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Valcon Sky Scene 3I tried this in a different format. Heh. I hope it's decent, in the least! If not, then I'm hoping to obtain a bit of help in making it better.
"They, too, yearn for a feast" echoed a voice from the darkness. "Much like myself, and more-so you."
The room was cast into shadow, it's emptiness forging a facade of a great and expansive room. It had been the smallest room available, yet because it lacked all of the regular appliances one would search for in such a place, it became much more void and spacious. A bed to one wall, a table to the other--it appeared a place only he with the lowest of earnings could afford. This was being generous.
The only light entering the room did so through two objects: The door (positioned near the back wall) and the window (to the opposite wall, straight ahead). Leaking through the small space near the bottom of the door spilled minuscule shards of light, and through the window peeked vertical bars.
There was a single window, and nothing more. However, bec
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Scene 1: The Dream
Young boy: "I'm home , mom..." The young, brown haired boy slowly opened the front door to his home and made his way inside. He tapped his dirty shoes against the matt at his feet and then kicked off his sneakers, taking a glance around. It seemed to be a tad quiet, and no one was responding to his statement. "Jacob had to go into town with his parents..." he trailed off, seemingly speaking to the walls surrounding him. "Dad...?" he asked, peeking his head into the living room, only to see the light of the TV illuminating the sofa and arm chair. There was...no one. He became a small bit paranoid after this incident, and shot his head around in a frantic manner. "Hello!" He yelled, standing in that one position, awaiting an answer. When there was none, his mind became a jumbled mess of worried thoughts.
He was the kind of boy who would worry about everything, and come up with the most ridiculous assumptions one could ever
Devil Keeper V.1Devil Keeper: Story Outline.
The world is that of Oria. A vast, magical world where the laws of our world do not seem to apply. Many strange, mysterious, and simply wonderful things exist; from oceans within the sky to great cities beneath the sea. But now this once majestic land has fallen to the hands of the Devil Keeper.
As God is the creator, The Keeper is the destroyer.
Where once he sat atop the heavens, now he does stand with humans.
An angel seeking vengence.
The Keeper is the central Antagonist of the story. He is the main cause for most of the Protagonist's grief, and is a threat to the entirety of Oria and it's many citizens.
If a human ever falls into a state of depression, The Keeper wanders near and allows one of his countless demons to possess him, forging that human slowly into a Devil. As the bond between mind, body, and soul is weakest during these times, it is then when The Keeper shall strike.
Lancel, the main Protagonist, had undergone a case of depressi
Valcon Sky Chronicles: Chap 1Chapter One: Within An Endless Sea Of Green.
A distant land. So very, very far from home. How? And...why? Was it all truly destined to be? To wander these strange and unforgiving lands...forever? Without food, without water, and the only possession held close; Hope. A hope that this was the path. A hope that this was what he was truly meant to do--to accomplish. A hope that the path he threw away all those years ago...was not the rightful one. A hope that he could make it all change. Forever.
Nothing but a wavering landscape as far as the eye could see. An illusion caused by heat. He had been wandering aimlessly now for what seemed to be days. Was it? No, indeed it was not! It was merely but a few hours. However, to him these hours passed by in the slowest possible manner available. It was if time it's self just wished to torture him and chose the slowest route it had at it's dispense while still holding the power to make his body feel so very tired.
For miles it just seemed
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