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Chapter 59 A Broken Fella

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Chapter 59 A Broken Fella

Northern and the forces of the Kingdom of Red Mines stood shoulder to shoulder with the monstrous creatures.

The clash of metal against scales reverberated through the battlefield, a symphony of violence and chaos.

The lizard-like monsters, with their obsidian-black scales and razor-sharp talons, lunged at them with savage fury. Their eyes glowed a malevolent red, reflecting the fires that raged around them.

Amidst the carnage, Northern fought with a relentless ferocity. The Mortal Blade moved with a rough fluidity and precision, cutting through the enemy ranks like a scythe through wheat.

Blood splattered his brown armor, staining it a dark crimson, but he paid no heed to the gore that surrounded him. His face, once marked by determination and hope, now bore a haunted expression.

With each swing of his blade, Northern’s grip on reality slipping.

His mind blurred as he attacked with a mindless abandon. The faces of his comrades faded into a sea of anonymous figures, their voices drowned out by the deafening clash of weapons.

He no longer heard the cries of pain or the pleas for mercy. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

The only sound that reached his ears was the pounding of his own heartbeat, a steady rhythm driving him further into the depths of madness.

His memory of cherished moments, began to unravel. Fragments of his past slipped through his fingers like grains of sand.

Faces he once held dear …his father…mother became distorted, unrecognizable.

The names that were once etched in his mind vanished, leaving only an empty void in their wake.

All that remained was the relentless pursuit of victory, an insatiable hunger for bloodshed.

As the battle raged on, Northern found himself at the forefront of the chaos, leading the monstrous creatures from the Kingdom of Red Mines.

They followed him with unwavering loyalty, their savage instincts honed by his relentless drive.

The bipedal monsters, towering over their adversaries, struck fear into the hearts of those who dared to oppose them.

Northern’s presence among them, his transformation from a slave to a harbinger of destruction, fueled their own bloodlust.

One time, he was human, adopted to a family of two drifters, smart and full of prospect, now consumed by the madness of war.

He no longer recognized the reflection that stared back at him. His eyes, once filled with warmth and compassion, had turned cold and lifeless.

The lines etched upon his face were no longer marks of a wisdom, but scars of a shattered soul.

As the battle drew to a close, the battlefield was littered with the fallen.

The stench of death hung heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid scent of smoke and burning flesh.

Northern stood amidst the wreckage, his breath ragged, his body covered in the blood of friend and foe alike. He surveyed the devastation, a hollow emptiness settling in his chest.

In that moment, the echoes of battle faded into silence.

He had lost himself in the chaos, becoming a mere vessel for destruction. His own identity had been swallowed by the horrors of war, leaving only a shell of the man he once was.

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In nights time, another battlefield stretched out before Northern, a vast expanse of desolation and chaos.

Muscular monsters, their sinewy bodies rippling with raw power, charged towards him with thunderous footsteps.

The ground trembled beneath their weight, sending shockwaves through his bones.

He took a deep breath, the scent of freshly turned earth mingling with the metallic tang of sweat and fear.

The air crackled with tension, charged with the anticipation of battle. His heart pounded in his chest, a steady rhythm that echoed in his ears.

With a battle cry on his lips, Northern surged forward, his tenebrous blade dull of sparkles and pitch black like the embrace of nothingness.

The monsters closed in around him, their growls reverberating through the air. His movements became a blur of steel and fury, his body a symphony of grace and strength.

The clash of weapons filled the air, a cacophony of ringing steel and grunts of exertion. Northern’s muscles strained and ached as he parried blow after blow, his body becoming a testament to the recent nights of training. Sweat trickled down his brow, stinging his eyes, but he refused to yield.

The landscape shifted around him, a kaleidoscope of grey and black. The ground beneath his feet was uneven, scattered with rocks and patches of trampled grass.

He could feel the cool breeze against his skin, carrying with it the whispers of fallen leaves and the distant cries of falling monsters.

The taste of blood filled his mouth as he struck down one monster after another. His movements became fluid, a dance of death and survival.

Time seemed to slow, each second stretching into an eternity as he fought his way through the horde.

The monsters roared in anger and pain, their voices a symphony of primal fury. Their sweat mingled with his own, creating a heady musk that hung in the air. The ground quaked beneath their feet, a testament to the sheer power of their clash.

He pressed forward, his body a conduit for his relentless will… to protect… monsters?

The sounds of battle faded into a deafening silence, the only noise the ragged gasps for air that tore from Northern’s bloodied lips.

His chest heaved as he glanced around at the mangled bodies and shredded limbs that littered the battlefield—the aftermath of his brutal onslaught.

A hollow numbness crept through his veins as he surveyed the carnage. The faces of the slain blurred together into an indistinguishable mass, their hideous expressions frozen in perpetual anguish.

As Northern’s grip on his obsidian blade loosened, the weight of it threatened to drag him down into the churned earth. A veil of disorientation descended, the world around him tilting violently.

He blinked, his eyes struggling to focus on the sea of lifeless forms strewn before him.

Were they his slain ‘brothers-in-arms’ or the fell beasts he had sworn to destroy?

The lines had long since blurred, his actions governed not by code or allegiance, but by pure, primal instinct.

A choked sound, somewhere between a bitter laugh and a mournful keen, escaped his cracked lips.

In that moment, he felt utterly detached, a phantom haunting a realm where he no longer belonged.

The concept of purpose had become as ambiguous as the path forward. Northern was simply an instrument of destruction without a firm hand to guide him, a relic from a fading age.

As the darkness crept across his vision, his tenuous grasp on reality slipped further.

He stared down at his ashen hands, streams of crimson disappearing into the creases of his calloused palms.

Whose blood stained his skin? He could no longer differentiate the violent acts, could no longer anchor himself amid the nightmares that consumed him.

With a guttural roar, Northern cast his onyx blade aside, the sound of it clattering against the packed earth resonating through his fractured mind.

His eyes, once filled with conviction, now burned with the embers of madness, a searing, endless oblivion mirrored in their obsidian depths.

As spasms of rage and anguish racked his body, Northern threw his head back and released a scream that rent the veil of silence.

In that moment, the last vestiges of his former self shattered, scattered like dust upon the winds of this blighted land. He had become the harbinger his path had ordained, a scourge born of the depravity of war itself.

The broken husk of a man sank to his knees amid the graveyard he had wrought.

Bitter, mirthless laughter spilled from his bloodied lips as he surrendered to the howling chaos that had laid claim to his soul.

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