The rain drops fell upon the grey grassland. Leo felt the dead earth under his bare feet. The air had the stench of death and blood. He stood in front of his house. Looking. Looking at the ashes of it. He could see it. A tear trickled down his cheek. is wife ,Helen and son Jesse, DEAD! he could the bits of flesh still burning on their blackened bones. Their killer lay ahead. Actually, it was right behind him. A corpus. He knew that they followed their masters orders but it, nonetheless killed his family.
"Fight!" Leo dashed at the corpus with his double edged katana. The corpus stood looking at him. It did not really give him a look, It just stared at him with its eyes. They were blood shot red and a fire burned inside them. Leo gave out a war cry and swung his katana. The corpus did not move but Leo had missed it several times. The corpus just gave him a glare. And then it turned round and started walking away. Leo could not believe his eyes. These bullshit of crap was walking away. The corpus stopped a few meters away from him. It breathed in. Leo was left mouth agape. He had to revenge. But the corpus was not moving. It just glared into the sky as if awaiting an order of some sort.
It breathed in and out and spread out its arms. It breathed harder and this time a spark of fire formed under its nose. Leo dashed at it again. He passed by it. Then, he bent over and let go of his katana. Blood spat from his mouth. He was then on all fours. He put his arm over his stomach. Blood slowly dripped down his arm in the rain. His eyes wide open and mouth open. Leo wanted to kill it. He struggled to stand up. His stomach hurt like hell and then finally, the corpus turned its gaze towards him. It glared at him with a red glow.
"Leo Tolstoy has been disqualified by death. Now only ten more heroes of his realm left."