The Light's Memorial"Gotta...gotta get away!" He exclaimed breathlessly. He was leaping nimbly through the trees, trying to escape their grasp. There were many of these Oblasians, with their white carapace armor suits as well as their Noxium Gas Masks and Lamentium Oreblades. "Hah-hah! I'm gonna make it!" He yelled as he bounded from one of the "Skylands" as they were known, a large grouping of islands covered with foliage. They came to a large clearing among the trees and began to fight him as he dodged their every slash.The Light's Memorial3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Bzzzt* "Armenx, be careful!", the woman on his headset exclaimed, "We need you to bring us those plans right away!"
"Relax! These goofballs don't know what they're --" He interrupted as he quickly dodged one trying to pounce on him from behind. "-- Messing with."
They tried to attack him all at once, but with a quick flick of both his wrists, he slid out two blades attached to the undersides of his wrists and began fighting them. He'd turn, lean back and stab one, before spinning aroun
Assassin **Work In Progress**Lightning crashed outside the Castle of Peremstia, as a shadowy figure hurried across the bridge leading to the castle. He stopped and removed his hood for a second to catch his breath as he gazed upon the ancient structure. Peremstia was an old building with many architectural features used to make it appear frightening and discouraging, because that's exactly what it was. A man lurked inside this building, the most vile and deceitful man known to the people of Rezark: Gallentine Aminore.Assassin **Work In Progress**8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
As a master of dark magic, he was willing to use everything in his command to get what he wanted, which resulted in him acquiring many power-hungry supporters; as well as many vengeful enemies.
"Ahhh, what a wonderful evening." Stated Gallentine, sipping a glass of wine and running a smooth hand through his coal-black hair. "It's such a shame; it looks like it's going to rain." He got up from the chair he had been sitting at and went to the Main Hall, where he admired many trophies: The molten