Pain Reverberations within my stomach of which is surrounded completely by thorn covered vines as its my physical vessel well all except my right arm and as said my torso of which still remains of man, regardless reverberations... groaning in my unholy tone like a corpse or a ghoul the sun the sand the light its all too much in this desert I tread across
I cross the Nightmare Desert Quickly as it threatens to rend and ruin me through heatstroke But alas My Iris compresses.., its discovered A meal.., Many in fact specifically five or it would have if not for the fact that one of said meals being a similar creature to I, But somethings off.. it looks like its a human, However; It Is Not Man. and not only that but it travels with The meals for A Strange Reason I can't Seem To Figure out.
...
They've spotted me well the meals have the other seems to have spotted me a while ago maybe even before I had spotted it, It must be stronger then me then best to focus my attention on it then. After all I don't think It'll allow me to take Its Food From it, Yeah I can see you, You're probably thinking of killing me because you think I'm too unintelligent to understand whos food is who's that's why you'll help the humans kill me and then later when enough of you have grouped up together you'll feast and not only that but you might even get something from killing me..?
Hahahahaha.., No. I wont allow this even if you ARE stronger then me And I know I'll Lose in the end or maybe I won't...
Beware, I Approacheth.
They're sweat Excites me It tells me they don't know how to wield a sword Better then I know How To Wield My claws and Blades.
But the unnerved deceptive disgusting flesh imitator, He brings me much hesitation, however it never shows externally after all why react nervously if I'm already here and sure ill engage give my foes confidence? why..? or at least that is what I assume my subconscious thinks after all I hadn't thought a singular word for the past six minutes.
Oh they initiated The Fight.. He swings and a miss huh..? is the other a sorcerer? no wait.. they're using their aspect what a mundane aspect.
A singular ball of flames boring and something that can be done better with Sorcery if chanted with true names.
dodging it was easy only if the rude small one nearby wasn't prepared to swing his blade at me like a mosquito so instead I caught the fireball.. with one of the abilities I have Acquired With my descension into A Devil.., said ability Worked As a ray of red light which originated from my iris that suspended whatever shown on in time slowing it down by division of ten so if you were going one hundred miles per hour you'd instead go ten miles per hour.
and thus the fireball was leisurely Dodged.
With My Muddled And Chaotic Toned Voice I Provoke A Thought Into A Sound From my Ghoulish sounding dead vocal cords.
"Creature.. Of.. Deceit.., You And I Share a common Goal, No? Why Bother Fighting..?"
***
With A Raspy voice the young inexpert amateur looking girl who commands round flames would vocalize with a demanding voice that also shows signs of trepidation.
"That... Armored Mass of thorns in front of us what did it just say?"
Next to her A young man wielding A Basic Sword conjured from the 'spell' would Declare in a slightly less fearful toned voice.
"Don't listen to it, It Must be trying to trick us somehow or whatever!? Regardless Its A Nightmare Creature We Must Kill it!!"
The Unwavering Unmoved older man who joined the small cohort of four with demonic intentions anticipates a violent move from his ill mannered kin.
one of the girls of the cohort who seems to be able to perceive better then most has already seemed to have sensed something ominous from the older man speaks as natural as possible as to not rouse any suspicion.
"Guys I think Wulfnoð Take this one, He seems pretty calm You got this.., right..?"
With A Adjusted Posture and A Strange Perplexion The Older Man Gaunts forward A Poleaxe in his hands.
"hMm.. oK.. Cough.. FiNE ThEN.."
as The Battle Rages on the two girls and two men Struggle against this greater Adversary.
***
I'm Growing Tired.
With More, and More jerk like motions mid battle the four Humans Find Themselves suddenly Less Adept Against This Harrowing Creature Of Lesser Madness.
***
"Guys Cover Me..! I'm Going To Finish It Off!"
WIthin Unison, They Greatly Proclaim..!
"Got It!!"
