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I am the Conduit of Change
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Here is a little story I'm working on. Hoping after some good comments to continue it.
Chapter 1- A Farm Day Gone Barbaric
Chapter 1- A Farm Day Gone Barbaric
"Feremuntrus! Honey, please get the cattle out of the barn real quick!" screamed Feremuntrus's mother, Danifille. "Coming mother!" replied Feremuntrus with loyalty. It was a bright sunny day in the farm of the Godwill located on the very steeps of the Redridge Mountains. Feremuntrus Godwill, a faithful and loyal 15 year old, was raised by his mother in the farm where their family resided in for over a century.
As activites continued in their monotonous aspects, a dark and unusual storm swept across the mountains. It was uncommon for such storms to spew in the ranges of the mountains but as most things are in Azeroth, anything may occur. The storm continued to roam the fields as if searching for something. Eventually after leaving destruction and desolation in it's path, it began to embark on a pathway into the Godwill farm.
Feremuntrus was busy working the cattle unaware of the storm that was approaching towards his own farm. He soon got the cattle out and noticed the sky was very dark. It was unusual and he went to tell his mother who was inside the farm house. "Mother! Mother!" he attempted to scream through the window. The result was silence as the storm continued to head towards the farm. He began to open the door but in utter unbelief, it was locked.
Feremuntrus was at the break of fear and came to a conclusion. He began to huddle the cattle back into the barn for protection while stepping in front of the storm. "If my fate lies from the power of this storm, then let this storm consume my essence". Knowing hiding wouldn't help, he raised his hands as if attempting to grab the storm and waited patiently. The storm near his fragile body, amazingly stopped. Feremuntrus was completely relieved and he dropped gleefully on the grassly plain.
With the storm's sudden pause, things were beginning to degrade and change around Feremuntrus. He saw the sky red like fire with the grounds dripped in blood. He was confused and frightened as to what was going on. He looked in the distance and saw the storm resuming its pathway towards him. He began to sprint with terror but was halted immediately thereafter. Dead bodies hold grip of his feet and in an instant, his body started to slowly become sucked into the blood in the field. As his body continued to sink lower a figure burst forward.
"My name is Sargaras mortal. You shall be the first of my corrupted creations. Abandon your impudent mortality and join me in glory and power beyond imagining!" The consuming of the blood staticed and defenceless Feremuntrus only listened and trembled with the site of this unnatural entity. Sargaras in his eyes resembled a demon with armor bent from the voids of the nether and skin of that crafted from the devil's own mind. "You have little time to decide your fate. Accept or be swept in death like all the other mortal fools" Feremuntrus staunchly replied, "I accept your request demon lord, but let my mother be spared of death." Sargaras felicitously replied. "Hehehe, Your mother will be clear of harm but only if you abandon this farm forever!"
Feremuntrus was stunned and couldn't believe the sudden choice he had to make. If he had left and stayed with his mother, they both would've been dead but if he chose to go, his mother would be safe with the exception of him never able to see her again. Feremuntrus concentrated fully aware of the vile abomination's impatience. Before Sargaras was about to scream in disgust, he swiftly answered," I shall go, let corruption manifest my purity. If my beloved mother be spared of harm, then I shall go" Sargaras, noticeable of his delectation pointed his large finger on the head of the consumed mortal form of Feremuntrus and then withdrew his finger. Feremuntrus suddenly felt a slight burn on his forehead. He was unable to find out what caused this grieving pain to his body which was being drenched in the dry blood that reached up to his neck.
The pain manifested his body spreading everywhere and unleashing much pain and suffering. The pain was so unbearable that he screamed hopelessly during the manifestation. His mother, who had locked herself in at the barn heard the screams and promptly recognized the sound of her dear beloved son. She came outside to see what had gone on with the blood and dark sky. She was shocked and as she turned her head towards Feremuntrus, she was near a stroke. The very sight of Sargaras spread like a nightmare around her body. Unable to let her fears succum herself, she ran up to Sargaras and attempted to assult him with her broom. "Hellish spawn, release my child, and let your corruption decay in hell forever!" she yelled in fury. "Foolish mortal" replied Sargaras, "The inevitable has already been achieved. It is only a matter of time before I have no use for this child and then I will only find another subordinate to replace him. Your impudence; however, shall not go unpunished though." Sargaras drew a massive cleaver and slaughtered Danifille without remorse.
