The forest was calm this time of year.
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Far from the eyes of the kingdoms, its hard for most to make a living out in the wilds of remanet.
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But if humans are known for one thing that has stood the test of time.
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Humans are able to adapt to any situation if given enough time
'creaking'
and thus we see a man here in the forest coping down a tree.
He is very imposing, nearly 7 ft tall and sporting a very well toned body, not from training
But from a life of hard labour, many close calls and the defeat of many Grimm.
His hair at first may seem black but is a dark shade burgundy.
His eyes are brown and wide giving the impression that he is mistral in ancestry.
His skin is colour is odd as the shading takes a drastic change when he is in the light.
but it is without a doubt a reddish tan brown.
The man proceeded to pick up the log that has fallen down onto the floor.
He intends to bring it back to the small fort he has been building out of wood and earth.
With tall stature and imposing looks, he may seem unapproachable unless you have a death wish.
But as we look closer to his face, a gentle smile could be seen.
One filled with so much hope and wonder for this world.
A world that he himself has yet to see in its entirety and beauty.
We continue to follow this man to his destination along a path he made.
Large Palisade walls of earth that form a circle.
He walks over to a hole in the wall and places a now cleanly cut log there.
He looks over his handy work that was made in less than three days.
As he was doing this he saw that night had Fallen and a shattered moon shined is pale light down to the world.
Smiling brightly he knew this day couldn't get any better.
Because a roar of an Uras was heard from him.
The man for his for all his gentleness and patience he couldn't help but sigh in annoyance at this.
"oh well, it was good while it lasted".
He grabbed his axe and turned around to see a buttload, Grimm.
Beowolves, creeps, Boarbatusks and a few Uras.
A Beowulf jumps at him with his claw outstretched.
But then with a shin of iron he cut's its arm off and as the Beowulf realised it's mistake it's is decapitated.
The man with his axe in hand then slides to the left as the Grimm began their attack.
And with that, the one-sided battle commenced
As the Beowolves charged him he cut them Down like the tree he felled. The Boar tusks fared better as they had more manoeuvrability but as they tried to ram the man he would sidestep and hit there fellow Grimm. A creep Jumped on his back but after a moment he moved his way with his back turned to a Beowulf that he was holding of and caused the Beowulf to claw not him but the creep making it fall off him confusing the Grimm. The man then proceeded to swing his axe back around and cut its arm off. After a little while, most of the Grimm was mostly cleared living only the oldest Grimm left. The man was having a difficult time here and after dodging an incoming paw of an Usas major he grasped his axe by the head and pointed the end of the shaft at the Usas. The Grimm was wondering what the human was planing before it had its shoulder blown off. The man then pulled out a new round and placed it in a hole in the top the axe. He then proceeded to swiftly execute the Grimm by cutting it in half ending its roars of pain. One after another the remaining elders of the Grimm where ended either by his the man's axe head or musket. The remaining Grimm tried one last assault to end this human that dared face them. Instead, he sidestepped one Beowulf while lobbing off the limb of the next. He then turned around and fired into the Beowulf that was now behind him. Taking advantage of his momentum he swung right upwards decapitating a creep and jumped in the air to dodge a boarbatusk moving mid-air to drop kick a Beowulf that could not get out of the way in time. As it has now been sent to the ground it heard a click and found its self-looking down the barrel of the man's axe. It did not have the chance to make a sound as its head was blown to pieces. As this was happening a large alpha Beowulf came out of nowhere and slammed into the man's side sending him into the wall of his fort and breaking it. The man used his axe to push himself off the ground. He looked at his now destroyed wall as the alpha Beowulf was running at him snarling. The calmed look of patience soon was replaced with that of annoyance. As the Beowulf was charging he saw not the waiting prepared human, but a mildly pissed off one charging at him with the axe resting on his shoulder. As they were about to cloud the man brings his axe down from his shoulder and into the head of the alpha. This slammed it to the ground and when it tried to get up it felt the axe hit its head over and over again harder each time till a loud crack and soft wet squishy sound was heard.
As the man pulled his axe out of the Alpha's head he heard a lone Beowulf roared at him and " CAN YOU JUST SHUT UPPPP!"
The young Beowulf stop roaring at that and stared at him in confusion.
"I have been living out in the wilderness for a long time and all I ever wanted was peace and quiet at what do I get s*** tons of Grimm attacking me every day!" He stayed in ager confusing the Beowulf even more.
The man pointed his axe at the ruined fort as his eye twitched "Normally something like this should be therapeutic as I'm blowing off my frustration and steam on you guys"
He then reloads his musket "But NO its the same thing every day no matter where I go!" now pointing the end of his axe at the Beowulf, his hand shaking in rage by this point.
"I'm going to say this once and ONLY once!" He said firmly "If you don't leave in the next 10 second I can't be held responsible for what I'm going to do to you."
The Beowulf was young barely 5 years of age and only now did he seem to think about something other than attacking humans.
"ONE!" The human had just killed his entire pack along with the elder's
"TWO!" but just because they couldn't beat them doesn't mean he can't ... right?
"THREE!" okay so I have two choices here
"FOR!" I can either stay and fight
"FIVE!" and probably get killed
"SIX!" or two
"SEVEN!" run away to Live Another Day
"EIGHT!" while my instincts tell me to do the first
"NINE!" The man had now lined up his shot by now.
"I'd rather live!" The Beowulf ran before the man could count to ten.
"AND DON'T EVER COME BACK!" He shouted out at the patience form of the Grimm.
The man then took the time to take deep breaths to calm himself down.
After Finally calming down and gaining his smile gentle smile back he turned around to see the ruined remains of his fort's wall.
"oh well, it can be repaired" as he said that a part of the wall fell down.
Again taking a deep breath to calm himself he decided to repair his fort tomorrow morning.
Walking past the broken wall and into the keep that sat in the middle of the fort he opens the door to a room with only a table and a bed near a fireplace.
Locking the door behind him he went straight to bed.
"it's a good thing I'm not watching kid's fight monsters and judging them for it, " he said out loud "that would really suck"
Never in his life did he regret uttering any word any more than these ones.
