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HALFLING

this world is full of pain only the strong reign and the weak suffer. those known as halflings are hated by man and gods and are seen as the sins and plagues of the earth, halflings are made by two different races and most are killed before adulthood. in this world join a halfling named nic, as he aims to the goal of creating his own guild that would reign over the entire world hated for what he is, for he is seen as a sin to this world, but his sin shall be his strength. ..... words count have been upgraded from page 33 chapters are no less than 1000 words P.S cover page not mine, excellent work from the artists, if want the cover page changed let me know

blackghost · Fantasy
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79 Chs

False Hope

"HAHA!, marvelous!, truly spectacular!" Argus raise his two hands in the air as he shouted, looking at mions lifeless body he was intrigued.

*so this is the power of rosevolts royalty* argus mumbled as he walked to the body of mion. *your one of the few to give on to me this much pain* he said as he leaned down at the lifeless mion.

*h..uff, hu..ff* mion tries to catch his breath as he was lifted by his hair, his vision blurred as he looked at the elf face.

*y..ou s.h..al.l di..e b..y m..y bl...ade* mion fought himself to speak.

*so these are your last words, thrilling I may say , but what if you die by your own blade* argus open his hand to pull the blade from Nic's corpse, but something was wrong their was a strong resistance to his power.

*But how..* he turned his head to see a silhouette in the distance standing in the midst of many blades, a singular blade in one hand, two long curve horns resembles that of a bull protruded out his scull, his hair long and black reaching his waist, his height reaching that of seven feet, skinny but muscular, scales can be seen on the sides of his face.

*blood..lust* argus mumbled as he looked at the silhouette in the distance a aura can be felt sending cold sweat down his spine.

*Shriek* the blade in his hand he forced into the soil beneath him *I dont need a weapon to give you pain!* the silhouette said his voice Carries a bass that is sent with bloodlust over the walls.

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*aunty stand back* Ivry said as she draws her blade while standing at the entrance to her home, the tall elf with his hammer can be seen leaning down as he enters through the door.

*IVRY RUN!* a woman that resembles her said, as she holds onto her injured leg.

*HaHa, their is no escape for her, you will both be sent to thy grace holding hands, you are to be happy, for I am in a good mood, your death shall be painless* the elf said with a wide grin on his face.

*tweeek* the sound of his feet as he walked on the wooden floor towards them with his head touching the roof of the building, even though he leaned forward to avoid hitting his head on the roof, his size was a giant to men.

ivry"s face blackened from the fear boiling up within.

*HaHa, little girl do you fear me!

as he got closer she pointed the rapier forward, and thrust it towards his stomach.

*swiek* the blade entered his flesh, but their was no reaction other than a grin.

*Thier is nothing better than giving false hope* the elf said as he extends one hand outwards.

*pwish, boom* he smacked her to the side, sending her flying and landing on the table in the other room.

*tweeek, tweek* he walked towards her leaving his giant hammer to block the exit. *now I wonder if you deserve to die painless death after harming me so badly* he said his face shows his enjoyment.

*hahaha...* the sound of laughter came from Ivry as she lay flat on the rubble of the table.

*Hmm?* the elf was confused, then suddenly..

*bweech* blood started to flow out his mouth uncontrollably, *YOU!!, what did you do to me* he said as he looked at ivry who was still laughing.

*...ha, let me return your words onto you* she said as she gazed at the man towering over her, blood rushing out of his eyes and mouth, he could not escape this gruesome death.

*their is nothing better than giving false hope!*

*boom* the towering man dropped face down in his own blood.