In a world divided by magic, where ages of wars created tensions and hatred between humans and Granted, a force of pure malice appeared; slowly ravaging and killing everything. A young human boy, would get himself in the middle of this new war for survival in a world torn apart by pain. Follow the adventure of this hero-to-become that tries to heal generations of anger and save the world from Darkness.

Demons of the fog

This time I heard it well. As I could not talk, I just managed to nod hoping that it will understand. 


It smiled. I think it was a smile. It said " very well then, it seems to me that you can't talk right now, I guess that's normal due to how bad your state was. For now, try to rest, if you need anything just whistle. Wait are you able to whistle? ". 


I was relieved that it wasn't that evil, so I tried again to make a word, "Tha-Thanks". 


It looked at me and said " you quite have the soul of a warrior but don't overdo yourself " 


He then got up and walked towards the door. 


" Okay, I still have something to do so I'll catch you later kid" , then it left.


Foggy smile