
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Hands held me to the ground. Multiple pairs of hands. Multiple faces. A grinning wolf. A razor sharp smile. Bloody lips. I felt their hands claw over my body like they were digging into my flesh. Nails scraped at my skin, knuckles pressed into my flesh. They were tearing me apart. Their fingers gnawed at me, wanting to devour me whole. Wanting to take a piece of me as they leaned over from above. I watched them push and shove each other, grabbing my leg, an arm, my hair. I thrashed beneath them, screaming, but like always my voice was non-existent. ............................................................................ Princess Serri Bayor, did not expect to find herself wondering through the wild forest of Miran alone at night. After escaping the confines of the palace, the last thought on her mind was death. But now as she ventured further into the unknown territory, she wondered what sort of death she would face. All her life she had been warn of what laid in this lush forest. What these towering trees have seen and witnessed beneath their bowing canopies. Suddenly marrying that hairy pig of a man seemed less disgusting. She wondered if turning back would be too late. Would her father kill her upon her arrival or would something else take her life and send her head back on a spike? Follow along as Princess Serri ventures off into a teaming forest filled with hungry killers, tempting eyes and twisted fates. Be forewarned though. This is no fairytale of a story.

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