Miss Cheese's Training Diary 1
Added 2021-07-02 14:20:45 +0000 UTCThe clock ticked.
The land was filled to the brim with the bodies of the damned. Hills and battlefields of the dead spread out into the horizon, as far as the eye could see. The sky was either wrapped in darkness or mocked by the eternal twilight which cast a blood red glow upon the slaughtering grounds above the earth.
Crows flew and black feathers fell.
The clocked ticked again.
The air was poisonous and a normal man would have succumbed to its effects in mere moments, the ground was covered in bodies of the dead, rotting flesh or bone would be stepped on and no warrior would find even footing here. The stench of the dead lingered in the air and there was no respite from the oppressive smell that corrupted the soul
It was truly a god forsaken land, home only to the Dead and Carrion Birds seeking to feast upon the carcass of the fallen.
The clock ticked one last time.
A soul flickered and the girl’s amber eyes open. A tired breath left her lips as her rest period had passed. She held on to her crimson spear and she pushed herself to stand on her feet, her clothes tattered but her posture otherwise straightening.
Runes appeared upon her flesh as she spun the crimson spear as the Dead arose once more.
Her orange hair swayed as she moved before she breathed in a lungful of the toxic air, its debilitating effects not even fazing her.
“Just five more minutes,” the girl groaned under her breath as the Corpses stood on their feet, wielding rusted swords and broken shields.
However, as her thoughts drifted, a voice spoke into her mind, forcing her to focus.
“Begin.”
Clicking her tongue, the orange haired girl moved, her crimson spear flashing bright.
“GAE…” she whispered the name of the Demonic Spear and thrust it upon the first Undead, blowing it apart, “BOLG!”
A flash of red went past the first body before zipping through the Land of Shadows.
