Aizan’s eyes shut as his body is covered by the black goo.
His eyes shoot open as he gazes around at a graveyard that looks so unfamiliar that it feels like a different world.
As he sits up he sees a being that looks like a horrifying version of a jester but it has no color just different shades of black all except it’s eyes and teeth which are completely white. “Aizan believes you look a lot better like this all grown up mr.sludge man.” The jester smile turns into a face of disbelief “mortal how can you still tell it’s me even though I’m in my true form and stop that foolishness my name is Doro you best remember it.” Aizan just tilts his head like a child and replies “ Well mr.Doro you look the same as before except grown up and with cloths.” He just sighs “well let me explain what we are here for so I can leave you headache of a person to your own devices. I’ve taken you inside a world that every mortal is connected to. My world. The world where nightmares reign every mortal briefly touches upon this world when they sleep but now have ever enter until now. I want you to be my apostle and put fear into the world once again.” “But mr.Doro Aizan doesn’t know how to make potions.”
Completely baffled Doro explains “ Not apothecary you Dim wit apostle and let me explain your first test is to overcome your fear of death. Before you even ask no you can’t study for this test. It will begin immediately your goal is to survive.”
“Wait when does Aizan become your apostle.”
“As soon as you came here you did I gave you the power to come here so you now have become my first and only apostle”
Doro then fades out of existence. Aizan then gets a better look of his surroundings he notices that this graveyard is really big and filled with gravestones. That’s when he noticed movement at one of the graves. A skeleton if you could even call it that it had the skull of a horse but instead of hands just sharp sword like bones. It’s body wasn’t see through like normal skeletons it was filled with bones that make it look much tougher.
Aizan walks over to the skeleton and gets into a fighting stance. Before Aizan can even blink if it’s already swung it arm. Due to pure reflex’s Aizan jumps back with only a cut on his face and chants in his head “oooooh strong fight fight fight fight.” But looking at him on the outside. You would assume he’s concentrating and forming a plan. The skeleton rushes in again with a fury of swipes at Aizan. He dodges them with little trouble only receiving a few cuts here and there until he finds an opening and pow. The punch to the shoulder breaks off one arm and then Aizan continues with a round house kick breaking the torso in half. The skeleton then stops moving.
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Aizan yells “I’m finished and I didn’t need to study!” After that statement hundreds of more in many different shapes and sizes come out the ground. Aizan just looks around and yells “nevermind!”
Aizan weaves through each skeleton taking big gashes here and there and starts to look like mincemeat.
He thinks to himself “Aizan got to survive. Aizan can’t die. Aizan does not even know what death is. But if Aizan doesn’t know what it is it must not exist.”
By some miracle Aizan has passed the test albeit not in the intended way but still overcome the fear of death. As he came to this realization he feels a new power inside of him. In between flipping through all the skeletons he lays on the ground in the fetal position. All the skeletons take this as a sign of weakness and rush in. Then bones comes shooting out of Aizan in every direction and impales all the skeletons.
Doro says “well he’s been there for awhile let’s see how he’s done so far.” He fades out and appears on a war zone full of the bones of that cover the whole graveyard but what truly has him in awe was the sight of Aizan. Aizan is sitting down on a pile of bones with a skull in his hand talking to it. Doro just coughs to get his attention. “ Oh sorry mr.skeleton Aizan has to go now.” He nonchalantly tosses the skull in the pile of bones and jumps off his pile in front of Doro.
Extremely curious Doro asks Aizan “so what did you learn from this ordeal my young apostle.” “Aizan learned he can move his bones but not like normal move his bones but magical move his bones see.” His finger tips that he ate back in the coffin regrow as big blades giving him claws. Doro says “ yes good that is the power you gained but what is the insight into death that you gained.” “Oh that Aizan learned death isn’t real you see mr.skeleton he’s still alive just sleep.” Aizan crosses his arms with a smile like he wished to be praised.
Doro smiles bigger then Aizan has ever seen him smile and lets out the biggest laugh ever. “I think I made the right choice making you my apostle. Let move on to the next test.” Doro grabs Aizan’s shoulder as they both fade out into a long corridor.