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It was a very dark and moonless night. The frightful jungle was shrouded by unusually dense fogs of darkness, and even the skies were coated with layers of dark blankets. Frigid winds blew onto the wildlands, sending a chill down the spine to even the toughest of men. The wilderness was full of love cries from bats and the howls of hungry wolves as well. Eerie and creepy as ever.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps and angry screams were heard not far away, the sources of the sound seemingly approaching the dark jungle.
「喂，別跑！你這個娘娘腔！」 ("Stop running, you little pussycat!") a furious, harsh voice yelled.
Shortly afterwards, balls of bright fire appeared from the horizon rushing in haste. Upon a closer look, it was two squads of swordsmen in blue clothes chasing after a little boy.
"I... I am just doing what h-has to be done... constables! P-please!"
"Fuck you, little thief! Better be a chick if you're such a worthless coward!"
The pursuit continued, with the blue captors hopping and dashing towards the thin boy holding a bag filled with something. As each second passed, the captors got closer and closer while the boy could only run for a little more besides drenching himself in sweat.
「你已經無處可逃了，小子！」 ("You have nowhere to go, little boy!")
「嘿嘿，終於抓到你了！」 ("Hehe, I've finally gotcha!")
One of the captors finally got very close. He stretched his hand intuitively trying to reach the boy.
Suddenly, the boy flung the bag straight onto the face of another captor.
"Ahhhh!!"
The captor let loose the torch he held and fell behind, tripping his fellow comrades on the back and even set some of them on fire too!
The swordsmen cried in agony as they were burning in the flames, having their skin slowly corrode while their blood boil quickly in the fire. These ablaze soldiers rolled themselves onto the ground painfully, to worsen things up these burning soldiers were also stratched by the branches and rocks on the ground.
A sinister laughter echoed around the environment, with the laughter fading into quietness as the boy got away from the constables.
「我幹！」 ("Dammit!") the captain slammed the floor angrily, 「你們三個，快去找水救救夥計啊！兩個，去通知其他部隊！」 ("Three of you go get some water and save those fellas! Two of you go contact the other squads!") he yelled while pointing at the burning troops and around. 「係，上司！」 ("Hai, milord!") Five of the constables would then rush away from the scene.
He then gazed at all the remaining soldiers while bending his hands, "The rest of you, come with me! We're gonna teach this little kid a lesson! Save some stamina and be slower, the boy looks tired and we must be careful,"
「係，上司！」 ("Hai, milord!")
The squads of constables would then steadily march their way deep into the jungle, scanning the surroundings, tracking for the boy's trace and chasing after it.
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Meanwhile, the little boy was still running with all the little stamina left he could muster, passing through trees and roots and immersing himself within the fog of shadows on his way. He couldn't run as fast as he could, though, as he was worn out after hours of endless chase which only ended recently. Despite his fatigue, he never let his guard down nevertheless, always looking back and around every once in awhile.
The boy then continued to run, but then bumped onto something hard and fleshy...
It was... a bear! A freaking bear lying on the middle of the road!
His legs began to tremble strongly in fear, and he even wetted his pants as the bear slowly awakened and made a harsh, rumbling groan...
"Ahhh! Oh, mama-mia! A bear! Help me!"
The boy quickly turned back and ran away as fast as he could. Hearing the cry, the bear got up in an instant and roared in fury, before turning to the boy's direction and chase after him.
「卑人並無意騷擾你啊、熊熊！」 ("I wasn't going to disturb you, bear-bear!") the kid cried in despair and sorry while dashing away from the hungry bear.
The already tired boy couldn't run away from his demise... or could he?
In the middle of the pursuit, he suddenly collapsed onto the ground. The bear was about to reach him and ready to tear him into pieces of delicious nuggets, with streams of saliva flowing down non-stop from its gluttonous mouth.
The boy took a boulder and hurled it straight onto the bear's private parts. The creature fell down onto the kid's legs and let out ear-screeching cries in agony. The screaming child took awhile pulled his legs, soaked in bleeding blood, from the sharp claws of the beast. As soon as the boy got out from the clutches of the bear, he grabbed some branches and poked the bear's eyes, then pulled the branches away but then poked its eyes once again for three more times. Only by then did the kid stopped crying in pain and began to giggle in amusement instead.
"Never underestimate the"
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Within the innermost parts of the thick jungle, was strangely a patch of obsidian rocks in the middle of the muddy lands.
when seven bolts of thunderstorm hit an obsidian coal. The essence of the dark night, coupled with the wrath and heat of the thunder and obsidian, is what made her.
