Cast:
Hero: Ray (Formerly Roys)
Vi - Vania (Sister)
Papa K - Kelsier (Father)
Mom Z - Eliza (Mother)
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The Priest - Priest Byron
Bad Uncle - Surt
The God of this Universe - Alpha
The Evil One - Damon
Kala or Big K - Our neighbor
Bob - Town prankster
The Mayor - Hose Bosse
Honorable mentions and terms:
Planet Praxis - Planet Before
Planet Valis - The planet now
Church of the Radiants - Unknown
Ultramenschen - Mixed race people
I had a very bad dream last night.
I heard the crying of suffering children. They were screaming in pain.
"Help!"
"Help us!"
"Save us!"
"Mother! Father!"
"It hurts!"
Me and my team were deep underground. We met with the surviving factions members in the underground river of Kharat. They were hit really bad, a lot of them were killed.
It seems they have found the bases of the Damon members, also known as the Damonites. Seriously, screw those guys, ruthless psychopaths with no regard for others or themselves. Whoever this Damon guy is must be the real deal, a pain in the neck.
They called us for backup in case things go south. We were known to have hearts of steel. No nonsense guys who finish our mission quickly. We were suppose to enter the main base of the Damonites in case they don't surrender. A seemingly suicide mission, but we have our ways to defend ourselves from suicide bombers. We've fought with them a lot of times, lost a few good men. After those incidents, our fabricators created level 10 Tactical "living" shields that repairs itself and can be stacked together easily enabling us to survive bomb attacks. It looks like living mercury.
"Surrender!" The Faction members shouted.
Silence.
"Surrender and we will let you live!"
Nothing.
"For Lord Damon!"
Oh no.
The base exploded and the rivers exploded. Other explosions can be heard, the ground shook, the cavern walls looks like it might collapse but held. When the dust settled, we slowly moved forward to the base, shields up, behind 2 layers of unmanned behemoth tanks to clear the way.
When we reached the base we were not prepared for what we saw.
Bodies of Damonites everywhere. Men and women and old folks.
We found a secret passage below and found a door. We entered it and found a room full of dying children. The room survived the blast but instead of leaving the kids to live, Creeping Death gas was used. The kids were tortured by other children, we assume the children of the Damonites.
"Save me, I don't want to die."
"Help."
The creeping death is lethal as there have been no antidote or cure made. The Demonites did not blow up the children. Is it a mercy or a curse? We don't know.
The children died in our arms.
I awoke from the nightmare. Time to save the children.
(To be continued)
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