I am weak...helpless...I...
...why...wwwhy did...she have...to die...? She...never...hurt...anyone...never...nev...
The guards did nothing...they stood...they watched...they...
THEY JUST STOOD STILL AS THE ORCS...RIPPED...her body...apart...the screams...the blood...my Vickra...
I hold her head in my arms...her eyes...dark...empty...
the blood...the flesh...the grass...all red...
Where were you goddess? Where...Einhasad...WHY???
I loved her since the first day I met her in the Temple.
We both practised white magic, the art of healing...
She wanted to be a cleric, to always help others, she hated war...
And...so...did...I...
-I'm Vickra, what's your name? Her green eyes shinned with beauty...
-I...I'm Rager...I...
I blushed...
She laughed...
We spent all days together, eager to learn everything about everything, practising our magic... When night came, we used to look at the stars and dream of our glorious future as Cardinals, when we would heal and cure and...defeat...death...
We fell in love...we got married...we...my Vickra...why...?
Until the sun rose today...
-Where are you going?
I said.
-I will go just outside the walls and gather herbs.
-...No, please...not today...I...
The horrible dream I had last night still made my heart pound like crazy...Nothing felt right today...
-Don't start with me! You know I need these poisonous herbs to see if my magic can heal poison!
She laughed...
She went...
I watched her from the balcony as she passed the gate and started gathering the herbs she needed just a few feet away of the city walls.
Every once in a while, she would look at me and laugh with my -unexcused- worry...
...But something deep inside me didn't feel right...
And then I saw HIM...
He appeared from the hill, running towards the gates.
A gladiator...
His armor was shinning in the sunlight, his swords covered in blood...
And then I knew why he run...
Ten orcs, growling and shouting, were chasing him.
He must have thought that the gate guards would help him defeat them, but, he was wrong...
The orcs caught up with him, and managed to grab him just a few feet away of the walls, a few feet away of...my...Vickra...
I run down the stairs as fast as I could. With every step I took, I prayed to Einhasad to protect her, to...
...I...was...late...
The gladiator laid on the grass, decapitated, swimming in his own blood...
My Vickra...they had grabbed her... from her arms, her legs, her head...
With her dying breath she screamed my name...
RAGERRRRR!!!!!!
And then silence... they tore her apart, and threw her pieces towards the guards, that not even then did they move from their posts. Her blood painted the walls red, while the beast fled laughing...
I kneeled on the ground... I hold my Vickra's head in my arms...
Why...?
IT'S THEIR FAULT!!!!
THE ORCS, THE GUARDS, THE VILLAGERS, THE GODS!!!!!
THEY ALL KILLED HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I grab the swords that lay by the gladiator, and turn to the guards...
-SINCE YOU STAND THERE LIKE STATUES, DIE AS THEM!!!!!!
I cast a freezing spell at them, and rush towards the frozen statues crying and yelling HER name...
I cut them in half, pieces of frozen flesh and blood hit my sweated face.
They're dead...they will all die...everyone...anyone...
I look at my robe... It's covered with my loves blood...
I walk to the soulless body of the gladiator...
I take his heavy armor and throw away my old robe... my old life...
This is the day that I died...
I...Rager...the healer...
This is the day that I am born...
I...Ragnaroth...the Battle Prophet...
Interresting story. Only thing I'd keep in mind, would be the over-usage of dramatic pauses. If... You... Do.... this.... too ..... much.... it really loses any dramatic effect and becomes hard to read. Other than that I enoyed it.
I decided to continue the tale. i hope u enjoy it :p
...Not again...
I open my eyes...
The same dream, its always the same dream...
First time I saw it, my Vickra died...
Every time I close my eyes, my black heart darkenss even more. Same images... same place... the same elven face...
3 months have passed since that day.
3 months since I burried my love's pieces in the center of my hometown... Well, what used to be a town...
Nobody escaped... Nobody... They all died, as they should...
I'm not proud of it...
But, I'll never regret slaying each and every one of these pathetic, scary, worthless excuses of humans...
I'll never regret bathing in their blood, I'll never regret torching the whole ****ed town...
Well... my Vikra needed a quiet place to be burried...
And they made a lot of noise while they were breathing...
After all, they had to die... someday...
Ever since I never looked back.
I left my old life behind...
I started wandering, pointlessly, the whole god-cursed land...
But... I never managed to come acroos these... orcs...
If only I could lay my eyes on them one more time I...
Never mind... Some day... I'll get my revenge...
I try to fall asleep again...
After all, I haven't spoken to anyone since then... I never had any company to speak to...
My only friends are my swords...
Yes... My blood-stained raid swords...
Then... The same dream...
I am laying on the floor... Blood is gushing from my wounds... The darkness of the room can't reveal much, but I can see the walls red, I see countless bodies laying besides me... I see my swords besides me covered in blood and pieces of roting flesh, but... they are glowing... blue?
