Chapter One: The Beginning
A man stands before a piece of glass
On the other side stands a lass
Her skin had changed to the color of grass
He grins at her body his eyes do peer
As she does her best not to sneer
They look at one another so clear
“Welcome to the world 364,”
He said with no life to his core
His voice made her sore
On the glass she placed her hand
He smiled viewing her brand
Though it faded as the glass turned to sand
His eyes filled with terror
When her finger turned into a parer
It was now he realized his error.
With a swift motion his blood did splatter
She began to consume his matter
When down the hall came rising chatter
She stood as blood ran down her chin
As her body she gave a spin
Turning she gave a grin…
As large man walked through the door
He saw the other on the floor
Little did he know this was the start of the war
With a swift move she removed his head
Exiting out to the hall where she left many dead
Wasn’t too long till the rest fled.
Making it to several other cells
She opened other monsters shells
As warnings rang indicated by bells
10 in all tore the building apart
This was only the start
As the future was theirs to chart.
We travel now a few years ahead
A man in a tavern covers his head
Under a white cloak he hides his dread
Chatter about the war is heard
Some saying it was all absurd
In speech very slurred
Demons, orcs, and trolls made their way
Across the mainland with a leader non could slay
They spoke of whether they should leave or stay
The man in white
Stands and speaks of whats right
That they should band together in the night
This causes uneasy waves throughout the setting
Keeping gambling men from betting
As the concept makes some pants ready for wetting
The man calms the storm of fear
With statements so sincere
But his view was clear
If no one stands to fight they already lost
And will be forced to pay the greatest cost
That will be worse than any early frost.
As the mood of the tavern changes
The men cheer in different ranges
As gold continues different exchanges
The man in white sits back down
Knowing in weeks he will be the only around
The rest here will scatter on the ground….
Hours pass and stars begin to fade.
The man stands in candles’ shade
Departing he feels a blade.
“Gilgamesh, what are you planning?”
Questions a voice so enchanting,
While his memories he is scanning.
“Medea,” Gilgamesh gives a smirk.
“Glad I could trouble you from your work
In the shadows we shall no longer lurk.
“Come with me, and we shall change it all
We were made for a purpose and its time to answer the call
Gather the others its time we halt our continued stall.”
Medea Grins, ” certainly, seems we well finally have some fun.”
The women turns her silver hair in a common bun.
Off to bid her masters wishes she did run.
She begins her quest by talking to Alexander
Who could be a fearsome commander
Though he lacked the candor.
Bored with winning every contest of strength
He easy to convince without much length
Though on her list he was the tenth
Next she came across Lucifer,
He was also easy from which to coffer
Always up to make someone suffer.
Wasn’t long after till she found Ellen
Who was with her lovely sister Helen
Whom was anything but a felon
Helen was created with the power to allure
Though Ellen was about to command power impure
Causing great pain she did endure
Unexpectedly she ran into Lancer
The others referred to him as cancer,
Though he gave her the right answer…
With some trouble she found Diane
Her head resting on her pet lion
Who went without Meade tryin’
Three six four was next on the list
Though Medea suffered a broken wrist
364 could only smile, as Medea did insist
The last took the longest to find
Causing Madea to almost lose her mind
Though her quest would be over when he signed
Cecil, “Gathered the others already have you?”
Then what is it that you want me to do?
Ah yes, don’t speak, I do not need your clue”
Medea stands in front of a man in a sandy cloak
With anger on her face as her voice gives a choke
“If you wont come willingly then I will force you,” she does provoke
Cecil, “Threatening a fellow immortal?”
He asks following it with a small chortle.
” Last chance,” She says opening a portal.
Cecil, “Medea, you have never seen my power,
Do not assume I have a will that would cower,
For to do that would insure that it will easily tower”
Medea sneers, “You were always a coward
Soon your free will well be devoured
And you will see that I am empowered…”
Medea raises her arm to reveal a wand
She points it at him to make him her pawn
He vanishes before her spell can bond
He reappears inches from her face,
Causing her back away to regain pace,
As she looks around and several now fill the space
Her eyes open wide as now 100 stand
Armored with war hammer in hand
Shaking her head trying to understand
Cecils, “Please continue we dare.”
Cecil from before holds her stare
As her wand is now in his hand, and hers is bare.
In the portal he tosses her toy,
Cecil, “Tell Gilgamesh I will not take part in his ploy”
Run along now before I decide to destroy.”
Cecil brings his hammer into her chest
Easily flatten her so called breasts
Forcing her into the portal, and it ingests.