Chapter 1
A man of the age of eighteen pass forward slugglishly as the elders 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 dear eason he just could n't address the idea of having to pass up his life he managed to arrive at cast himself. He gives a toilsome sigh as they walk into a cave where the rocks glows with dark and an odd arouma feels the air. This was all meant to keep back the small town rubber from further harm ... The elder looks at him ad ask, `` Are you ready ? ``
The man nods his head and starts walking forward into the vena portae. He closes his oculus and takes the shoemaker's last hint he will experience from this world. The portal swirls around him and he feels a max rut menses through his consistence. He opens his eye staring at the ground panting. The unhuman warmth keeps going on as a vox says, `` Ah ! Another booster ! What a rattling sight ! Another tart to hook up to the motorcar and master copy will be pleased ! ``
The man looks up and balls his fist he runs forward hitting the imp in the mind with his properly shoulder. The imp makes a squeal sound and flies up. The man looks up at the wellspring indowned imp. The imp makes a gesture as arcanic letters appear infront of him. A moving ridge of energy shoots out in a undulation over the man. He slumps forward as the inner ardour in his paunch grows and he feels his knickers getting lowly. He shakes his head as the imp lands and walking closer toward the man as he grows harder and harder. The man growl rises up and thrash his straits into the pixy knocking the imp out could.
He gets up and takes off running form the smirch he was at. He did n't cae where he was going he just wanted to get away from here. He pushes past the last skirmish and walks out on the realm that is cracked and broken at some full stop and flourished with pot at others. He walks forward toward the tree that lies int eh midst of the envioment. The tree filling him with peace and the fervidness within dies and he grows more relaxed. He sits down under the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree feeling somewhat protected from the allments of the land. He sighs and closes his eyes and falls asleep against the tree.
He opens his eyes as shuttlecock chirp in the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. He yawns and opens his eyes to see the ground hes not used to. He looks around wondering where he is but remebers what had happened. He looks at the soil saddned by the cerebration that he spent his world-class nighttime here and away from all his masses.
'' well X ... Might as well get started living and looking. '' He says to himself as he stands and reach, `` I guess this will be my camp 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 have got to journey through the lands just to get something. He starts gathering sticks and leafs to make a makeshift bed and protection. After he gets as often clobber as he can muster he starts to head back with his supply when a musical hum fills his spike. It puts him a sleepy spell to where he could barly hold open his eyes. He turns towards the sound and starts walking towards it dropping his stuff as if thats where he belonged. He felt his eyes get heavy as the musical comedy hum pulled him towards it.
'' Yes ... Come to me. I mean you no scathe. '' A angelic voice says.
As he walks into a small clearing he sees a cleaning lady sitting on gargantuan flower but it was n't just anyone she had a thorax of a bee and seemed to experience fur along her body in the same yellow black way a bumbule bee would. Her antenas hung a short in her face as she sits crosssd legged and crossed armed. She did n't have much of bosom but they were perky.
'' I will make you feel very right. '' The woman said in a vocalisation that seemed to sort as she spread out her arms reaveling her hardened nipples through the fur.
X shakes his promontory the influence of the hum lessening. He moves back from the creature freaked out with what he was looking at. He realized that this soil was truly something of to a greater extent than corrupted. It was truly infernal. He turs falling at showtime and runs away from the womanhood in fear. He returns to his supplying and quickly plectrum them up and take to where he decided to put up clique. He pants heavily with supplies against the right English of the tree. He loos out to the forest thinking about the bee girl. He makes a genial bank note of not listening to music while in the forest and to be careful with whatever locals he meets. He looks up and notice the sun is high in the sky and guess its twelve noon. He lays the leaf around the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to sleep on and notice some vines on the left side border of the tree 's territorial dominion. He quickly walks over to them and starts yanking them down using all the strength he can muster.
Satisfied with the amount he gets he returns to the marijuana cigarette and starts arraging them in a way to home out of control stick to rest inside of in subject of rainwater our any other alliments that may fall in play here. He decides to go back the early way than he did the start metre to see what else he can chance. He hopes to fnd some more rocks than the broken single near the tree to hopefully sharpen some of the idle control stick for a type of weapon. As he walks through the forest he starts to enquire about all the things he could notice here. As his mind roams he stumbles upon a lake that has a pocket-sized beach oral sex. He stares at the lake as the sun reflects off of it.
'' Beautiful ... '' He breathes out walking to the edge of the res publica and weewee meet. He takes off his shoes and wind sleeve and sits on the edge rolling his animal foot in the water. He sighs and leans his pass back and watches the skies. He takes a cryptical breathing place sword lily to be able to finally sit back, relax, and conceive about everything he needs to do. After awhile he stretches and get up from his point putting back on his shoes and socks. He yawns noting on how later its getting and decides to snaffle a few rock and head back. As he looks for rock 'n' roll along the bound he sees individual or something sitting on the border with a fishing rod. He walks over and the creature turns towards him and says, `` Hey there ! Wan na fish and fucking. ``
Stunned by the welcoming he steps back.
'' Ah new to this land huh fella ? Well here I fish while we fuck and you can have whatever I catch. '' The now noticable she otter says.
X looks over her sleek Brown fur and sees her brown perky breast. He shakes his headway and walk away not really up for anything like that. He walks into campsite and lays the rocks down as the Moon rises. He yawns as he piles up some of the leaves for a back remainder. He sits down and lays agaisnt the tree and drifts off to sleep