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Journal of the Last Legatee -sample
Story type: Werewolf and Vampire short stories

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I still remember the blue light as we passed through it. It was like walking into the cold sea and still being able to breathe, to fell the wind. That was the last thing any of us felt before leaving our home, forever. Through our cognition of mystical energies and our knowledge of the stars we were able to accomplish something many can only dream about – travel between worlds. Maybe there really wasn’t any way to stop the implosion, to save our home planet from inevitable destruction. The Stones of Energies, a sacred place of grand power was our only chance for salvation. The elders managed to open the portal just in the nick of time for everyone to pass through. Alas, all our efforts were in vane as the entrance started to collapse. As the starting point was gone, we lost all orientation and were left to wander the vast emptiness between time and space, never to find a way out. And yet, somehow I’ve managed to end up here, all alone with no allusion how it happened…

These others, the ones that inherit this world are nothing like us. They may possess fangs and claws, but their mentality is nowhere near our level. Killing at random, they do not show any mercy to those they hunt. The hatreds just keep rendering, with no sympathies whatsoever. Hatred? An emotion my kind never knew. Now it has been seeded into me like an everlasting plague, torturing me whenever I feel it. For the sake of the lost ones, I had to face this new reality, learn its horrid ways in order to survive. With dislike I’ve studied this carnage, and so I’m doing all in my power to keep the hatred locked away as deep as possible. Hope that the others will find their way out of oblivion is strong enough to keep me going on my quest. Now I seek those willing to leave this cruel world behind so as to help them find placidity. Only then can they unite and rebuild the reality that they never knew… only then can they become a Mavulise… only then can they find true peace…

I’m the only legatee to the old ways, the last of my kind - the last of the ancients. Now I wonder this vast new world searching for those lost in hatred. Beware, creatures of the darkness, because I have learned your ways well. I will not degrade, yet will fight till the very end if needed…

…for the sake of the lost ones…

(please download the full PDF from my gallery)

Description
Journal of the Last Legatee -sample
Story type: Werewolf and Vampire short stories

(please download the full PDF from my gallery)

I still remember the blue light as we passed through it. It was like walking into the cold sea and still being able to breathe, to fell the wind. That was the last thing any of us felt before leaving our home, forever. Through our cognition of mystical energies and our knowledge of the stars we were able to accomplish something many can only dream about – travel between worlds. Maybe there really wasn’t any way to stop the implosion, to save our home planet from inevitable destruction. The Stones of Energies, a sacred place of grand power was our only chance for salvation. The elders managed to open the portal just in the nick of time for everyone to pass through. Alas, all our efforts were in vane as the entrance started to collapse. As the starting point was gone, we lost all orientation and were left to wander the vast emptiness between time and space, never to find a way out. And yet, somehow I’ve managed to end up here, all alone with no allusion how it happened…

These others, the ones that inherit this world are nothing like us. They may possess fangs and claws, but their mentality is nowhere near our level. Killing at random, they do not show any mercy to those they hunt. The hatreds just keep rendering, with no sympathies whatsoever. Hatred? An emotion my kind never knew. Now it has been seeded into me like an everlasting plague, torturing me whenever I feel it. For the sake of the lost ones, I had to face this new reality, learn its horrid ways in order to survive. With dislike I’ve studied this carnage, and so I’m doing all in my power to keep the hatred locked away as deep as possible. Hope that the others will find their way out of oblivion is strong enough to keep me going on my quest. Now I seek those willing to leave this cruel world behind so as to help them find placidity. Only then can they unite and rebuild the reality that they never knew… only then can they become a Mavulise… only then can they find true peace…

I’m the only legatee to the old ways, the last of my kind - the last of the ancients. Now I wonder this vast new world searching for those lost in hatred. Beware, creatures of the darkness, because I have learned your ways well. I will not degrade, yet will fight till the very end if needed…

…for the sake of the lost ones…

(please download the full PDF from my gallery)