Chapter 1: NIGHTMARE
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A huge missile [ Nuke-0001 ] [2:13] .... [2:10].. tearing the clouds, falling rapidly towards the ground.
A young man standing atop of rubble, with long black hairs, covered in his own blood, lifeless, with his sword drenched in blood, stood there staring at the sky.
The missile fell right next to him, yet he stood there unwavering.
The sun was at its peak, the ground was burning in flames, as far the eyes could reach there was only destruction. Cars and planes and buses and buildings all were on fire. The ground was nowhere to be seen it was only dead bodies and rubble.
The ground was filled with dead bodies of different kind of beings, most of them were humans while the rest were small dragons and orcs, goblins, elves, and many other monstrous creatures.
Vultures and crows were feasting on the dead body of the humans and others.
Weapons like swords and shield and spears and many modern weapons were scattered along with these dead bodies.
The timer on the nuke was rapidly decreasing, even though the sun was at it's peak, the ground was covered in the shadow, the shadow of a dragon whose body seemed to strech to cover the entire sky.
With reddish scales and breathing fire, the dragon was flying high in the sky, fighting against a tiny creature that looked like he was defying gravity, he was standing mid air on two legs, challenging the dragon to a fight to death, this tiny creature seemed like a human. To the young man who was standing right next to the [Nuke-0001].
The timer on the nuke was already up, (0:01).. (0:00).
Booooooooooooooooom.
With a blast of unimaginable magnitude, that covered eveything from the ground to the clouds, engulfed the surface as eveything went blank.,
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"Huh.. huh.. huh.... Huhhh..." Fast and troubled breath echoed in a completely dark place, a young man, shirtless, covered in his own sweat lying on the muddy ground covered his own face trying to calm his own breath.
" Another nightmare.. ? "
A childish voice filled with worries, asked! As the young man rose, sitting with his back supported at the wall, his uneasy breath echoed.
Long black hairs covered his face as his hand tried to reach out for a white dirty baggy shirt.
As he dressed up, his hair fell aside revealing his pure sky blue eyes.
" Yeah.. I guess so.. " A very bold voice with gentle tone, it was the young man's voice.
" So, what was it this time.?"
" The usual, the dragon and the mysterious man, trying to die, while the world burns to hell."
Dressed up in a dirty baggy shirt and a very tight black pant he stood up, his long hairs reaching all the way to his shoulder.
Bare-footed he walked towards light. Light that was entering the cave in which this young man was resting.
" Open system panel.."
[ Initiating the system. ]
A bluish panel with words etched in black appeared in front of his eyes.
[ Permission, to proceed to the final stage of 40th attempt. ]
" Permission granted !."
As the conversation with the system proceeded, the young man walked out of the cave, into the light, revealing his face.
A young handsome tall man with buttonless shirt, revealing a bulked chest and abs, pale skin, his eyes that were deep and blue like sky, scanning the area.
A broaden grassy land that seems to stretch to the horizon, even though there was no sun in the sky it was still a day with blue sky, with grasses reaching his knees, except for these it was all empty.
As he focused more, at a very far distance, something very small was visible to his eyes.
Sighing in frustation " so again it's a dragon.!"
From under his sleeves a slimy black structure, with two white eyes and only a mouth with a total of 8 teeth popped around his hand, " need some help ? "
The childish sound from before was from this unknown slimy creature.
[ Attention! The final stage of 40th round of clearing the Prophet's Tower for Anthony Ironheart starts in 3..2..1..]
With a mysterious yet bored smile, his eyes fixed on his prey " Naah Budd ! No need of help."
Anthony Ironheart is the name of the young man, and Budd is the name of the strange slimy creature that's wrapping around his hand like a solid gauntlet.
" Is this dragon the same from your dream ?" Pulling itself towards Anthony's neck it got absorbed in Anthony's body.
Focusing his eyes on the dragon, " no... This isn't the one, it sure looks like it has the same red scale and fire breath but the size..."
" This one is like a thousand times smaller from the one in my dream."
From within Anthony's body the childish voice came out, " what if it was this one but after it has grown for a like several thousand years."
With a smirk on his face, Anthony tied his hair into a pony, "No... That's impossible, because it will never get the chance to grow. It will die today."
After stretching his hands, Anthony used his legs like a spring, compressing his knees he leaped all the way directly in front of the dragon.
It was thrice the size of Anthony, with his fire breath ready, it's face turned pale as it red eyes popped in fear, even before it could realise Anthony was infront of it.
Leaping towards it with all his might, his hand packing a punch covered in extremely violet and dark blue Aura.
In a blink, Anthony's punch landed on to the dragon's jaw.
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