Achaean News
voices
Written by: Krazy Kaltar, the Mentally Unstable
Date: Monday, September 7th, 1998
Addressed to: Everyone
He awoke one day, one unlike any other, and prepared for another day of training and meditation. He greeted his fellow Achaeans as he passed by, and they greeted him back. As he passed through the streets of Shallam, he admired the beauty of the city, and the magnificent palace that loomed over the city. As he arrived at his destination, he greeted everyone who also gathered to the garden to seek knowledge from the Prophet, Averroes. He listened to his teacher and learned very carefully.
Then he heard something...a voice. A voice so terrifying he could not concentrate on his studies. He covered his ears to try to stop the voices, but it did not work. Soon after, his physical body started to be affected by the unseen powers. He started to twitch vioently and screamed in agony. He tore at his hair and his clothes, even hit himself but nothing seemed to stop the horrible effects. He could not concentrate on anything and could not think clearly. The voices would not stop. His clothes torn and eyes filled with rage, he tried to attack anything that came near him. His face showed the constant pain he suffered and sweat broke from his face. He finally attacked another monk and was defeated.
As he walked through the halls toward Sarapis's chamber, the corridors changed constantly and he was back to the entrance once again. He walked and walked but he was brought back each time. Voices still attacked him then, and he ran through endlessly through the halls untill another god summoned him to life. The world was filled with chaos, and not even the gods knew what was wrong. The voices suddenly attacked him again and the pain started again. He ran and ran but couldnt escape from the pain burning from inside. He didnt understand why this was hapening to him. Why did he have to suffer? What did he do wrong with his life? He tried to think but the pain distracted him. He bacame more insane over time, and noone could help him.
To be continued.....
hope you injoyed that 🙂
Krazy Kaltar, the Mentally Unstable
Penned by my hand on the 6th of Mayan, in the year 199 AF.
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voices
Written by: Krazy Kaltar, the Mentally Unstable
Date: Monday, September 7th, 1998
Addressed to: Everyone
He awoke one day, one unlike any other, and prepared for another day of training and meditation. He greeted his fellow Achaeans as he passed by, and they greeted him back. As he passed through the streets of Shallam, he admired the beauty of the city, and the magnificent palace that loomed over the city. As he arrived at his destination, he greeted everyone who also gathered to the garden to seek knowledge from the Prophet, Averroes. He listened to his teacher and learned very carefully.
Then he heard something...a voice. A voice so terrifying he could not concentrate on his studies. He covered his ears to try to stop the voices, but it did not work. Soon after, his physical body started to be affected by the unseen powers. He started to twitch vioently and screamed in agony. He tore at his hair and his clothes, even hit himself but nothing seemed to stop the horrible effects. He could not concentrate on anything and could not think clearly. The voices would not stop. His clothes torn and eyes filled with rage, he tried to attack anything that came near him. His face showed the constant pain he suffered and sweat broke from his face. He finally attacked another monk and was defeated.
As he walked through the halls toward Sarapis's chamber, the corridors changed constantly and he was back to the entrance once again. He walked and walked but he was brought back each time. Voices still attacked him then, and he ran through endlessly through the halls untill another god summoned him to life. The world was filled with chaos, and not even the gods knew what was wrong. The voices suddenly attacked him again and the pain started again. He ran and ran but couldnt escape from the pain burning from inside. He didnt understand why this was hapening to him. Why did he have to suffer? What did he do wrong with his life? He tried to think but the pain distracted him. He bacame more insane over time, and noone could help him.
To be continued.....
hope you injoyed that 🙂
Krazy Kaltar, the Mentally Unstable
Penned by my hand on the 6th of Mayan, in the year 199 AF.
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