NEEDS FIX
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Prelude : The First Encounter
It was a very dark and moonless night. The frightful jungle was shrouded by unusually dense fogs of darkness, and even the skies were coated with layers of dark blankets. Frigid winds blew onto the wildlands, sending a chill down the spine to even the toughest of men. The wilderness was full of love cries from bats and the howls of hungry wolves as well. Eerie and creepy as ever.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps and angry screams were heard not far away, the sources of the sound seemingly approaching the dark jungle.
「喂，別跑！你這個娘娘腔！」 ("Stop running, you little pussycat!") a furious, harsh voice yelled.
Shortly afterwards, balls of bright fire appeared from the horizon rushing in haste. Upon a closer look, it was two squads of swordsmen in blue clothes chasing after a little boy.
"I... I am just doing what h-has to be done... constables! P-please!"
"Fuck you, little thief! Better be a chick if you're such a worthless coward!"
The pursuit continued, with the blue captors hopping and dashing towards the thin boy holding a bag filled with something. As each second passed, the captors got closer and closer while the boy could only run for a little more besides drenching himself in sweat.
「你已經無處可逃了，小子！」 ("You have nowhere to go, little boy!")
「嘿嘿，終於抓到你了！」 ("Hehe, I've finally gotcha!")
One of the captors finally got very close. He stretched his hand intuitively trying to reach the boy.
Suddenly, the boy flung the bag straight onto the face of another captor.
"Ahhhh!!"
The captor let loose the torch he held and fell behind, tripping his fellow comrades on the back and even set some of them on fire too!
The swordsmen cried in agony as they were burning in the flames, having their skin slowly corrode while their blood boil quickly in the fire. These ablaze soldiers rolled themselves onto the ground painfully, to worsen things up these burning soldiers were also stratched by the branches and rocks on the ground.
A sinister laughter echoed around the environment, with the laughter fading into quietness as the boy got away from the constables.
「我幹！」 ("Dammit!") the captain slammed the floor angrily, 「你們三個，快去找水救救夥計啊！兩個，去通知其他部隊！」 ("Three of you go get some water and save those fellas! Two of you go contact the other squads!") he yelled while pointing at the burning troops and around. 「係，上司！」 ("Hai, milord!") Five of the constables would then rush away from the scene.
He then gazed at all the remaining soldiers while bending his hands, "The rest of you, come with me! We're gonna teach this little kid a lesson! Save some stamina and be slower, the boy looks tired and we must be careful,"
「係，上司！」 ("Hai, milord!")
The squads of constables would then steadily march their way deep into the jungle, scanning the surroundings, tracking for the boy's trace and chasing after it.
**********
Meanwhile, the little boy was still running with all the little stamina left he could muster, passing through trees and roots and immersing himself within the fog of shadows on his way. He couldn't run as fast as he could, though, as he was worn out after hours of endless chase which only ended recently. Despite his fatigue, he never let his guard down nevertheless, always looking back and around every once in awhile.
The boy then continued to run, but then bumped onto something hard and fleshy...
It was... a bear! A freaking bear lying on the middle of the road!
His legs began to tremble strongly in fear, and he even wetted his pants as the bear slowly awakened and made a harsh, rumbling groan...
"Ahhh! Oh, mama-mia! A bear! Help me!"
The boy quickly turned back and ran away as fast as he could. Hearing the cry, the bear got up in an instant and roared in fury, before turning to the boy's direction and chase after him.
「卑人並無意騷擾你啊、熊熊！」 ("I wasn't going to disturb you, bear-bear!") the kid cried in despair and sorry while dashing away from the hungry bear.
The already tired boy couldn't run away from his demise... or could he?
In the middle of the pursuit, he suddenly collapsed onto the ground. The bear was about to reach him and ready to tear him into pieces of delicious nuggets, with streams of saliva flowing down non-stop from its gluttonous mouth.
The boy took a boulder and hurled it straight onto the bear's private parts. The creature fell down onto the kid's legs and let out ear-screeching cries in agony. The screaming child took awhile pulled his legs, soaked in bleeding blood, from the sharp claws of the beast. As soon as the boy got out from the clutches of the bear, he grabbed some branches and poked the bear's eyes, then pulled the branches away but then poked its eyes once again for three more times. Only by then did the kid stopped crying in pain and began to giggle in amusement instead.
"Never underestimate the"
**********
===============
Within the innermost parts of the thick jungle, was strangely a patch of obsidian rocks in the middle of the muddy lands.
when seven bolts of thunderstorm hit an obsidian coal. The essence of the dark night, coupled with the wrath and heat of the thunder and obsidian, is what made her.
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