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A soundless scream tore from my throat as I saw hell open in the sky. Minutes earlier I had been on my monthly hunt, tracking down a deer, when

*crack*

The sky tore open, and…

these horrific Creatures poured out the abyss itself. Never before had fear been so sharp, dread so cold.

and the dragon. That gods-damned dragon had to be the cause, taking what it wanted from this newly made hell.

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and the screams. The horrible screams of my village, below this… thing in the sky.

it sounded like they were burning. Tortured. And they kept twisting unnaturally as those… THINGS took them over. They weren’t human anymore. Not friends. Not family. Not even familiar anymore. With blackened veins and blackened eyes, they approached like dungeon monsters. A wave of the uncanny, with something wriggling beneath controlling them. And so, I ran, breaking through countless miles of bush and bracken, with only rations, a pouch of gold, a dagger and a bow. Nothing was left of my home worth saving. I had already seen my family’s cold demonic eyes.

The village was gone, and I, it’s only surviving resident, swear on my very soul…

that I will have my revenge.