Grunting and gasping for air, Night dropped to the floor, exhausted, after the last of the mushroom had keeled over, dead. Night picked himself up, and walked over to a rock that he had spotted, and dropped his weapon, a Triangular Zamadar, onto the floor. With another large exhale of air, he reached into his pack, pulling out a potion, of which he sipped appreciatively.

Night had been born of royalty, from the strongest man in Perion. His mother, a powerful mage, had died in a raid of archers when he was young. After her death, his father had put up all of her things for sale, including a powerful Blue Screamer that she had forged for him, and her specially crafted Kage. Both had a strong aura around them. When Night saw that his father was selling the 2 most prized possessions that his mother had, he grabbed them, and left.

His father had forced him into warrior training, even though he never seemed to be able to parry attacks from his trainer. When he was training outside, however, one of the stumps had dropped him a Triangular Zamadar, which he quickly mastered, and used for his training, but his father had disapproved, saying that he wanted his son to follow his footsteps.

His father never cared for him, always busy with work. He had told Night that it was for the greater good, to exterminate all his opposition. He had become a corrupted man, and opposed everything. He had forcefully evicted Dances With Balrog from his throne, and banished him from Perion.

Dances With Balrog had retreated to Ellinia, where he worked with the other 3 Elders of Victoria to fight back against this man.

With another sigh, Night picked up his weapon and left for Kerning. He knew that the Dark Lord would help him if he told him that he opposed his father.

With the last flick of his claw, his final stars came out and killed the Green Mushroom, the only one that he had seen around Kerning. Suddenly, he heard a rumble and turned around. Fear stretched across his face as he saw a horde of Orange Mushrooms pop out of nowhere.

Night was walking and neared Kerning when he heard a scream. He ran to its source to find a runt of an assassin hanging for dear life on a rope. He walked up to the mushrooms and threw a fruit knife to the rogue, who dropped down and began to fight the mushrooms with him.

He sent out telepathic thoughts of screams and jumped up onto a rope when he saw the horde of Mushrooms. His claw would be useless at close range, he could do nothing but hope for someone to come. Suddenly, he saw a bandit rush up to greet the horde. He threw him a fruit knife, which he grabbed, and began to attack.

2 minutes later, they both dropped down onto the hard, brick ground, breathing hard, but grinning because of the adrenaline from the assault.

He said nothing, but handed back the fruit knife.

Night wondered why the person he had just saved would not talk. He decided to introduce himself first.

“Nasty little incident you got yourself into, eh? Hey, my name is Night. What’s yours?”

Again, the person said nothing, but motioned for him to follow.

“Where are we going?”

Again, nothing.

“Cheerful person.” Night thought, as he ran after the rogue.

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I thought I would try a story, after reading some of the stories the MMOTales had to offer. Any comments will be noted and I will try to fit it into my story. As for the title, I don’t know yet. I will make it up as I go.