Post by yoshisan on Jun 21, 2007 14:40:03 GMT -5
Standing back in the mist of the quiet night, The shadow watched the village in which he was born. The wind blew around him, moving black hair into his pale skinned face. His black robes swirled around him as he turned on a dime and stalked away into the night. His eyes glowed in the dark as he looked side to side, searching for enemies or pathetic excuses for demons willing to fight but of course everything was as still as ever. As he got further into the trees, they started to seperate as he got closer to entering a clearing. The light light up his eyes annd danced shadows across his black attire. Walking back into the darkness of the tree's shadow, he sighed and leaned up against and old oak and looked out among the trees.
After The sun had arisen and the shadow had fallen asleep up against the trunk, the demons started to show themselves. Then one of them saw him and warned the others to stay quiet, but it did not last long. The shadow a woke by the sound of a snort from one of the pig demons. An evil smile came across his lips as he then un-sheathed his long sword and ran toward them. Many ran for their lifes, for they feared the shadow but the rest stayed. Stabbing his sowrd into the belly of one, he laughed and turned the blade while it rested inside the monster then slicing from it's stomach up. As he turned, the rest tried to run away but he slaughtered them one by one in no time and laughed as their blood covered his face and hands. Putting his sword back into his sheath, he looked up into the sky noticing the red starting to take over the blue sky. Walking back into the darkness you could hear only his voice.
"What a perfect time to slay demons, When then the sky becomes blood!"
After The sun had arisen and the shadow had fallen asleep up against the trunk, the demons started to show themselves. Then one of them saw him and warned the others to stay quiet, but it did not last long. The shadow a woke by the sound of a snort from one of the pig demons. An evil smile came across his lips as he then un-sheathed his long sword and ran toward them. Many ran for their lifes, for they feared the shadow but the rest stayed. Stabbing his sowrd into the belly of one, he laughed and turned the blade while it rested inside the monster then slicing from it's stomach up. As he turned, the rest tried to run away but he slaughtered them one by one in no time and laughed as their blood covered his face and hands. Putting his sword back into his sheath, he looked up into the sky noticing the red starting to take over the blue sky. Walking back into the darkness you could hear only his voice.
"What a perfect time to slay demons, When then the sky becomes blood!"