《The Forgotten legend of the north》Chapter 16. Don't accept candy from strangers.
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Valdezie and Rah meets each other in Charlotte's bar, Valdezie feeling uneasy by the little remorse of Rah.
"Rah, how do you feel??"
"Fine"
"Are you sure??"
"Yes, why?"
"I think that killing a man would make a priestess.....a little"
"Is the fault of the city"
"What??"
"The city corrupted me"
"We have been only here for two days at most"
"Silence"
Charlotte come to the couple with a devilish grin.
"I heard the news, a poor old bastard got his bar burned by accident, good job"
"And the reward??" Asked Rah with greedy eyes.
"Oh my, you got the eyes of an eagle observing its prey......I don't think you will accept the reward in form of lust dont you?"
"I...I....I appreciate your .....offer but...."Stuttered Rah
"But your heart lies with Valdezie" Interrupted Charlotte
"No!!....he is a brute....."
Valdezie didn't even say hello to Charlotte before going to the bar and getting wasted. After speaking with Charlotte and getting the reward Rah joined Valdezie.
"What are you drinking?" Asked Rah with a curious face.
"It is a blending between rum and beer, do you want to try it?"
"Yeah"
And this how it started an another night where Rah and Valdezie drank unitl past midnight when a mysterious person wearing a long black coat appeared.
"Hello dear couple"
"Halo...."
"Hello..."
"You seem like people who knows about the pleasures of life"
"Of course we do......" said a drunk Rah
"Then as a gesture of my thanks,I will give you these" The mysterious man give both to Rah and Valdezie an orange pill and disappeared into the shadows.
The couple swallow the pills like an innocent kid whose father gave a treat.
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Rah found herself on the floor in a giant black as the void room.
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"Valdezie?" Asked Rah frightened but no sound was ever heard.
Walking slowly through the black room with no furniture nor light Rah walked for some time until she found herself in front of an eye.
A giant eye which stared at the void without giving a single care of the passing of time nor the adversities of the universe, a being which could see the vast knowledge yet couldn't use it, a form of life in a eternally torture where it can't die and can't live.
"H.....h.....hello....." said Rah to the eye.
"I have been waiting for you, Rah" a voice could be heard but the origin unknown as if the voice came through the darkness, through the floor and ceiling, crawling inside Rah mind.
"W....w....where am I? Who are you? Where is Valdezie? How do you know my name?"
"You have the questions and I have the answers, let me explain"
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Valdezie opened his eyes, grabbing his Axe tight between his hands, in front of him a narrow bridge where multiple soldiers were coming to attack him.
Valdezie got his axe on the air and started slashing the enemies coming through the bridge, blood was spilling arrows and spears pierced his flesh, but he couldn't give up, for some reason he couldn't let the soliders through the bridge.
"AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Shouted Valdezie beheading the seventy-seventh solider but more and more soldiers were coming.
'I NEED TO PROTECT THE BRIDGE I NEED TO PROTECT THE BRIDGE I NEED TO PROTECT THE BRIDGE......'
Said valedzie to himself as to give him strength, more than a hundred soldiers are dead and Valdezie body was badly injured yet standing there with no fear of death waiting for the next enemy to come Vadldezie was ready.
"YOU CAN COME WITH THE FORCE OF A DRAGON BUT I WILL NOT MOVE UNTIL MY LAST DYING BREATH" Valdezie shouted with all his might. All the soldiers who were trying to pass through the bridge now were running away, except one.
Before him, a tall young man, with two ram's horn on the top of his head, wielding a great axe, was slowly advancing to Valdezie, It was a younger version of Valdezie.....
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