Forest Of Dead Trees – AKA Zombie Zone
Elnath, Orbis
4 AM

It was a desolate place; rock after ice, ice after rock, not a sound could be heard, apart from the silent bemoaning of the men that once fell there. Their footsteps dragged on, one by one. Their remaining leg was the only support that they had, the other empty socket was left carelessly lugged behind them on the grounds. They relentlessly patrolled the icy paths, waiting for another innocent by passer, to catch their gaze with their protruding eye. Their goal? To poison the traveler, and after the unlucky one died, to create another zombie from the remnants..
Little as they know that today… will be their final day

Elnath Village
Elnath, Orbis
6 AM
In the village of El Nath, situated after the great Yeti peaks, Scadur the hunter was impatiently patrolling the grounds.
-“God, where is the captain?
*mimics the captain* “Oh, I shall be here at 5 AM, just to ensure that the army is up and running”

He silently pouted to himself, swinging his spear at the crusaders passing by.

“Now, now, someone’s in a bad mood”
Scadur whirled around expecting the captain, however, the person who was standing well, floating in front of him had no resemblances to the captain in any way… Dressed in a blue cloak, a long hood covered his face, only revealing a long red scar. Scadur, mused at the figure standing in front of him, was frozen. Despite the fact that he wore especially 2 fur coats to protect him from the cold…

-“Who… who are you?”
-“I am Tyrus, born from the ashes, raised in the volcanoes. I’ve come to help to eliminate the zombies from that area.”
-“This cannot be true, when I was a child, they said that Tyrus was a mere legend! A myth! Non-existant!”
-“Oh stop your blabbering, I was just born yesterday. *does the -_-” face*
-“Ah well. You’ll have to wait for the captain to come though, ol’ chap”
-“Hmm, no matter, here he is now..”

A blurry image fell from the sky, a trail of blue following the.. thing. In an instant, a loud thump hit the snow, propelling patches of ice and snowflakes everywhere. After wiping his face of the horrid material, Scadur saw not 1, not 3, but 2 legs waving frantically out of the dump.

Tyrus, floating a few meters away, drifted towards the legs. With a simple pull, he heaved the captain out.
Captain: *not looking at who helped him* “Pfft, I don’t need your help Scadur, you know perfectly well that the parachutes I designed are perfect! Oh great, my glasses broke again…”
Scadur: “Er, chappie, I’m over here.”
Captain: “Eh?..”
He glanced at Scadur, then at the man who helped him. “What the?! Who is that guy?”

Tyrus, with his booming voice, explained who he was, and his purpose here. He ranted on and on about his life and what did he do… After a while, the captain got bored and politely told him to stop, “Good.. good, we needed another one.. anyways, kindly join the rest of the army and then we’ll depart!”

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The army was composed of 2 soldiers and a half. A poor bowman, and Tyrus. The captain stood there in disbelief, and screamed at Scadur what happened to the army. “Oh emm, gee, yeah.. about that.. err.. there was umm.. a yeti this morning.. and err.. it sorta.. trampled the troops.. .. yeah..”

…

Gah.

Then after, the zombies came and ate them up. ^^ The End.

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Ok no, that wasn’t the real ending. Here’s the real thing:
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The army was composed of four main parts. The warriors, lead by a tanned man named Kaisa. The bowmen, lead by Archiva. The Mages, lead by Leonidas. The night lords, lead by Zar. The four stood magnificently in front of the battalion of spearmen, hunters, legends, heros, you name it. They marched with the beat of the cadence, beating onward.

Forest Of Dead Trees – AKA Zombie Zone
Elnath, Orbis
11 AM

The zombies felt an approaching force, it wasn’t anything they ever felt before.. it was an aura, a blue one. Even if they had lost their brains, the vital functions were still there. The basic instinct of survival came to them, they regrouped forming a mass of black colored clothes and stinky gases.

As the cadence bleated onwards, Tyrus stuck behind the army, he knew something that the pitiful soldiers didn’t. Zombies, as soon as they die, another one rises from the ashes.. it was an impossible mission.. but he mustn’t tell, for it is the destiny of the Army to die. They marched forwards, and with a final step. The whole army stopped in their tracks.

A horn blew. It was the signal to get ready.
Every soldier pulled out a weapon of some sort. The cavalry in front had spears, red as the blood itself, shiny as the diamond, hard as the moon, shaped like a serpent’s tongue. The mages quietly prepared their spells, the night lords shining their stars.

There was a pause in all the action. A slight shocking breeze flowed past…

Then, the signal was given. A single arrow flew across the sky.
A sound so terrible resonated across the ground. The sound, of a million soldiers shouting. Mixed with the sudden charge of the entire army.
In the eyes of captain, the zombies had no chance of survival. It was victory for sure.
Little did he know, that he, also, was wrong.

Clash after clash, swing after swing, the zombies fell, one by one. Slowly their numbers decreased, there was only 5 left, no, 4! not even! 3, 2, 1, 1 and a half, oh, there goes the head, 1, and then, there were none

The army shouted their victory. Captain jumped euphorically and shouted, “This deserves a great toast! Let’s go everyone!”
They turned their backs and marched away, but not long after, they heard a sound that made their blood cold.
The moans of.. an undead.

Captain whirled around, calling Scadur to come along. He pointed at the ashes with a trembling finger.. they were.. moving. “What’s happening..”

In an instant the ashes rose up, to form a single leg, and a second one, the body rebuilt itself, as if magic had taken place, two arms sprouted, and a single humongous head popped out. The ashes had morphed into one.. one single .. zombie.

With a swipe of his arm, a cloud of poison rose above the army. Choking slowly, Captain and Scadur attempted to escape. Without prevail.
The army died, along with the leaders.

Tyrus, staying behind, noticed that it was his time to strike.
-“You have killed me once in the past.. it will not happen again!”
He pulled out a blade, twice as long as himself. Twin serpents ran down the dark blade, with a tip that can slice diamond. He lowered himself, crouched, and propelled himself towards the gigantic monster. Flinging his blade at the eye, he turned around and faced the village.

Behind him, a scene so macabre, it cannot be described with the power of words, happened.

A shadow fell upon the grounds, it expanded until the village, and continued to grow bigger.

The fall of man has come.

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Ok, on a side note, I’ll talk about KS wars.
It was really funny, I joined a guild named VsTheWorld, and we were at the pepes and yetis. Then another few people comes along, there was this archer and stuff, coming from the guild OutLawZ.

So they were trying to KS us.. they even called in back up. 😮
Eventually, it turned into a KS war @_@ Well, we owned them ^^, but it wasn’t easy, I was the only high leveled. 😮

After a few hours, we found that a couple of their members were gone. So they decided to stop. Oh wells. 😀

Anyways, I researched it on YouTube and I found this. O_O

WARNING. CONTAINS EXTREME VIOLENCE AND SWEARING FROM A CHILD

😮
That kid needs help! D:

And no, we weren’t hacking, they were lagging. D: