Mounting the lighning-FinalEverything was dark until the noise was heard again.
Clank, clank, clank
Parts of the darkness gave way to dim light. In front there stood person who had a knife at his hip, something that seemed to be a firearm, and his face was covered by a hood and bandana.
He seemed confused. I had no idea what he was saying. He picked up a heavy looking bag that made a metallic sound and made a signal to follow him. As we walked away I noticed that I had been taken out of a sarcofagus, it was the temple catacombs. The walls of the temple were covered with moss and the wall cracked or broken. As we went ouside, my face was struck with violent warm winds and my greeted eyes with a sea of sand.
After wandering for hours a town was visible at the distance. The people there taught me different languages and their customs. They said the year was 35 AD. One day the sheets and metal stuck to me when I woke up. And as I grabbed hold of a pole it began to emit a light making a crackling sound. Sudde
MountingTheLightning-ContinuedIt was master, running frantically towards me shouting something nervously. When she was closer I heard her say Ra-something the something lord was coming. Then everyone panicked and I began to feel nervous, not knowing what was happening. She picked me up and began running to the temple, when another lightning crushed the ground before us. From it surged a gargantuan person completely covered by a cloak. He uttered the words "Where is he?". Neither me or my master knew what he spoke of. The he shouted in a demanding tone "Where is that coward?! I have come for his blood!!". Instantly master jumped backwards, put me down and told me to go back. She handed her robe and told me to take good care of it. Then her voice began to break and told me to grow up strong and told me about my family. I was confused and did not now why she told me all this or how she knew it. The figure that stood in our path threw the cloak aside, revealing a metal armor and marks of battle. Master made the first m
Mounting the lightningRaziel
I live by myself, I never knew what became of my parents. I have lived in the mountains with people much like myself, cast away from others because we are different. Humans have sent some of our people to battle with the condition of leaving the village be without their presence. However, if we were to make contact with them, besides the battlefield, we were taken to their reign never to be heard of again. We feared them as much as they feared us. They referred to us as demons, I never knew the meaning of the word.
I could not trace the beggining of the war for it seemed to be as old as the nation and as infinite as the sea. The thirst for blood did not seem to be quenched, war was as intense as it had been the last years. Humans and us, the so called "demons", were sheep to the slaughter for the whim of battles to which no one seemed to know the reason, but raged nonetheless. Above everything I despised it, I hoped to never take part on such a bar