Unforgiven-Rage

 In one fluid motion, Merciless slams the Young One hard into the side of the tree several times; each slam having more strength driving it. The final impact, Merciless releases his grip, dropping the Young One to his knees, only to be quickly kicked in the gut by a steel toed sabaton. The blow forces the air out from the Young One's lungs, which begins an equally violent coughing fit. Merciless turns towards Kendrick and tosses the Young One to the feet of the Dark Lord. The Young One lays on the ground for moment, only able to cough. As the burning sensation in his lungs and throat dies down, he is finally able to catch his breath. Kendri

An icy death grip finds it's way around the Young One's neck, firmly lifting him up off the ground. A sharp chilling sensation races down the Young One's spine; fulling awaking him from his earlier ordeal from the encounter with the creatures that had attacked him. As the Young One's vision refocuses on his surroundings, he quickly realizes that the situation hasn't gotten any better. As he begins to struggle, trying free himself from the grip. He locks eyes with the Dread Knight holding him in the air. As the two stare at each other for a moment, the Dread Knight tilts his head to the side, in an attempt to understand the weak creature tha

Chapter 1 - Rebirth “Your body and soul, belongs to me Nevermore!” - Darkness “We are the Fates...” “We see all that comes to past; we witness all that happens; we will perceive the consequences of all actions. With us, we carry the knowledge to change; but, only have the whisper to influence; this is our duty. Hear us now, Scholar, as the story unfolds before you...” “We are the Fates...” “On this cold night ; approaching the winter months; where snow begins to descend from the heavens; dancing elegantly in the sky, ever so delicately covering all in a soft blanket of cool tranquillity.

The Young One’s vision started to tunnel around him; staring up at the cold pitiless black eyes of his attackers; every one of them peered in closer to see the pain they had caused in the blood shot eyes of their prey as he slowly died before them. The creatures were so entranced with their killing orgy, that they all missed the fact that something far more sinter then themselves moved towards them. The sound of rusty metal gliding against itself was the last thing the Young One heard before he black out. The creatures stared at the Young One for a moment of disappointment. They had not been completely satisfied with their kill. Looking

Lost Memories - Rainy Day -The Chance Meeting that sets in motion a thousand roads... Standing outside his school, Nevermore holds his head high, watching the rain fall all around him in a beautiful symphony of calm calamity. Letting the soft pounding of the rain wash over him, Nevermore feels light in his chest as his heart pounds with the rain. “What a beautiful day...” thinking to himself. It’s always been like this; the effect of the rain on Nevermore’s senses. For as long as he can remember, the rain brought about a calming effect. Looking around him, everything looks to be at peace. The colours seem to be cool

The Maiden draws out her sword and holds it up to the opening in the clouds, closing her yes; and then in her ancient  language, she begins to chat a litany with a soft tone. From the opening gate to the Heavens, a brilliant pillar of light rains down, descending onto the lifeless vessel of the Young One. The light only plays a small role on this grand stage; acting only as a candle in the window to help guide souls back from the abyss... For the ritual to be complete, the Young One must find his way back. Not a small task for someone who so desperately wants to be lost... The Maiden watches and waits... Lying on th ground, the Yong On

The creatures limped and crawled towards the Young One in the most bizarre fashion that forces one to stare in a twisted sense of pity and fear. As they move, the creatures let out quite cries and whimpers, gurgling and choking on their pains of being corrupted and deformed... The Young One manages to free himself from the trace; slowly standing to his feet, unable to let his eyes wonder from the horrors that crept towards him. The Young One moved slowy backwards, careful not to make and sudden moves that may provoke the creatures. The Young One moves to turn around and walk away... Standing all around him, among the trees, silhouetted by

The story starts on a dark night, far north, hidden by the trees and mountains. A young broken heart holds his misguided salvation in hand. With the sound of his untimely release from this life, his story will not end so quickly. He unknowingly threw himself at the mercy of the Fates. Someone, unknown by the Young One makes a deal with a Maiden of Death to bring the Young One back from the abyss. The Young One, waking from what felt like a Nightmare, cannot recall what happened, at this point or at any point in his life; his memories have been locked behind fog and shadows. The Death Maiden sets the terms of his rebirth. The Young One must g