Feremuntrus, who had witnessed this barbarity during his suffering, had erupted in a waterfall of tears. He had discovered the hopelessness of his decision and that his fate was now sewn in with the dictation of this fiend. He attempted to stop screaming and crying and closed his eyes after the suffering ended and fell in a horrific sleep.
As activites continued in their monotonous aspects, a dark and unusual storm swept across the mountains. It was uncommon for such storms to spew in the ranges of the mountains but as most things are in Azeroth, anything may occur. The storm continued to roam the fields as if searching for something. Eventually after leaving destruction and desolation in it's path, it began to embark on a pathway into the Godwill farm.
Feremuntrus was busy working the cattle unaware of the storm that was approaching towards his own farm. He soon got the cattle out and noticed the sky was very dark. It was unusual and he went to tell his mother who was inside the farm house. "Mother! Mother!" he attempted to scream through the window. The result was silence as the storm continued to head towards the farm. He began to open the door but in utter unbelief, it was locked.
Feremuntrus was at the break of fear and came to a conclusion. He began to huddle the cattle back into the barn for protection while stepping in front of the storm. "If my fate lies from the power of this storm, then let this storm consume my essence". Knowing hiding wouldn't help, he raised his hands as if attempting to grab the storm and waited patiently. The storm near his fragile body, amazingly stopped. Feremuntrus was completely relieved and he dropped gleefully on the grassly plain.
With the storm's sudden pause, things were beginning to degrade and change around Feremuntrus. He saw the sky red like fire with the grounds dripped in blood. He was confused and frightened as to what was going on. He looked in the distance and saw the storm resuming its pathway towards him. He began to sprint with terror but was halted immediately thereafter. Dead bodies hold grip of his feet and in an instant, his body started to slowly become sucked into the blood in the field. As his body continued to sink lower a figure burst forward.
"My name is Sargaras mortal. You shall be the first of my corrupted creations. Abandon your impudent mortality and join me in glory and power beyond imagining!" The consuming of the blood staticed and defenceless Feremuntrus only listened and trembled with the site of this unnatural entity. Sargaras in his eyes resembled a demon with armor bent from the voids of the nether and skin of that crafted from the devil's own mind. "You have little time to decide your fate. Accept or be swept in death like all the other mortal fools" Feremuntrus staunchly replied, "I accept your request demon lord, but let my mother be spared of death." Sargaras felicitously replied. "Hehehe, Your mother will be clear of harm but only if you abandon this farm forever!"
Feremuntrus was stunned and couldn't believe the sudden choice he had to make. If he had left and stayed with his mother, they both would've been dead but if he chose to go, his mother would be safe with the exception of him never able to see her again. Feremuntrus concentrated fully aware of the vile abomination's impatience. Before Sargaras was about to scream in disgust, he swiftly answered," I shall go, let corruption manifest my purity. If my beloved mother be spared of harm, then I shall go" Sargaras, noticeable of his delectation pointed his large finger on the head of the consumed mortal form of Feremuntrus and then withdrew his finger. Feremuntrus suddenly felt a slight burn on his forehead. He was unable to find out what caused this grieving pain to his body which was being drenched in the dry blood that reached up to his neck.
The pain manifested his body spreading everywhere and unleashing much pain and suffering. The pain was so unbearable that he screamed hopelessly during the manifestation. His mother, who had locked herself in at the barn heard the screams and promptly recognized the sound of her dear beloved son. She came outside to see what had gone on with the blood and dark sky. She was shocked and as she turned her head towards Feremuntrus, she was near a stroke. The very sight of Sargaras spread like a nightmare around her body. Unable to let her fears succum herself, she ran up to Sargaras and attempted to assult him with her broom. "Hellish spawn, release my child, and let your corruption decay in hell forever!" she yelled in fury. "Foolish mortal" replied Sargaras, "The inevitable has already been achieved. It is only a matter of time before I have no use for this child and then I will only find another subordinate to replace him. Your impudence; however, shall not go unpunished though." Sargaras drew a massive cleaver and slaughtered Danifille without remorse.
Feremuntrus, who had witnessed this barbarity during his suffering, had erupted in a waterfall of tears. He had discovered the hopelessness of his decision and that his fate was now sewn in with the dictation of this fiend. He attempted to stop screaming and crying and closed his eyes after the suffering ended and fell in a horrific sleep.