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Pressure
"This is where your pitiful, worthless life ends, worm!" The flames bellowed. Searing heat grew into blue flames before me. Even with eyes clenched shut, I could see the beast draw ever closer. The asphault of the alleyway began to bubble with each step of the demon. I scampered away only to hit the end of the alley. There would be no escape, as in my nightmares. Unfortunately, this was no dream I could wake from. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.
What to do then? I'm just some normal kid? Why was this happening to me? What did I do to stir this demon from its slumber? Why did it want me? What made me so special? Why haunt me in my nightmar
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Khorvahn's Journey begins
The sun had already begun to set. The warm air of a Lavahnian winter stood still as the moon rose. Day creatures began to settle in their dens. I envied them. There would be no rest for me. Snow crunched under my boots. Night creatures scurried away from my steps. The Norvayn Blade hung heavily across my back. Though bloodied and exhausted, there would be no stopping tonight. Those who shattered the clan must be brought to justice. As the last prince, it was my duty to exact revenge. I felt my prey grow ever closer with each step.
A wolf howled. I could see lights on the horizon. Torch light. A Lavahnian settlement was my first guess. A pe
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