I woke up with a start, heart jumping up and down in my chest. I looked for the wounds on my body, but there were none. Then I realized, I wasn’t in Ice Valley anymore. It was a dark, small home, with only the basic needs of survival. “I was a bit worried, I thought you were dead”, the mystery voice said. My senses were still blurry so I couldn’t tell if it was a man and a woman. It took a few moments to adjust to my surroundings and I saw a man sitting in a chair, reading a book, “Survival in El Nath”.

“Ugggh, where am I? Who are you?”, I asked. He suddenly closed his book and put it back on the shelf. “Scadur’s the name, I saw the fight, and to be truthful, you are the first to fight that well against that guild.”
“Guild?“, I wondered, then a sudden jolt shocked me, I remembered everything until I started getting angry.
“Yeah, you shot your Dragon’s Tail right through the young Jr. Master’s heart, the Master’s son.”
“Dragon’s Tail? But I’m a White Knight!”
“Really? It was a Dragon’s Tail when I brought you here to my home, but when I went out to the market to buy something, it must’ve changed back. I thought I saw a flash of light, it was weird since there was nothing to light in the whole entire home except these unlit candles”, he said, as he held out some candles.

“Thank you for your hospitality, but I must be going now”, I waved a goodbye, picked up my DoomBringer, strangely, it felt lighter than ever. “Hmm, it might not be a good time to wonder about this now“, I thought and put it on my back. I used a Tower Scroll to go back up to Orbis, the City of Fairies. When I stepped out the Orbis Tower, what I saw shocked me. Orbis was covered in flames, burning all the homes. . . . . Just as I thought, he must be starting his quest to take over this world again, after 2 generations, I thought and hurriedly to the Orbis Station. The usher wasn’t there, but the tickets were. I decided to take a few tickets, both to Ellinia and to Ludibrium. I ran to the port where the ship was going to Ellinia. I ran up to the top, it was just about to leave! The usher, who obviously didn’t know that Orbis was gone, just stood there. I gave the ticket to the Usher, “Too late, the ships gone.” Then my patience wouldn’t hold, my rage came and I just bursted from the platform to the ship in almost a second. The usher, dumbfounded by what I just did, fell down, due to the velocity of the wind speed. My rage subsided and once again, I didn’t know what happened. Oh well, at least I made it to the ship, things couldn’t be any worse, I thought, but I spoke too soon, for the Crimson Balrog were there.

But this Balrog wasn’t a regular one. It was pure white, instead of the original brown ones. All the people fighting this Balrog either got killed by the Balrog or got thrown off the boat. “FALL BACK!”, I yelled, they looked at me like some kind of maniac. The Balrog took this chance to try and attack the other people. I bursted forward and in a flash, I was in front of it, face to face. I attacked with lightning speed and drove it back. It flew up, I ran up to the lookout tower above the ship and used my strength and speed to jump towards the boat the balrog was going for and completely decimated it. The Balrog looked at me, with anger in its eyes and blasted some sort of magical blast of dark energy at me. Experienced with magic from the White Knight inside of me, I focused mana onto the sharp side of my DoomBringer and bursted towards the blast. It was far larger than normal and it was gray instead of black, but I still sliced right through it and dropped down. I was on the tip of the ship now, the balrog came right at me. I thought quickly of what to do and slammed my sword right in front of me. I used my strength and propelled myself and my sword up into the air and went straight past it. Then I focused some more mana into my sword and did my signature skill, Sonicboom. The wave of mana cleaved right through the Balrog’s tough skin and cut him in half. The Balrog was finished.

This had been the second most exhausting fight of my life and I had little room to move in. Everyone looked at me like I was a freak and I heard whispers.
This must be the freak . . . . . . . freak. . . . . . . freak. . . .
I looked at the ground, shocked, Freak. . . . . . . . . freak. . . . . . . ., the thought kept replaying over and over in my head, Am I really a freak?

I hope this was long enough for some of you out there. Also, I’m recruiting people for my story. Applications should go as follows:
Name:
Age:
Features:
Class:
Hobbies:
Hates:
Armor:
Quests: (optional)

Example:Name:Jake
Age:15
Features: Piercing blue eyes, Dark hair, Scar on face
Class: Hermit
Hobbies: Likes to be alone, fight
Hates: Guilds, The [a certain name] Guild
Armor: Silver Identity, Sauna Robe, Black Snowshoes, Black Giles Cape, Black Scarab