Derion
“Why am I covered in blood?” I murmured to myself. I was covered in blood from head to toe, the metallic tang burning through my nostrils, feeding something deep inside of me. I looked around to see if I could find any clues, but there was nothing.
“Where the f**k am I?” I asked aloud not expecting an answer but hoping for one just the same. I tried to walk forward but my body was stuck in place. The only light in the entire place was trained on my blood stained body.
“Blood must be repaid for the blood that has been spilled,” a voice called out from nowhere. My body tensed as the hairs on the back of my neck stood on edge. The voice sent a chill down my back and if I weren’t glued in place, I might have ran.
“Still a coward? Shame. I’d thought after a millennia of wreaking h