I have no armor... only broken pieces of the once 'proud' gladiator's gaiters...
And then i see that face... That female elf standing over me, whispering some kind of chant, while a pure light starts to cover my whole body...
The bleeding stops... I fell my arms strong enough to grab my swords... I feel my legs strong enough to stand up and attack my 'saviour'... after all... who told her that I wanted to live...?
But... as I run towards her, I... I can't move anymore... it's like my legs have grown roots and pinned me in the ground...
She smiles... That smile... She looks like... my... Vickra!?
-Wait healer... Don't.
-Healer??? Hahaha!!! The healer is dead you stupid ****!
She smiles again...
-The healer was just sleeping... my friend... AND IT'S TIME TO WAKE HIM UP!!!!!!!!
Like a sword running through my heart her words hit me...
I feel my body bursting in flames as I scream from pain...
I start wondering again in the woods without destination, towards… nowhere…
I must have walked for hours, until I hear a scream cutting through the forest’s silence…
It is a woman’s scream…
Normally I would laugh and continue my way, but… this voice…
Her scream reminded me of my Vickra’s dying cry for help…
I don’t know why, but I start running as fast as I could towards the screams…
Moments later a carriage appears behind the trees and I see this girl lying on the ground, surrounded by 4 bugbears that are holding the bloody torso of a dwarf…
I take out my swords and rush towards the bugbears.
The shinning of my swords and my laughter will be the only things they will remember in the afterlife…
I took my time killing these pathetic creatures, after all, I haven’t had that much fun since… I can’t even remember the last time I had fun…
I wanted to prove to myself that a monster’s body, can be mutilated in more than 6 parts… Well, I won that bet…
When I finish enjoying myself, I look at the girl.
She is a short one. A little dwarf.
I walk to her but she seems to be terrified of me…
I look at my armour that has been painted red, like my swords, my face, my hands…
Who can blame her being afraid of me? Hahaha…
I find a piece of cloth in the ground and wipe my face.
-Come little girl, don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.
-M…My fa… My father… They killed him…
-I know, I saw it. You are alive though, so stop whining!
-Sorry… Thank…you…
She runs to me and grabs me, crying…
When she finally stops, I ask her of her story.
-Me and papa were going to Giran to sell scrolls that he found in his journeys east… But, out of nowhere these monsters came and attacked us.
Papa is a… was… a great fighter, but they caught us off guard.
He didn’t even have time to grab his mace… They killed him, they ripped off his legs and threw them away… He couldn’t do anything…
She starts crying again..
We burry the dwarf’s body and get on the carriage, heading to the closest town.
I need to make sure that she will be safe… Strange… Usually I care for nobody…
When we reach to Gludio, we get off the wagon.
-You will be safe here girl. Take care…
I turn away to leave… Villagers make my stomach sick…
-Wait… please… You never told me your name…
I stop and turn to her…
-Ragnaroth…
-I am Salleran, but my friends call me Sally…
She smiles at me, and without realising it, I smile back…
-I never thanked you for saving me Ragnaroth. Please, give me your swords.
-The only ones that have touched my swords did it with their guts in the blades edge… Forget it.
-Please, trust me.
I give my swords to her. She takes them and goes into the carriage.
Moments later, a great blue glow comes out of the back of the wagon…
Blue???
The dream… The swords… They were glowing blue in my dream… Bahhh… It can’t be.
She comes out and as I lay my eyes on her, cold sweat runs on my forehead…
THE SWORDS!!!
BLUE LIGHT IS COMING OUT OF THEM!!!
WHAT KIND OF EVIL GAME IS BEING PLAYED UPON ME???
-Here you go Ragna! She smiles.
I have found five weapon enchant scrolls that my papa had, and casted them on your swords! Do you like them? See how they glow! And they are twice as strong now!
Come, take them!
I don’t have the power to reach out and take them…
I feel terrified…
How can this be???
How???
I grab the swords with a sudden move and I feel their power filling my arms…
-Th.. thank you Sally… Farewell…
I walk away…
I assure you that this story will have one of the most stunning ends you ever read before :) :p :D
When it finishes ;)
I walk towards the wilderness, hoping to find a place to rest for the night.
All this time, I can’t take my eyes off my ‘blue’ swords…
I can’t explain it… The swords, my armour… same as the dream…
All these years in the temple, we were told that our fate is predestined… but… how can this be?
I must have walked for hours… A cave is starting to appear deep into the forest.
Well, this is better than nothing, after all, it looks like it will rain…
As I walk towards the cave, I think that I hear some kind of laughter echoing in the forest… With every step I take, the laughter becomes even louder…
I find something very familiar in these laughs… but… I can’t remember where I heard them before…
I reach the cave… The noise is crystal clear by now and I realize that, it is coming from the inside of the cave…
As I enter, hidden in the shadows of the cave, I finally remember where I heard these sounds before…
THEY ARE THE SAME GROWLS AND LAUGHS THAT THESE **** ORCS SCREAMED WHEN THEY KILLED MY VICKRA!!!
