Skyeheart
"Jared had gone alone. A single demon was nothing to sneeze at, and unknown. Heh, there were lots of creatures that had yet to be identified. As strode into the dark forest at the foothills. There was something about it that seemed different. The trees seemed all withered, and there wasn't a sound, not even a cricket.
Hours passed as he searched. Then he heard a rustle within the dead foilage. Out stepped the same robed person.
'So you came...I was right....you cannot resist the urge to fight.'
'You...you're the demon?'
'I wouldn't consider myself a demon, being that even demons need to draw breath.'
The person pulled off the hood to reveal the most horrible face Jared had ever seen before. Bloodshot eyes, purple fangs that dripped with blood. thin strands of hair flowed down his wrinkled face.
'I am the manifestation of a powerful spell. My existance is caused by a curse, the slayer's curse. And you shall be my next viticm.'
'Hardly.'
Jared attack with all his might, but the fiend fought like he had never before experienced. Cornered aganist the tree, Jared still stood firm after hours of parrying blows.
'I cannot be killed, I do not live, I exist merely to be a killer. But why explain that to you? You know what I mean, you live such a similar life.'
'What rubbish, you think I've lost? Think again! Die!'
And with that, Jared's sword went right through the creature's chest.
'....So....your yearning is even greater than mine.....at last I have found the one worthy to carry on...my power....'
And with that he was gone.
Tired, but triumphant, Jared headed home. Little did he know what had really happened...."
Hours passed as he searched. Then he heard a rustle within the dead foilage. Out stepped the same robed person.
'So you came...I was right....you cannot resist the urge to fight.'
'You...you're the demon?'
'I wouldn't consider myself a demon, being that even demons need to draw breath.'
The person pulled off the hood to reveal the most horrible face Jared had ever seen before. Bloodshot eyes, purple fangs that dripped with blood. thin strands of hair flowed down his wrinkled face.
'I am the manifestation of a powerful spell. My existance is caused by a curse, the slayer's curse. And you shall be my next viticm.'
'Hardly.'
Jared attack with all his might, but the fiend fought like he had never before experienced. Cornered aganist the tree, Jared still stood firm after hours of parrying blows.
'I cannot be killed, I do not live, I exist merely to be a killer. But why explain that to you? You know what I mean, you live such a similar life.'
'What rubbish, you think I've lost? Think again! Die!'
And with that, Jared's sword went right through the creature's chest.
'....So....your yearning is even greater than mine.....at last I have found the one worthy to carry on...my power....'
And with that he was gone.
Tired, but triumphant, Jared headed home. Little did he know what had really happened...."
(Hi again)
"Within the following days to come, Jared started to act strangely. He started taking more and more missions. Finally he was doing 30 a day and still counting. Ike stopped him one day in front of the guild.
'Jared, what's going on with you?'
'What are you talking about? I'm fine.'
'Stop lying Jared. You're tackling 1000 monsters a day now, and alone as well. Normally I think you a glory hog except what you're doing is practically inhumanely possible!'
'Shut up! I'm sick of you holding me back! You're just jealous of my skills!'
'Jared, look at yourself! You're not normal. You've been up late at night, you're almost never at home, and you seem to have forgotten to shower on a regular basis.'
Right then Jared was angry, very angry. But before he knew it his sword had been extended at Ike. Shaking, he suddenly dropped his sword as he saw what he was doing.
'Jared, are you okay?'
'I...I told you! I'm fine! Now I gotta go!'
Jared ran off, something was wrong with him. He had actually wanted to kill Ike.
As for Ike, he had decided to pack up and leave town with his girlfriend that afternoon. A smart choice on his part, for tonight would be the last night the village of Jerith would be standing...."
