

How easy it is to make a storyalright everything im about to type is straight from the top of my head, I have done no prethinking- and it is currently 12:12am- im tired.How easy it is to make a story
Tel'tar made his way through the barren wasteland to his village. He raised his sand-beaten cloak closer to his face as the wind brushed sand into his face. The sun seemed hotter today he thought to himself. As he made his way into the whitewashed town of Albakar he noticed something, more like somone. There at a lone marketstall usually selling overpriced weaponry that no one really went to was a group of men, each wearing black cloaks. One turned to look at him and this is what really caugh


Birth of White ReaperLong ago, long before technology, when dreams were real, and magic creeped across the planes of existences along with its wielders and followers. The Grim made his routes for pleasure and fun, taking the souls of the lifeless, and taking the lifeless so he can have their souls.Birth of White Reaper
One feared death, and spent his lifetime conjuring spells in hopes of making one that would ward off Death. And one day he thought he had it, and used it on Death himself. It didn't work.
Death split in 2, dividing his humanity from his accursed form of death and fear. He thought it was a gift from a god, he now no longer had to worry about th
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