Soul Shadow
stalked the Dark Forest as he hunted monsters. Shadow goblins ambled out from
behind the trees. Soul drew two twin swords from his back. Frost and Ember,
swords of fire and ice, forged in the heart of the dwarves mountains and
enchanted by the arch Mage himself. Soul got the swords by killing the fire
king and the ice king. Two kings, two kingdoms, each with their own powerful
swords, and now Soul possessed both of them.
Being a
dark elf, Soul was both nimble and dexterous. He swung his swords with
precision and speed, slicing at his enemies with deadly accuracy. Flames and
frost trails followed after each swing of their perspective swords. Soul
stepped forward to one of the Shadow goblins, he moved so fast he seemed as if
he could teleport. Trails of fire and ice moved through the air over the
goblin, then Soul sidestepped and moved onto the next enemy. The sword strikes
were so fast the blades could rarely be seen and the goblins didn’t know they
were dead till moments after Soul moved onto his next target. The battle looked
more like a colorful dance routine or a martial arts demonstration than a
battle. Once you realized that the goblins were dying you probably wouldn’t
call it a battle anymore, it was a slaughter.
Soul left
the fight clean and the bodies behind him were left in pieces. Soul didn’t even
bother looting half of the bodies, he had more important business. Soul reached
the edge of the Dark forest and the beginning border of the autumn lands, a
bright and beautiful place full of autumn trees and soft warm sunlight. At the
border stood a swordsman enemy with a red cloak. The swordsman carried a large
jagged black sword and wore a red cloak and a golden helmet. This design showed
that he was a border guard between lands. Most players would take the long way
around to avoid the legendary border guards, who were imbued with powers of the
lands they protected. Soul went straight through them.
Dark red
eyes glowed ominously under the contrasting golden autumn helmet. The swordsman
roared like a beast and swung its two handed jagged sword down at Soul. Soul
moved forward with incredible speed. He sidestepped the first attack then
countered with a flurry of strikes from Ember and Frost. The sword strikes
slashed and broke through a thick maple tree, which was now standing in for the
swordsman. Soul looked in disbelief. One of the dark trees from the Dark forest
side of the border morphed into the swordsman. He could move freely through the
trees, which made up for his slow movements. Soul crossed his swords and then
thrust them forward. A ball of blue icy flames shot forward and struck the
swordsman before he could warp to another tree. The ice slowed the swordsman
down and the flames burned him, causing slow damage over time.
Soul ran
forward at twice the speed as normal, using a haste spell to make sure his next
hit was successful. Being a dark elf Soul was proficient in Magic and swords,
but his magic was nowhere near that of a mage or warlock.
Soul reached the swordsman, who was in mid swing to strike
again. Before the jagged black sword could land a hit, Soul rammed his swords
into the Border Guardian and pulled the swords upward, ripping two huge wounds
into the creature. The guardian howled again then faded away.
Soul stood
and tried to catch his breath, the guardian faded away but his cloak remained.
“Yes!” Soul cheered. This guardian would only drop one of his special items
when defeated. This time Soul got exactly what he wanted.
Soul gazed
out at toward the Autumn lands, the honey colored sun, the cool breeze, the red
and orange trees, it was all so beautiful. Then when Soul didn’t think the view
could get any better, Ayla appeared in the distance. She was a high elf warrior,
slender and beautiful, with bright red hair and fierce green eyes. When she saw
Soul she started to run toward him and waved. “Soul!” She shouted. Soul walked
toward her and gave an embarrassed smile. He wasn’t used to people getting so
excited to see him.
“I got this
for you” He said as Ayla approached. Ayla’s smile widened as Soul gave her the
red cloak of the Autumn forest Border Guardian. The cloak increased the
wearer’s strength, which was great for a warrior class. Plus the red cloak
matched her hair. Ayla hugged soul and put on the cloak. “Thank you so much! I
can’t believe you took on a guardian by yourself” She said. “I-it was nothing”
Soul replied. The two of them chatted for hours and even went out questing
together. They made a good team, with Soul’s speed and use of support magic and
Ayla’s strength and defense, they could take on anything the world had to
offer.
Jacob
sighed as he stretched at his computer. It was another successful night and he
was happy that his gift made Ayla so happy.
Soul: Hey Ayla…uh what is your real name? I’ve seen your
face on video chat, but I never thought to ask you what your name is.
Ayla: ….Sarah. I like Ayla better, it’s a name I actually
got to choose.
Soul: Sarah, I like it. I’m Jacob. It seems silly that we
are just learning this now.
Ayla: Its not silly Soul, I knew the name that you choose,
it doesn’t matter to me what other people call you. Jacob is a fine name
though. Don’t get me wrong. Also you can still call me Ayla. ;)
Soul: Thanks, Ayla.
Real life
has its perks, but for some the virtual life holds more value. When its
blisteringly hot outside in real life, you are stuck inside and alone, wouldn’t
it be better to spend the day in an autumn forest with someone you love?
Jacob looked outside. The heat from the pavement distorted
the air outside of his window. In the background was the sound of his AC turned
to full blast.
Soul: Hey Ayla, whats the weather like there?
Sarah looks out her window and grimaces as she looks on
another scorching hot day. She smiles as she images that it is so hot a bird
bursts into flames. She looks down at her freckled pale arm and frowns. She
couldn’t handle the sun very well. Sarah went back to her computer and smiled.
Ayla: It another beautiful day in the Autumn forest, same
for you right?
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