At last… Destiny smiles upon me…
At last… I’ll get my revenge…
I take out my swords and start running to the deepest corridors of the cave…
As I run in the darkness, with only my swords lighting the walls, I get the feeling that I’ve been here before, I feel that I’ve seen these walls before… but, when…?
Until I see them…
They are sitting in the middle of a room, eating pieces of bloody raw flesh that was once a human…
The same ten orcs that killed my… my…
And it hit me…
Now I remember where I saw this place before…
I was here before… IN MY DREAM!!!
**** THE GODS!
WHAT… WHY…HOW…?
Buried in my thoughts I don’t see the orcs attacking me…
One of these cursed beasts managed to run his blade through my ribs, before I had the time to rise up my swords… Blood starts gushing from my wound and the pain is unbearable.
The only thing that this wound managed to do is to make me crazy with rage…
-STUPID INSECTS!!! YOU HAVE LIVED YOUR LAST DAY OF YOUR PATHETIC LIFE!!! IT’S PAYBACK TIME!!!
Somehow I know that this was my last day too…
But I don’t care… I’ll meet my Vickra in the afterlife…
I take off the torso of my armour…It’s starting to feel very heavy after my ribs were hurt…
I look at myself wearing only my gaiters… just like in my dream… but I don’t care anymore…
Then it all became red…
I rush to the orc that attacked me and I cut off his arms. He kneels with pain before me, and I run my sword through his chest…
His tainted blood paints my face and I can’t stop laughing…
Then the others… I run to them leaving a path of blood behind me, coming out of my wound… screaming her name…
All of them…
Died…
All of them…
Mutilated…
As they should…
They all died in a bloody slaughter.
Their pieces fill the room from wall, to wall…
Like a red, psychotic painting, made by the hands of a madman…
I stand over their bodies laughing, but, as I look closer…
NINE???
WHERE IS THE OTH...?
AAAAAAAAAAAARGH……
I feel a terrible pain in my back, and see the edge of a sword coming out of my chest…
He attacked me from behind…
I start vomiting blood that paints my body …
With all the power I got left, I swing my sword to the back and cut his head clean from his neck…
Can’t stand anymore…
I kneel to the ground trying to reach out and take the sword off my back…
I manage to take it off and then… darkness…
I open my eyes…
******I am laying on the floor... Blood is gushing from my wounds... The darkness of the room can't reveal much, but I can see the walls red, I see countless bodies laying besides me... I see my swords besides me covered in blood and pieces of rotting flesh, but... they are glowing... blue?
I have no armour... only broken pieces of the once 'proud' gladiator's gaiters...
And then I see that face... That female elf standing over me, whispering some kind of chant, while a pure light starts to cover my whole body...
The bleeding stops... I feel my arms strong enough to grab my swords... I feel my legs strong enough to stand up and attack my 'saviour'... after all... who told her that I wanted to live...?
But... as I run towards her, I... I can't move anymore... it's like my legs have grown roots and pinned me in the ground...
She smiles... That smile... She looks like... my... Vickra!?
-Wait healer... Don't.
-Healer??? Hahaha!!! The healer is dead you stupid ****!
She smiles again...
-The healer was just sleeping... my friend... AND IT'S TIME TO WAKE HIM UP!!!!!!!!
Like a sword running through my heart her words hit me...
I feel my body bursting in flames as I scream from pain...******
And then… darkness…
I feel a soft touch on my face… I try to open my eyes but the sun blinds me…
What is going on…?
I open my eyes and…
I lay on a bed, with soft white sheets…
I look besides me and… MY VICKRA!!! SHE IS ALIVE!!! HOW…?
-I thought you’ll never wake up!
She smiled.
-My love…? You are alive…!?
-Of course I’m alive stupid! Why shouldn’t I?
She laughed.
-You…I… BLESS THE GODS IT WAS JUST A DREAM!!!
I grab her and kiss her...
My laughter must have woken the whole town…
-Come on lazy boy! We have a full day ahead of us and I have to go!
*****
-Where are you going?
I said.
-I will go just outside the walls and gather herbs.
-...No, please...not today...I...
The horrible dream I had last night still made my heart pound like crazy...Nothing felt right today...
-Don't start with me! You know I need these poisonous herbs to see if my magic can heal poison!
She laughed... AGAIN…
She went... AGAIN…
*****
SHE DIED… AGAIN…
AND AGAIN…
AND AGAIN…
-Here you go Ragna! She smiles.
I have found five weapon enchant scrolls that my papa had, and casted them on your swords! Do you like them? See how they glow! And they are twice as strong now!
Come, take them!
here's your Crystals, sorry the swords blew up. XD