My first blog.
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John, aka Accuracy, gazed upon the swarms of cold eyes and taurospears.”So this is the warm-up, huh?” he asked himself. “No problem.” Accuracy knew what he was here for, he knew how long he was waiting for this moment, he knew it had to be done. He still remembered that day. A little too well…

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John was very excited as he and his mother boarded the ship which heads to Ossyria. They were moving there. His father died in war. It was a tragic loss but John and his mom learned how to move on. As time passed, John and his mother spent more time together. They became more than best friends. They loved each other more than anything. John only cared about a mother nothing more. And now he and his beloved mother were on their was to a brand new home to start a brand new life.
The ship started to move and John ran to the edge and looked at the clouds. His mother shortly joined him. Suddenly, John spotted something black in the clouds. Then it disappeared. He payed no attention. The figure came closer and closer…It was a ship. A pirate ship. A huge creature flew out. It was horrible. It took out its razor sharp claws and tear John’s mother into shreds of rags. John ran up to his mother in tears. “MOTHER!!!NO”he sobbed.”DON’T LEAVE ME HEAR ALL ALONE!!PLEASE MOTHER!!please…”He wiped the tears from his face and faced the demon. The demon flew toward John .He knew he was going to die. When the creature was about to attack, an iron wall protected John, followed by a fierce warrior. “Leave it to us” he said. John turned to see a magician who seemd to be a medic, a thug who seemed to be a ninja, and an archer with a crossbow. Along with the warrior they all pounded on the monster known as Balrog. John was amazed. But what amazed him most was the archer who had a comfident look in his eyes, and a firm position. The Balrog was slain. But right before he died, he threw up an egg which flew the opposite way, back to victoria. It flew into the deep depths of the dungeon. And after that incident, John promised himself he will avnge his mother, by killing the child of the verdict.
The warrior came up to John,”Are you okay?I’m sorry about your mom, kid.Kid?”The last tear shed from John’s eyes which appeared to reveal his mom’s corpse. He dried his eyes and jumped off the ship. Never to be seen for another thirty years…

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Now, John wasn’t the old John. He was a Sniper with a nickname. Accuracy. And he was now in part of the dungeon. He passed through the swarms of monsters in a flash. All the cold eyes and taurospears dropped dead. Not a single arrow was used. Accuracy continued on deeper into the dungeon…
After a bunch of meaningless slaughters, Accuracy reached the end of the dungeon. It revealed no light whatsoever. But his nickname wasn’t Accuracy for nothing. He has a “third eye” in him which can sense things. Hypothetically, it opened when he witness his mom’s death. He spotted the beast. The ugly, wretched beast. It looked just like it’s mother except it couldn’t fly. He approached it and began to shoot arrows at very high speeds. He felt the beasts claws along with a heartbeat, and memory in his head showing his mother getting shred.
The darkness still remained. The only light for him were his memories. They built up his strength. He got mad. Enraged. The beast took away the only reason for him to live. And it was laughing. Laughing at him at the biggest lost of his life. And he woke up. He didn’t know what happened but he saw a warrior, a cleric, an assassin, and a crossbowman. He remembered these guys. From before. From a long time ago. The cleric healed him. The assassin and sniper kept the Balrog stuck at the wall with stars and arrows. The warrior helped him up. “Come on kid, we saved him for you. He’s all yours we didn’t hit him or anything, just stuck him to the wall. Do what you have to do.”Accuracy steadied his crossbow and with a loud yell shot an enormous arrow through the balrogs heart. The arrow broke through the wall too, revealing the outside – a beautiful cliff.
Accuracy stood on the cliff and gazed at the clouds. Just like thirty years ago. And just like thirty years ago, he jumped. Never to be seen agian…