[Before the illusion]
Artirian was seated on his chair as he looked at the table. His eyes were directly looking at the Bokken sword on top of the table; the soldiers' cadence was heard from the outside of the tent. Artirian then felt chills to his spine.
Soon followed the dark aura mist covered the tent. The soldiers were not alarmed as if the time stopped and only Artirian could feel the danger that was surrounding him. "What the hell is this the presence was different I felt, extreme doubts in my head".
Then Artirian was suddenly transported in a void where it was not as pitch black but there was light it looked like the sky where stars can be seen. Then Artirian can feel an enormous entity behind him.
Artirian can feel the way the entity breathes behind him. "Hello? Somebody? Is there anyone there?" Artirian said the third words were loud. But no one replied back to him.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
I tagged this book, come and support me with a thumbs up!
Have some idea about my story? Comment it and let me know.
Like it ? Add to library!