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"Aaahhhh!" many villagers screamed.
"Everyone, flee the village! We'll handle the demonic monsters— ugh!"
In the southwestern region of the Keath Kingdom, the newly settled village of Yusla was under attack. It was midday, but the scene unfolding was nothing short of a massacre.
Boom!
Demonic monsters had invaded the village, and blood splattered everywhere as screams echoed from all directions.
Kirak, a member of Yusla's village militia, let out a desperate cry as he took in the horrific sight around him. "Aaaahhh!"
With a sickening crunch, Kirak brought down his ax on a demonic monster that had been feasting on the remains of his neighbor. The creature's head burst open under the blow. That neighbor was Dorothy, the woman who had smiled as she shared her bread just this morning. Now she lay lifeless, her eyes still open in death. Grimly, Kirak pressed her eyelids closed before rising to look around the chaos.
"Why?!" Kirak yelled in frustration.
Yusla was a sanctuary built by survivors of war who had gathered here, each seeking refuge. The kingdom had abandoned these people, but they had survived together in this place that they'd made their own. It wasn't a wealthy village, but it was good. For four years, this place had been the only solace Kirak knew.
Here were people who refused to give up on life, who had weathered hardships together, clinging to the hope of a better future. But now, these precious people, people who'd been through so much, were being slaughtered by...
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