the legend of ku ' at

Chapter one

The anilathion of Payon

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It was a very dark night, with no moon shine to lighten the night. The village of payon is still at their highest alert. All men, young or old with any kind of weapon they can hold. On alert, waiting for something, something that really frighten them, something that even the bravest of the village is afraid of. Suddenly the sound of horse break the silence, ramping horse foot, about 5 horses with their rider rushing to enter the village of payon. it seems that all of them is badly wounded, blood was all over their faces. But the fear they shown , is thicker than their blood.

“ I’m sorry my friends, but we have failed. Kuat is unstoppable “ before he can finish the sentence , he had died .

“ oh my god, we are doomed “ gasp one of the villager.

While the villager helped the wounded men on their horses, comes a small men, seen from his beard, he must have been 100 years old. He walk with his cane toward the injured men.

“ did you succeed on killing him ? “ ask the old man

“ I’m sorry elder, he know all the time the trap we set for him. He beat all us up “ said the men

“Listen to me oh my people, Kuat is on his way here, we must leave now. We must seek for safety in the city of prontera “ said the old men, which seems to be the village elder.

“ Go back to your homes, and bring only that won’t slow you down ! Speed is the key of our success. We gather 5 minutes from now by the fountain “

On the rush, everyone back to their homes, and start packing. Taking only what their hand could carry, leaving their memories and belongings. Suddenly a large howl freeze the crowd.

“ Old man! Did you send those idiot to trap me with their ridiculous tools !”

“ For that sin! I shall slain all your people and leave you to see, I want you to see old man! “

The villager was frightens by mere voices , no one speak a word. The death of silence,

“ Hurry run to prontera all of you ! “ scream the elder of the village

But it was too late, a man was standing in front of them. a tall men, with a broken face. Half of his face is torn, as if it was burned years ago. He was very tall, wearing an armor, that is darken by his opponent blood, and a broad sword that stained with too many blood. He stood there, and without any warning starting to slash his sword toward the villager. Body’s fell as the sword split them apart. Men, women, children and even infants have no chance against his broad sword. One by one fell to the ground. An instant death for them. as he keep walking towards the village elder, clinching his broad sword of blood. And pointing his sword to the village elder face.

“ my god kuat, what have you become “ cried the village elder.

“I’ve become, what you all think I would become “

And he swung his broad sword towards the elder head.