But wait Where was Wulf..?
pUiT.... pUiT... pUiT.. pUiT.
There was no pain.., The Adrenaline wouldn't allow it, Instead there was only loss of strength followed by immediate darkness and silence.
Her Friends and Family glance With Shocked Expressions How Could This Happen.., How Could They Let that Happen they most probably thought or maybe they thought nothing at all too shocked to break the silence even within their own minds.
With Tears one of her cohort's allies.., no her family with mourning tone to it all he exclaimed aloud hopefully to reach her ears wherever she is now...
"IRIA!!!~ MARIGOLD!!!~ WH- I- I never got to know what You wanted to tell me..... Mari.. Y-Your Nightmare-
While The Young man Without The Grit Of MAn in him wished for his now soon to be dead friend he struggles to find a moment to grip and he.., black black black black everything fogs to black and fades to white whilst he sits their rotting she is their dreading to hell, to hell they all belong now as the "Hell" Itself Intended.
Is Ov...
...
pUiT.
Beside Him His Blood Brother With A Singular tear forming as he Charges the Dreaded Deceitful Creature in AMn's Skin Whilst His Cousin Covers him In the Weakfilled Attempt to avenge there lost brethren.
For it is for naught as They are out numbered The Worst thing plausible in this situation has occurred and instead of fleeing like I had done when I abandoned my brethren In those raids they attempted And Provoked Utter Doom.
As I Look upon the Beautiful Games results I Look upon my own being with a question
Who?
What.?
Where..?
Why...?
How....?
Am I.....?
Blanking Staring at nothing but the grueling sight I had just inflicted Why did I just kill them what have I done?
The Void Asseverates Its Affirmations Ere The Weak.
And Eye, Yes The Great Eye which holds my Very Soul In tact and painfully sane as its detected my breach of contract for my survival to my madness I-
'ｔＨ𝕆𝐮 ⓡⓐ几𝓀 Ｈⓐ𝓛𝕗-𝕗ⓐɕ𝐄∂ Ｈⓐⓡ𝕡Ｙ ɕ𝕆ɕ𝓀𝐄ⓡ𝐄∂ ⓡ𝐄𝐄𝓛เ几𝓖-ⓡเ𝕡𝐄 𝐌ⓐ𝓛т-ｗ𝕆ⓡ𝐌 Ĵ𝕆𝓖𝓖𝐄ⓡＨ𝐄ⓐ∂𝐄∂ тเɕ𝓀𝓛𝐄-ｂⓡⓐเ几𝐄∂ ѕɕ𝐮тт𝓛𝐄∂ 𝕡𝕆χ-𝐌ⓐⓡ𝓀𝐄∂ 𝓛𝐮𝐌𝕡เѕＨ тเɕ𝓀𝓛𝐄-ｂⓡⓐเ几𝐄∂ Ⓑⓐⓡ几ⓐɕ𝓛𝐄 ѕ𝕡𝓛𝐄𝐄几Ｙ 𝓖𝐮тѕ-𝓖ⓡเ𝕡เ几𝓖 ɕ𝕆∂𝕡เ𝐄ɕ𝐄.'
I'm sorry I wont-
Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.
My Eyes Dry My Teeth Glass My Gums Beholding Claws Stringing Them Presently My Tongue Bitten By Forces I can't Comprehend and skull fragments my mind perfect mental my nerves too my pain limitless my pain No adrenaline Gifted to me my names Attempting to climb flat rock whilst being pierced by spears and feet hot as If I'm trying to Traverse Lava The Sun Burning me alive But Stopping just short of churning my nerves to keep me awake my heart compressed my stomach empty but full at the same time and somehow almost equal to that of compression to my heartless core my veins revealed to the world as it sprays viscous Maroon Scheen of Bright Brilliant Light to scar my Eyes even further and to harm my mind my scars ripping open in star squares leaving a opening in the shape of a star to reveal nothing my knees bending the wrong wa-
"Ha~lt."