Winter_Iris

Issac Zaid, a psychiatrist that has risen in popularity over the fact that, whoever enters his clinic, comes out feeling like 'all the negativity of their life was sucked away'. 

No one knows anything about this man, not even his closest friend, Soren Usoro, who has been trying to find out more about his friend by exchanging numbers with his one night stands but they always disappear the day after they were with him. 

It did not help that Issac is sometimes covered in bruises and injuries that looked too severe for him to have survived them or the fact that, under his eyepatch, is nothing but an almost empty socket and something glistening in the darkness.

What could he be hiding? And why is he not dead from his sugar consumption yet? Five whole cakes a day is not a healthy diet! 

"Issac! Put that abomination down!"

"Sorry, did you want some honey-dipped, chocolate-coated strawberry cheesecake with sprinkles, cherries and coconut shavings, Soren? You can have a bite. I am not sharing the whipped cream topping though." 

"I DON'T WANT IT!!!"

Forge of Shadows

The creatures immediately placed Issac on the ground, in front of the large tornado rooster.

"I'm guessing you want me to help?" Issac asked, chuckling. The creatures nodded at him in agreement.

I see. Staring up at the creature in front of him, the man attempted to try and understand what it was but that was not helpful, as if anyone expected it to be.

What do I do about this creature?  How am I supposed to know??

He stared at his hands, maybe I can ... oh well, you only live once.

He had to first go through a river of centipedes that were doing a good job holding the creature back but they were dying faster than they were able to hold it back, let alone take it down.

Looking at the centipede that carried him, Issac tapped it as it turned to him, tilting its baby head to the side.

"I need to get to it. Can you clear the way?"

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