Dark Apocalyptic Guardian Story Concept
Sept 15, 2018 8:53:40 GMT -5
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Post by KittyClearsight on Sept 15, 2018 8:53:40 GMT -5
This is a concept I had. Not sure yet if I'll expand on it or not but I want to know if anyone would be interested.
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The moon glows red in the sky, bright and ominous. It's a crescent moon, but the odd red coloring makes it look like a claw sliced the sky. We call this the Dead Moon, because whenever the moon takes on this crimson color there is nothing but death.
HE comes out...
HE wreaks havoc...
HE is out for blood...
And right now, his sights are set on me, a small 7 year old girl who was just trying to escape these terrifying creatures.
This huge monster, Methus as we humans have come to call him. He is death incarnate, a demon, a sign of the end. They say that once he locks onto you, there is no escape. You can only hope you die quickly.
This monster is huge, tall as a skyscraper. He has seven heads, a huge body reminiscent of a dragon, but with no wings. He has four legs with huge, razor sharp claws and a long sweeping tail. There are five smaller versions of him at his side, though they are still much larger than a human. We call these creatures Methus's Disciples. They are always here, and always on the hunt.
We do not know where these creature's came from. They just suddenly appeared several months ago. They do not eat the humans they kill, and they have a certain intelligence about them that is... unnatural. They want to shed blood, and cause fear. These hellish demons do not want anything more than to destroy us.
I back away in terror, before I start running. My wide green eyes were filled with tears. This is it, this is the end. Methus brings his middle head close to my face and stops me in my tracks, his sharp, yellow teeth showing as he snarls. I swear I can almost see an evil grin on his face. He raises his front claws and pins me to the ground. I close my eyes and cover my head with my arms, waiting for the end to come, hoping it would be quick.
But it doesn't.
I dare myself to slowly open my eyes, my breathing shallow and quick. All seven of the monster's heads are staring off into the distance, down the road from where we were, an angry snarl on his face. I look and see a bright golden light, it's almost blinding. Out of the light approaches a huge lion, his golden mane flowing in the mystical air around him. His face was oddly... sorrowful. Methus let's out a deafening roar, releasing me and heading towards the lion, it's huge tail lashing and knocking me into a wall with a sickening thud. I wince in pain, tears finally streaming down my face as I clutch my aching side. I watch as Methus lunged it's heads at the lion, but then the lion roars in a way that was both terrifying, yet comforting to me at the same time. Methus screeches out in pain, heads thrashing wildly as if in pain. It turns away from the lion and thunders away, knocking over the remains of buildings as it goes.
My sight starts to darken, I know I am about to pass out from pain. Before I do, however, the lion approaches me. The lion reaches his muzzle towards me, and I feel a warm sense of comfort and peace before I finally slip into unconsciousness.
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The moon glows red in the sky, bright and ominous. It's a crescent moon, but the odd red coloring makes it look like a claw sliced the sky. We call this the Dead Moon, because whenever the moon takes on this crimson color there is nothing but death.
HE comes out...
HE wreaks havoc...
HE is out for blood...
And right now, his sights are set on me, a small 7 year old girl who was just trying to escape these terrifying creatures.
This huge monster, Methus as we humans have come to call him. He is death incarnate, a demon, a sign of the end. They say that once he locks onto you, there is no escape. You can only hope you die quickly.
This monster is huge, tall as a skyscraper. He has seven heads, a huge body reminiscent of a dragon, but with no wings. He has four legs with huge, razor sharp claws and a long sweeping tail. There are five smaller versions of him at his side, though they are still much larger than a human. We call these creatures Methus's Disciples. They are always here, and always on the hunt.
We do not know where these creature's came from. They just suddenly appeared several months ago. They do not eat the humans they kill, and they have a certain intelligence about them that is... unnatural. They want to shed blood, and cause fear. These hellish demons do not want anything more than to destroy us.
I back away in terror, before I start running. My wide green eyes were filled with tears. This is it, this is the end. Methus brings his middle head close to my face and stops me in my tracks, his sharp, yellow teeth showing as he snarls. I swear I can almost see an evil grin on his face. He raises his front claws and pins me to the ground. I close my eyes and cover my head with my arms, waiting for the end to come, hoping it would be quick.
But it doesn't.
I dare myself to slowly open my eyes, my breathing shallow and quick. All seven of the monster's heads are staring off into the distance, down the road from where we were, an angry snarl on his face. I look and see a bright golden light, it's almost blinding. Out of the light approaches a huge lion, his golden mane flowing in the mystical air around him. His face was oddly... sorrowful. Methus let's out a deafening roar, releasing me and heading towards the lion, it's huge tail lashing and knocking me into a wall with a sickening thud. I wince in pain, tears finally streaming down my face as I clutch my aching side. I watch as Methus lunged it's heads at the lion, but then the lion roars in a way that was both terrifying, yet comforting to me at the same time. Methus screeches out in pain, heads thrashing wildly as if in pain. It turns away from the lion and thunders away, knocking over the remains of buildings as it goes.
My sight starts to darken, I know I am about to pass out from pain. Before I do, however, the lion approaches me. The lion reaches his muzzle towards me, and I feel a warm sense of comfort and peace before I finally slip into unconsciousness.
I'm so glad you like it 
I was worried that people wouldn't like it so thank you 