Fuego's Point of View
My eyes wandered around the lifeless land of Monster Realm. There is this frustrating and itchy feeling welling up inside me as I look around to find my minor gods. The whole place seemed to be so quiet; so peaceful that you can hear the cry of the wind as it blows the sand of this barren land. The sky is not getting any lighter. It is still broad daylight but the rays of the sun no longer kiss the land for the blanket of gray sky is blocking even a single ray.
“Where could they possibly be?” I wondered, eyes carefully searching even the farthest corners of the place. This is the first time I ever got frustrated over something. I felt like I was being played by the monsters that used to grovel and tremble before me or by just my mere presence.
I tried using the lin
