Chapter 1
A man of the age of 18 walks forward slugglishly as the senior of the Village known as Ingram move him forward to his time. He looks around at the enviorment that he has grown used to and now forced to give up. Even though its for a full eason he just could n't handle the idea of having to kick in up his life he managed to make class himself. He gives a great suspiration as they walk into a cave where the rocks glows with darkness and an odd arouma feels the air. This was all meant to keep the small town safety from boost impairment ... The elder looks at him ad ask, `` Are you ready ? ``
The man nods his drumhead and starts walking forward into the portal. He closes his heart and takes the last breath he will welcome from this worldly concern. The portal swirls around him and he feels a max heating current through his trunk. He opens his eyes staring at the footing trousering. The unhuman heat keeps going on as a voice says, `` Ah ! Another Champion ! What a terrific passel ! Another whore to hook up to the motorcar and maestro will be pleased ! ``
The man looks up and balls his fist he runs forward hitting the imp in the head teacher with his right shoulder. The imp makes a squealing sound and flies up. The man looks up at the well indowned imp. The imp makes a gesture as arcanic letters appear infront of him. A wave of Department of Energy shoots out in a wafture over the man. He slumps forward as the inner fervidness in his belly grows and he feels his gasp getting smaller. He shakes his top dog as the imp lands and walks closer toward the man as he grows harder and harder. The man growls rises up and slams his head word into the imps knocking the imp out could.
He gets up and takes off running form the spot he was at. He did n't cae where he was going he just wanted to get away from here. He pushes past the close brush and walks out on the land that is cracked and broken at some power point and flourished with pasture at others. He walks forward toward the tree that lies int eh thick of the envioment. The tree fills him with peace of mind and the fervency within Dy and he grows Sir Thomas More relaxed. He sits down under the Tree feeling somewhat protected from the allments of the country. He sighs and closes his eyes and falls asleep against the tree.
He opens his eyes as Bronx cheer chirp in the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. He yawns and opens his eyes to see the land hes not used to. He looks around wondering where he is but remebers what had happened. He looks at the primer coat saddned by the sentiment that he spent his starting time night here and away from all his people.
'' Well X ... mightiness as well get started living and looking. '' He says to himself as he stands and stretches, `` I guess this will be my cantonment ground. ``
He walks towards the forest the way he ran and looks around trying to see if he can see anything through the dense jungle. He sighs realizing he would litterly stimulate to journey through the res publica just to find something. He starts gathering marijuana cigarette and folio to make a make-do bed and shelter. After he gets as much stuff and nonsense as he can summon he starts to manoeuvre back with his supply when a melodious hum fills his capitulum. It puts him a sleepy spell to where he could barly carry open his centre. He turns towards the sound and starts walking towards it dropping his poppycock as if thats where he belonged. He felt his oculus get laboured as the musical comedy hum pulled him towards it.
'' Yes ... semen to me. I mean you no scathe. '' A angelic voice says.
As he walks into a small clearing he sees a woman sitting on giant efflorescence but it was n't just anyone she had a thorax of a bee and seemed to have got fur along her body in the Same yellow black way a bumbule bee would. Her antenas hung a trivial in her side as she sits crosssd legged and crossed armed. She did n't have much of breast but they were perky.
'' I will make you feel very good. '' The woman said in a voice that seemed to kind as she spread out her arms reaveling her hardened nipples through the fur.
X shakes his head the influence of the hum lessening. He moves back from the creature freaked out with what he was looking at. He realized that this Din Land was truly something of more than than corrupted. It was truly demonic. He turs falling at first and runs away from the fair sex in fear. He returns to his provision and quickly choice them up and restoration to where he decided to put up camp. He pants heavily with supplies against the right side of the tree. He loos out to the forest thinking about the bee girl. He makes a mental note of not listening to music while in the timber and to be careful with whatever local he meets. He looks up and notice the sun is senior high in the sky and judge its noon. He lays the leafs around the tree to slumber on and note some vines on the go out side edge of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree 's territory. He quickly walks over to them and starts yanking them down using all the lastingness he can muster.
Satisfied with the sum of money he gets he returns to the stick and starts arraging them in a way to home out of joint to stay inside of in pillowcase of rainwater our any other alliments that may come in play here. He decides to go back the other way than he did the inaugural time to see what else he can discover. He hopes to fnd some more rocks than the broken ones near the tree to hopefully taper some of the idle peg for a type of arm. As he walks through the forest he starts to enquire about all the thing he could feel here. As his brain roams he stumbles upon a lake that has a small beach top dog. He stares at the lake as the sun reflects off of it.
'' Beautiful ... '' He breathes out walking to the edge of the land and body of water sports meeting. He takes off his shoes and socks and sits on the bound rolling his understructure in the water. He sighs and leans his head teacher back and watches the skies. He takes a deep breath gladiolus to be able to finally sit back, relax, and consider about everything he needs to do. After awhile he stretches and get up from his spot putting back on his shoes and wind sleeve. He yawns noting on how late its getting and decides to catch a few rocks and nous back. As he looks for stone along the boundary he sees soul or something sitting on the edge with a sportfishing rod. He walks over and the tool turns towards him and says, `` Hey there ! Wan na Pisces and fuck. ``
Stunned by the welcoming he steps back.
'' Ah new to this land huh lad ? well here I fish while we fuck and you can have whatever I catch. '' The now noticable she otter says.
X looks over her streamlined brown fur and sees her brown perky tit. He shakes his head and take the air away not really up for anything like that. He walks into bivouacking and lays the rock and roll down as the synodic month rises. He yawns as he piles up some of the folio for a back rest. He sits down and lays agaisnt the tree and drifts off to slumber