I wonder sometimes... Why do I exist? Why do the gods high above the clouds and on the Temples of Belief let me suffer. Though I can't really blame them, I don't go and pray like I should, I don't even care for them... I just want to put the blame on others for my weakness. Maybe thats why I'm being punished, I'm weak and powerless. In the deep and dark woods, we see five teens. four surrounding one.
"Hey Jimmy why don't we just break his bones already?!"
"We will, Greg... But first, lets heal the poor cripple."
There lying on the ground we see Rian Duke. His legs are mangled, body bruised, faced bloody.
"NO PLEASE JUST KILL ME KILL ME!"
"Now now... heal him"
one of the kids backed up a bit and raised his hands, slowly a green light glowed from his hands it flowed to Rian's body. You can visibily see the bruises heal, the legs twist back to place cracking as it does so, and the groans of Rian float in the air.
"Rian You have 1 more week to get me a teir 1 beast crystal or ill have those legs removed and fed them to my dog."
I watch them leave, cackaling, and making jokes of tortureing me some more. Fearing the most I quickly got up and ran back to my house. A small and dirty place, holes were everywhere, even rats avoid this place. I enter the room and my sister run towards me.
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