Craig Leo
The Betrayer of Hope and Devourer of Donuts
Melle found himself floating in the middle of a vast ocean, staring up at a sky that was quickly descending into darkness. His ears her mostly submerged in the calm waters, every sound except the pounding of his heart was muted. How long had it been? Why hadn't he been chosen yet? Why hadn't he passed the trial? He thought he'd understood how to complete the ritual.
I'm so tired. He thought, feeling the hollow pit that his stomach had become growl in hunger. He'd been out there for hours now, all through the day. No food. No water. He needed to bond the water spirits, to become one with them. He knew it would take long... but...
Before he knew it, Melle was slowly sinking deeper and deeper into the ocean. Above him, the crimson sky was almost too obscured to see and the water that towered over him seemed as endless as the water the stretched out beneath him. He was too tired to care, too tired to panic. He simply accepted. Not just his fate, but the embrace of the ocean and the comfort it would bring.
It was then he felt the presence. A vast essence that made the ocean, maybe even the universe, feel small in comparison.
Water flooded Melle's mouth.......
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With a start, Melle snapped awake in a very familiar location: the hospital ward of Arcadia academy. He woke up panting, drenched in his own sweet, his hand trembling with small jolts.
"It was bad enough dying once" Melle growled, still not fully aware of his surroundings. His blurred and panicked mind still processing. "I don't need to dream about it either."
I'm so tired. He thought, feeling the hollow pit that his stomach had become growl in hunger. He'd been out there for hours now, all through the day. No food. No water. He needed to bond the water spirits, to become one with them. He knew it would take long... but...
Before he knew it, Melle was slowly sinking deeper and deeper into the ocean. Above him, the crimson sky was almost too obscured to see and the water that towered over him seemed as endless as the water the stretched out beneath him. He was too tired to care, too tired to panic. He simply accepted. Not just his fate, but the embrace of the ocean and the comfort it would bring.
It was then he felt the presence. A vast essence that made the ocean, maybe even the universe, feel small in comparison.
Water flooded Melle's mouth.......
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With a start, Melle snapped awake in a very familiar location: the hospital ward of Arcadia academy. He woke up panting, drenched in his own sweet, his hand trembling with small jolts.
"It was bad enough dying once" Melle growled, still not fully aware of his surroundings. His blurred and panicked mind still processing. "I don't need to dream about it either."