《A Titan Tale》1. Prologue
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"So it just two of us", one of the undead with silver saber in his hand said. His armors are tattered, behind him, is another undead, but unlike the last one, this undead had a magic staff in his hand, with the skull at the end, each with a strange crystal in the mouth.
In front of them, is a Titan, which slowly stood up, with some struggle. It is bleeding profusely, with small amount of vitality. "I expected it to be hard, but to this extent, tsk. Where did you brought us buddy", undead knight asked with annoyance.
"Don't talk too much, I would tell about that later, for now", undead mage said while looking at the titan in front of him, which released blood red aura around him, "we should deal with him, he is already using its life force, which…" He couldn't complete his sentence, as fight started.
*Woosh*
Despite being bone, knight ran faster then speed at which human usually sneeze, and swept his sword, which is covered with the qi, giving titan a deep wound. But Titan isn't the only one who got injuries, it swept its fist, throwing away the undead skull, away from its body.
As soon as Titan hit the wall, he got bombarded with the bone spears, made of Undead mage ribs, covered in the curse, called [Life Drain], [Eternal Sleep] and much more, finally freeing the Titan from its misery.
"Finally its over", Mage said while slowly standing up. He took his friend skull, and started to walk towards the tall altar, beyond the huge door, guarded by the Titan. "You know my friend, this place is a tomb of god", Mage said excitedly.
"I know that much", Knight said and complained, ".. why did you left my body there."
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Instead of replying for that, mage said, "it isn't tomb of just anybody, the owner of this Tomb is our creator. No, not us, he was creator of Everything, everything which you know is his creation. Humans, Monsters, Undead, Dragons, …. everything."
"How many times are you going to reply same thing. Whatever you want to, do it quickly, and then lets return home, until then let me rest a little", with that knight pretended to sleep (despite its hollow eyes wide open).
"Seriously", this is the only thing Mage could say, before adjusting his focus on the cylindrical crystal at center of altar.
"Finally, I would able to achieve everything, I can", he said while walking towards the crystal, after putting his hand on the crystal.
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