Spectral Claws: Ancient Recurring

A Torn Page(Surge of the Terroters) Collection of Faudain- Part 2

A warrior had risen out of the shadows of the Glendin villages and he was about to top even the greatest warriors of the kingdom who fought a hundred men just by seeking out this one creature or a spirit or many that terrorize people all near this land and turn them into some kind of an insane beast. It was a story in and on itself. My mind castle was taking me back into places that I never knew existed, I really found such a person without even knowing his name but his history and his stories staying and featured in my mind right now. I continued to listen to it.

The thoughts received my command and I proceeded to continue taking all the past memories that aware people wouldn't even know it was their kin's past memory. I treated this like a file, a module that encapsulates all the necessary information only that is suitable and matches the happenings and necessity of the present situation. This was all just the beginning, to hit the border of my mind and go beyond the history that included me.

The person stood thereafter taking down what seemed to be his own fellow villagers and had strolled towards the entrance and pushing the gate, he went onto another pale ground, rocked and rough. There was plasma dropping out of nowhere through giant mists covering a little bit of the sky. The plasma flowed and hit the surface until it couldn't reach the one above on which he was standing. This all seemed quite built and planned by someone to have an infrastructure like this. Here it seemed like this was made as a way for the castle but no one knew what the hell or how it even got here. He strolled past the giant rocks with his mighty swords, seeing blood on the ground and passing them after investigating. He seemed quite agitated to go to the path where it had shined quite a bit and he was frustrated to know no one existed here but then also a bit peaceful to know nobody else turned, or none of those living.

He went on the giant strange rock with spikes and carvings of something like the symbol of alpha on it. It seemed round but unevenly shaped and almost like it had been stuffed with something. He laid beside it as it seemed comfortable enough to lay on and watched the skies that are barely visible due to the formation of mists or whatever they were and he was leaning onto the rock to take a good rest before battling his foes.

As he kept his right cheek on his ears were also placed upon it and at which he heard some sort of heartbeat and breathing and this was quite spooky at the time where the rock seemed like the only bright object that had been staying there for a while. He had kept his knife down and he slowly crawled back to get it. He looked upon the stone which made the ground vibrate as it was about to transform and this time he didn't stay down.

He got up holding his sword to see and fight whatever came his way and he held it against his body ready to strike and glanced at the object that was rising.

As big and tall as hill rose a beast with a faceless and carved head entity as it stood and watched the palace grounds. It made sounds that seemed to be deep and echoing everywhere as it was loud and deep within the body of the rock giant was a heart that seemed to beat more when it's awake.

His chest shone and the sword clicked as the man neared to it bravely and looked up at it slowly opening his mouth, "I'm here for my people, i-i wanna know why this happened to them." The stone giant kneeled to him and said, "Hmmmmm, you seem like a kind and good person, do you wish to stay as a kind and good person?... I would beg to differ as I saw what you did outside but to get where you need you need to pass a few ..trials perhaps." He said with his brilliant vibrating voice and structure. He then knew this stone was just a person that helps people like us, "You seem to care? I thought wrong. Why not help people?"

Upon asking this question the rock's existence and nature were also questioned putting all of his perceptions to hell about what this is about and it only got way more complicated as he answered, "I'm an instrument here to display the dangers and rules of these trials that may horrify you to death or let you become the bravest soul to take not much but one treasure from this castle ...and I am only here to do my duties." None of this seemed to have explained why these people turned but he had to find out so he accepted to listen to the statements it had to say

, "I see, you are still here then you must listen to me, ...oh well perhaps a piece of stone would help with carvings? I have become old enough to process and speak more information. It's time for me to sleep before I waste another breath." It threw down a piece of stone as suddenly it let its hand inside its chest and took a tablet out laying it on the floor and curving back into a subtle rock,"Goodbye." The man rushed to him eagerly and worriedly, "wait, wait! sir giant but I-..I-" he sighed but as soon as he saw the stone on the ground he had taken it and took a glance.

It showed waves like that from the ocean moving towards the northern side and beside it a place marked with the horn symbol and another place with a danger symbol like its crossed. That was the place he needed to go to and that was the exact place that me and Derik were seeking out.

This place if you see is beneath Germany connecting to god knows where, whatever mythical creature lived there it didn't let anyone take back this treasure, hoping it still doesn't exist except the treasure which does we had to go through more inside this mind palace but Naufilius was trying to sneak in as he felt a drive towards this story as it leads here...

"I seek there that the treasure where it shan't be hidden but I don't seek within in the palace that finds me comfort and the true...rhythm." That quote hurt my head and I could feel my other side of the brain shaking a bit but that resonated with everything in me that included Naufilius and I had been ever more driven to this story.

"I must take a voyage to the dawn of the Red fruiters and then go to the Yellahim palace upon which I will seek the treasure of the lands away but hopefully not visit one fondler who said to have got the worst and turned into a wrecking beast of false magic...--an older stroller..." He had read what was ever written back in the tablet and he was worried but had gained insight that there were more people who took down this path surviving till here...but he and every one of the village knew they never returned.

It was his turn now, to go inside with might and seek justice he gave a deep breath and set foot to take the path to a brighter future where this knowledge will help people like me unless someone had probably already known that I had worked on this and found me...I really hope my friend didn't, here I have the uneasy feeling that I might not be right...

"Faudian , you sneaky son of a...you really knew about the place huh...right then to Germany. I'll come to get you as soon as I can and if not, the filthy treasure....hell yeah."