TheAllBlackMan
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Eleven years ago, Year 200
A young boy is wandering through the forest clearly lost. This young boy is me. My name is Keros Kanen, but you can just call me Keros for now. In the middle of that day a Creeper ambushed me with its alarming hiss and I began to run away, the Creeper chasing me for several minutes. *Chuckle* This isn't the worst of the hardships I've faced. No, I suffered a much worse turmoil two years ago.
Two years prior, Year 198
My father calls me and I respond. He instructs me to get into a stance. When I question the timing, he usually trains me at sundown so I can practice with Zombies and Skeletons, one glare convinces me to follow his instructions. He said he had his reasons, I thought it was just to torture me. That night I found the real real reason.
My mother laid in a pool of her own blood as the Beast responsible lurked closer and closer to my father. It was four meters (thirteen feet) tall, wide-bodied with slim, almost stick-like limbs, coloured black with piercing yellow eyes and fangs that gleamed in the moonlight. "Now leave my home," my father shouted "you've got your sacrifice."
The Beast replied "Not yet, but your son and daughter will fill the gap nicely." Its voice was thin and raspy, like dragging wheat against glass.
"No!" my father objected. "Take me in their stead."
"Only if your children have to watch you die!"
"Fine, wake them."
The beast quickly ran toward the bedroom I shared with my twin sister and threw open the door, startling us both awake. We tried to get away to no avail. It was too fast and snatched us both up, one in each hand, and threw us into the corner closest to my father. "Now watch as I take your father's life!" the beast roared. It slowly moved toward my father, grasping his head. Then he slowly twisted it, I watched the pain on my father's face as skin and flesh began to tear. Blood began to spew all over the room, covering nearly everything around him, until the head came off, the pain still evident on his face as the Beast's trophy dangled by the hair. "Now that he's out of the way, I think I'll take care of you two!" The Beast nonchalantly tossed the head over its shoulder and within a half of a second he had my sister in his clutches and ripped her in half, top to bottom, throwing the pieces to the side. In that instant things started to move in slow motion. I immediately took its back and punched it, knocking its arms off from the sheer force. As the Beast crumpled to the ground, its blue blood spraying as my father's did, it uttered these words. "My daughter will avenge me." Once it finished its final words I crushed the foul creature's skull, causing it to disappear in a puff of grayish-green smoke. Once the Beast was gone I saw the arms and realized I knocked them off with my first blow. "What is this power I have? Why was it given to me? How did I call upon it? Should I continue to use it?" I asked all these questions aloud as I stayed in my home for another hour, and decided to leave the place in the morning.
Eleven years ago, Year 200
A young boy is wandering through the forest clearly lost. This young boy is me. My name is Keros Kanen, but you can just call me Keros for now. In the middle of that day a Creeper ambushed me with its alarming hiss and I began to run away, the Creeper chasing me for several minutes. *Chuckle* This isn't the worst of the hardships I've faced. No, I suffered a much worse turmoil two years ago.
Two years prior, Year 198
My father calls me and I respond. He instructs me to get into a stance. When I question the timing, he usually trains me at sundown so I can practice with Zombies and Skeletons, one glare convinces me to follow his instructions. He said he had his reasons, I thought it was just to torture me. That night I found the real real reason.
My mother laid in a pool of her own blood as the Beast responsible lurked closer and closer to my father. It was four meters (thirteen feet) tall, wide-bodied with slim, almost stick-like limbs, coloured black with piercing yellow eyes and fangs that gleamed in the moonlight. "Now leave my home," my father shouted "you've got your sacrifice."
The Beast replied "Not yet, but your son and daughter will fill the gap nicely." Its voice was thin and raspy, like dragging wheat against glass.
"No!" my father objected. "Take me in their stead."
"Only if your children have to watch you die!"
"Fine, wake them."
The beast quickly ran toward the bedroom I shared with my twin sister and threw open the door, startling us both awake. We tried to get away to no avail. It was too fast and snatched us both up, one in each hand, and threw us into the corner closest to my father. "Now watch as I take your father's life!" the beast roared. It slowly moved toward my father, grasping his head. Then he slowly twisted it, I watched the pain on my father's face as skin and flesh began to tear. Blood began to spew all over the room, covering nearly everything around him, until the head came off, the pain still evident on his face as the Beast's trophy dangled by the hair. "Now that he's out of the way, I think I'll take care of you two!" The Beast nonchalantly tossed the head over its shoulder and within a half of a second he had my sister in his clutches and ripped her in half, top to bottom, throwing the pieces to the side. In that instant things started to move in slow motion. I immediately took its back and punched it, knocking its arms off from the sheer force. As the Beast crumpled to the ground, its blue blood spraying as my father's did, it uttered these words. "My daughter will avenge me." Once it finished its final words I crushed the foul creature's skull, causing it to disappear in a puff of grayish-green smoke. Once the Beast was gone I saw the arms and realized I knocked them off with my first blow. "What is this power I have? Why was it given to me? How did I call upon it? Should I continue to use it?" I asked all these questions aloud as I stayed in my home for another hour, and decided to leave the place in the morning.