The sky was crimson on an eternal afternoon, the sun was halfway set beyond the horizon. A red haze filled the air as the smell of blood filled my nostrils. The caw of legions of crows is the only sound that could be heard. Dry bones of various creatures lay strewn all over the floor as the crow themselves help pick whatever flesh remains on them.
The sound of cracking was audible as I walked towards a spire of blood and gore, watched by the crows with their dark black eyes. Countless lifeless bodies piled up in large numbers slowly decaying, from the most recent kill at the top to the dry bones at the bottom.
A figure sat on a throne of bone, adorned only with the beings that were adequate to enterta
"Ferox? Who are you? I don't know you. Where did En go?" Confusion painted my face, hearing the deep and brutish voice that had replaced En's calm and gentle voice. "I'm here Phil. Sorry for leaving you like that. The being tasked me with contacting Ferox to try and teach you to use your energy more efficiently." I sighed in relief after hearing En's voice. Although mere minutes ago I resented him for leaving and not
Disclaimer: This chapter has blood and violence. Viewer discretion is advised. You have been warned. "Good you are successful in calling me I see. Now let me look at you clearly first since I could not see you clearly when I was in my domain." My body started to glow a red hue but it only lasted for a moment. "Hmmm, 25 points of energy. This is worse than a chick that had not grown its feathers, this is a chick that has just hatched out of its egg and is still wet. Ugh, you could not even kill a nightmare origin swi
Disclaimer: This chapter has blood, gore and violence in it. Please read in your own discretion. "Hmmm...Hmmm...Hmmm." I hummed sitting on a dining chair reading the newspaper. Still, the headline was about a serial mass murdered on the loose, the newest victim was a boy found dead inside a bathroom in a convenience store. I flipped the page as I grew tired of waiting. I looked to my left and right and saw both my parents and Eric, sitting perfectly still on their seats. Thankfully my parents were not trying to dirty the floor anymore, must have used up al
The feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed Phil, the biting cold of the dark embraced his bloody body. He lays unconscious in the ever-expanding darkness. But suddenly a bright red glow tore the peace that was brought by the endless dark. "AHHHGGGG!!" Phil clutched his left eye which was throbbing in pain. "AHH!! Why is this happening, I...I thought I was dead."&
After overcoming his dejection, Phil attentively listens to Ferox's explanation of how to properly control his violent urges. "Okay boy, first things first. Do not be overwhelmed by your cruel urges. No matter what the voices inside your head whisper, do not do it. Even if the sigil is not activated, the urge to do violent things is magnified because of its presence. One more thing, this does not apply just to those that are around you, but to you as well, your body to be specific. For example, if you are in a situation where you want to scratch yourself because of a minor inconvenience and the sigil activates, you might end up with heavy injuries due to not being able to control yourself and scratch yo
"Look for another cave boy. I do not trust that cave anymore, the prisoner might have planted a trap for you inside the black goo." Phil nodded upon hearing what Ferox has to offer. He swam inside the walls of the prison and decided to head towards the opposite side from where the past cave was located. It took Phil almost all of his current energy to arrive in a habitable cavern. Before he entered he stared at the prisoner that was lying with its head down inside the black goo, bubbles of air could be seen popping up near its mouth located in its belly. Phil could not believe how a crazed being could be cu
The beeping of the alarm clock startled me awake. My back was drenched in a cold sweat as I recall the nightmare I just had. But no matter how I concentrated I cannot recall a thing except how I was swallowed by a horrendous creature. '7:00 AM' I sat in my bed and turned off the beeping alarm clock. Slowly calming myself down from the nightmare I just had. I can hear the soft clanging of dishes and the smell of something cooking downstairs. Mom was preparing breakfast for the family, but something does not feel right. I can smell something fishy downstairs albeit subtle but it was there. 
Phil arrived at school at 8:00 AM with dark bags under his eyes and a sickly color on his skin. He did not fall asleep again after he had the horrifying nightmare, terrified that he may be subjected to such a nightmarish experience again. Although the school campus was a private institute, it was rather old and a little dilapidated, a place where ghost stories and mysterious tales were often heard. From weird kids to athletic jocks the school was full of students since it was the only middle school that is available in the city; it was home to this numerous kids. "Good morning Phil." Greeted Eric.