WordlyMysteries

The world doesn't lack geniuses, nor does it lack monstrous prodigies
And if that wasn't enough it is also filled with opportunities for those who wish to climb the top without a talent of their own
Thus some are born among the stars while others rise into the sky like the morning sun
But one couldn't accept his fate, nor the fate he would acquire. Instead, he wanted to be the one to create those who reach the apex, the one to give and take, for he had enough of the worlds whimsical tides

Master Of Myths

The harsh sound of metal cutting into rock came from the sky as the tenacious climber continued on her journey up

'Skyscraper hight I said, yeah right'

This tension climber though was whining in her thoughts as she threw her self up again for what felt like the thousandth time, wondering when this endless cliff would finally show its top

'My sense of proportion must be skewed'

She couldn't help but feel so as she had been climbing this cliff for a total of three hours, covering between one to two meters with each lift, while she did indeed take a few seconds between each one she must have crossed two kilometres already

It wasn't all bad news though since the further up she went the less poison there was in the walls, by this point the black hazy walls turned dark brown, the poison within them incapable of going through her aura which prolonged the life of her weapon, at least until it was chipped by the now harder rocks

Its All Fun And Games Until Someone's Master Gets Shot