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Chapter 2 by maleficentaberrant maleficentaberrant

Your Monster

Twisted Crown | Goblinoid Dragon

In the cold light of a computer terminal within a dark floor contained in a shadowy cubical a tapping of plastic keys can be heard in the silence of night. A man sits sipping a near empty can of some over caffeinated energy drink with strange symbols etched into the blackened metal. The eyes darting around the screen between windows of sheets of numbers and tables of statistics. The air vent in the room cuts on chilling the man just a bit more his body weak from exhaustion and the poisonous dosage of chemicals pumping threw his system. The mans typing becomes more frantic the consumption of the last drops of liquid in the can causes him to become frustrated, he stands quickly, legs wobble and stiff from hours of sitting. He twitches and loses balance and in his fall to the ground hits his head on the desk. The blow not lethal puts him in a daze as he tries to stand, reaching for the desk a crack and the desk gives way and the computer he so diligently worked upon falls on him and blackness takes over his consciousness.

In the darkness two voices are heard bickering over something, the man as he starts to regain his senses slowly tries speak mumbling "What happened?" he tries to reach out but the numb feeling he has had leaves his mind struggling.

"You poor snowflake. Still have not realized?" one of the voices giggles

"What happened?" the man demands, his vision less blurred and in the dark moon light he sees two strangle scantily dressed women before him sitting on twisted altars of stone and bone. A field of obsidian stretch to the horizon and two moons wane behind dark clouds in the sky.

The other woman smiles "Welcome to Hell"

The giggling one responds "No don't tease the poor soul, we need him to cooperate. Well I guess we cannot let you stay in that form too long the ethereal form is so, poor boy, you have died. This is your opportunity for resurrection"

The man tries to move but his body still not responsive so he speaks after a brief thought "Dead?"

The other one threw grinning teeth "Yes"



The Next Life, A New Name

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