Dawn- An age of Darkness

It roared in agony and turned around. I lost my sanity and kept shoving my sword with one hand and brought out my knife with the other: neither did anything more than just grazes but at least I was doing damage.

I didn't care about my wounds. They weren't a priority anymore. I laced myself on top of it and started skinning it as it jumped back and forth like a mad ox; its claws were sharp and half of my body was torn, but I was enraged beyond reason.

I was bleeding and my whole body was in serious pain, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't even think and I didn't care. Unforgivable! I'll kill you!

The other head was murmuring something and within a manner of seconds, a giant ball of ice descended from the sky and almost fell on me.

"Look out boy!"

I would have been pierced through if I hadn't jumped at the last moment. But the ice didn't do much damage to the monster. It might have had resistance to ice.

It didn't even occur to me that the thing was already dead, to begin with. After Trerortra had killed the gods, they became monsters like this. No wonder ice wasn't as effective as fire.

"VERY WELL HUMANS! YOU SHALL REGRET!" Winds surged beneath its feet.

"Holy shit!" the old man screamed. He quickly threw wind blades and screamed again. "Get the hell out of there!"

Jowy fired arrows one after the other, dressed in flames but they didn't reach the monster. The fires were extinguished before even getting close.

But I couldn't move. If I could, I'd have done that already. The lion clawed me so hard, that I couldn't feel my legs anymore.

The winds rose up and up and when it fully encompassed the monster, its eyes glowed a bright red. Brighter than before. "BE GRATEFUL THAT YOU GET TO DIE AN HONORABLE DEATH!"

What's so honorable about dying?

I couldn't move. There was no escaping from it. So I had to accept it. "Sorry guys, looks like I won't be able to travel with you anymore."

I had regrets. Loads of them. But maybe the worst was that I got someone else dragged into this.

The winds formed hundreds of translucent spears and slowly glided towards me. When all the arrows pointed at me, the monster said two words. "Farewell, wanderer." Those felt different than the words it spoke. Till now its words were masculine and full of malice. But these two words were feminine and left a different tone in my mind. It calmed me down before my inevitable death: the words came out of the gator.

I closed my eyes. I suppose this is really it.

Death, a thing I longed for, in my younger days. When Alicia passed away, I got frustrated every time someone talked to me or someone tried to correct me: whenever someone consoled me. Frustration turned to despair and before I knew it, I was alone in my room, fantasizing about my own death and how fun the afterlife would be.

It really was an irony when I first came to this world. My long wish of being transmigrated and death were both answered in a swift motion. But then I realized: I wanted to live.

It really was an irony.

"Don't just sit there ye moron!"

"HUH?"

It happened in an instant. But before any of the spears could reach me, a girl stood between. She was impaled, pierced, slashed but she didn't move an inch. She just stood there, hugging me. She just stood there, covered in blood from head to toe. She saved me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I understood what just happened. "Why?"

"Would you b-believe if I told y-ye that, my body mo-ved on its own?" Brenda tried to smile but lost consciousness and started falling. I caught her just before and gently laid her down.

My sword was on the ground. I picked it up and started walking. It didn't matter if my leg didn't want to move. I'd just have to cut it and crawl if I had to. But they moved.

'This is my last light wanderer,' I heard a faint voice but I ignored it. 

My body became rather light as though it knew what I wanted to do. I glowed in faint light. I didn't know what it was, but it made me feel calm. However, my rage wasn't so shallow.

There were spears coming in my direction. I didn't dodge but they only grazed my body. Not one reached me. As though they were missing their mark on purpose.

"WHAT IS THIS! WHAT ARE YOU?"

"You have no right to ask that!" My face twisted in anger and I didn't know what to do anymore. My whole body trembled.

I got to arm's length's distance from the monster in a matter of few seconds: I was fast. I shoved my sword at the center of the monster's heart. I thought it'd be the chest. It probably was, as it groaned in agony. My knife was in my other hand. I used the knife to slice open its stomach. It screamed even louder. The screech made my ears bleed but I didn't care. All I wanted was to kill the thing in front of me.

Jowy was firing arrows the entire time and the old man was checking Brenda and the puddle of blood that was supposed to be Biteria.

The lion was screamed and tore my flesh and that went on for some time. But it didn't stop me from skinning it alive.

Jowy's arrows finally lit it on fire and the monster burned, unable to avoid it.

With more and more groans, the monster fell on its stomach. Even now both of the heads were trying to bite me.

"Cutting your head would be too much mercy for you." My voice didn't come out of my mouth. It was as though I was whispering. I didn't know why but I wasn't overcome by rage. I was angry but my wrath was overcome by my desire to kill the thing that hurt my friend. My hands trembled, my body leaked, my heart raced. I was furious.

It was a new thing for me. I never thought I'd trust another person after what happened. Slowly but surely I changed.. I didn't know when it happened but I became fond of her and she saved my life. But now…