《I Will Pave My Path With Blood》Who Is This Man?
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Am I losing control of my mind, am I still me after these countless experiences. What really
counts as me anymore. Though years may pass and I may possess the same body in the end
am I still who I was in the beginning?
Looking up towards the sun in its brilliant rays I find myself in the middle of nowhere it seems
In large forest, hearing the sounds of cicadas I can feel that my body in its current shape is quite
weak. It's been a while since I was able to test my strength in its full capacity. Getting up on my
feet I can feel the sun rays pounding on me, my sweat pouring door my pale face.My craving
for blood long unsatisfied. Since I'm not sure where I am or how long until night may come
upon me I need to keep going. Using a bit of my magic I use it to sprout black dazzling wings
upon myself.
I thought that this spell would prove to be quite important on my journeys. I also in
turn use a bit of magic to make my body cloaked in white mist. Taking off into the wide
encompassing sky I can see that the forest that I was currently in was only miles close to a
nearby town going at a steadily fast pace I reach the village in a matter of seconds. Going into
one of the nearby alleys I release myself from the spells I placed on myself. Looking out of the
alley I could see that the villagers shown fear all around. Why is that? Is there something that's
terrorizing these people?
All I could do was question until I could hear loud sounds coming up from above. It looked to be
a dragon of grand size. It shown to be brilliant with its red dazzling scales and its strong figure.
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It looked to be ready to destroy this small town. I could see the villagers cower in fear and the
Guards if you could call them that were utterly decimated by the dragons might. It seemed to
Almost laugh at their puny state. Well I didn't plan on it, this does seem like a chance to test out
My new assortment of skills. Letting my dark wings sprout again I rush at the dragon taking
taking sword out. It's eye almost cheerful to be let out again after such a long time. I cloak my
blade in my own blood and elongate it so it looks as long as a broadsword. With only inches
separating us I slam my blood sword down on it hard. My blade sucking in all of the dragons
blood. It's so gorgeous I think to myself. Leaping back in caution for the dragons next attack it
turns towards me at break neck speeds. This doesn't look good. Shielding my body with my
sword I am slammed back into one of the nearby houses made of stone. My body bleeding a
little but Due to my dark magic my body isn't entirely torn to mere shreds. Looking at this
dragon with Fury I prepare to lunge at it once again. Then what I see surprises me. A man
cloaked in white walks slowly towards the dragon.
Taking out his long silver encrusted blade he swipes his
sword only once towards the dragon. It's body torn completely in half. It's blood sprays all over
me. My blade doesn't wait and soon absorbs all of its blood inside of it. It starts to vibrate and
it's eye violently shakes all about. This time my blade has once again evolved and looks to have
turned a deep dark red and has grown exponentially in length. It's so thin that simply turning it
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sideways can render it invisible. The white robbed man walks slowly towards me his long hair
flowing into the wind. Looking down at me with with gleeful eyes he says “hello young lad, it
seems as though you tried to act like a hero. Well I think that's my Job but, in doing so you
have peaked my interest and if you were curious about the man who saved you. My name
is Tom.”
Having no reason to lie to this older man I tell him my name as well “My name is Alex, and
I could have taken that dragon easy as well.” The mans eyes suddenly turn deep sorrow
and hatred but, as suddenly as they came they left leaving an older man looking to be in his 30s
with a smile. He then says “Hahaha, since you helped me a little lad with slaying this dragon by
distracting it I think the least I can do is to let you lodge at my house for the night, I mean it's
the least I can do.” Looking towards him I nod and we head towards his humble abode. I may
have a suspicious feeling of this older man I do need somewhere to stay since of course master
lent me no money to live on. Walking forward I begin to feel a bit drowsy but I shake it off I'm
sure it's nothing.
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