《Story Ideas and Beginnings》Undead King in unknown Lands 1
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On a graveyard in the outskirt of the capital from the Holy Kingdom Amea an unusual sight happens.
A black crack opens over a grave and spits out a cracked, white Skull before vanishing from existence.
The Skull rolls a few meters till he got stopped by a gravestone.
Once standing still, the eyes of the skull ignite in a deep purple color.
The flames in the eye sockets of the skull calmly scan his surrounding before fixing his flaming eyes on a black cat siting on an old, barely a meter-tall stone wall.
The cat seemingly understanding that something is wrong, turns around and meets the calmly burning balls of fire in the eye sockets of the white cracked Skull.
Not even a second later the eyes of the skull extinguish, and the yellow eyes of the cat take on the same deep purple color of the now extinguished flames from the Skull.
The cat begins to inspect its body before giving a relieved and at the same time extremely annoyed sigh.
,,Who would have thought that the once legendary Undead King Everon is going to die because he got curious and tried to use a Teleportation spell powered by solar powered to go to the moon."mumbles the cat silently, while looking around with a pissed expression.
,,Well, I'm still technical alive but I bet my Porn collection that this isn't the same world as before. "says the cat with a slightly less pissed of expression.
Jumping down from the wall, Everon begins to move to the gate of the graveyard.
Once before the gate, the cat makes a disgusted face.
{The air here is literally soaked in holy magic of some slimy light God} are the thoughts of Everon as he slips through the unguarded Gate.
On the other side of the Gate he sees a dirty road surrounded by barely standing houses and shakes.
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Quickly understanding that he must be somewhere in the slums of this city he makes his way down the road while observing his surroundings.
Pov: Everon
{Of course, I had to end up in the shit hole of the city and use the body of a half dead cat as temporary vessel till I find a more comfortable on.} I thought to myself while not really caring about the people around me.
I had to stop my thoughts and focus back on my surroundings as a skinny girl slowly sneaks closer to me from behind.
{She wants to eat me, right} are the thoughts that I have as I observe her pathetic try to be stealthy.
As she makes herself ready to pounce on me from behind, I suddenly turn around look in her eyes and say in a deep voice.
,,The hell do you want brat?"
I admit it isn't the most fitting thing to say in this situation, but I enjoyed the expression of surprise and shock on her face from hearing a cat talk to her in such a ridicules voice.
The girl stares at me for around a good minute before coming back to her sense and start talking.
,,I-I didn't know that cats can talk." The girls says.
,,That's because they can't" I answer and continue to enjoy the confusion of the little girl.
,,Then why can you talk?" She asks after a short pause.
,,Isn't it oblivious? I'm not a cat." Is the answer I give her.
Her brown eyes narrow a little as she inspects my body from top to bottom before asking me with a very suspecting voice.
,,What are you then?"
I look at her amused before turning around and runaway.
Not expecting my sudden escape, made it impossible for her to catch up with me.
You may ask why I did this.
The answer?
I didn't forgive her yet for trying to eat me and the more important reason, I like doing thing like this.
I once took part in a ceremony to bless the new Pope from the church of Justice as a priest and as the time came to "bless" him I casted a diarrhea curse on him and then shouted ,,For Justice" followed by the sound of the unspeakable.
Haa.....Good times.
Back to my escape.
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