"Agh!" A man gasped as he woke to the coldness of snow. This man then tried to stand up to his feet and found it was hard to do so on his own will. Soon though he got up, it was cold, yes, but he did not feel it at all. Nor would he know what the cold was, no...cold is bad, very bad for his well being. With this in mind, he slowly but slowly but surely moved in the snow that cover the ground as well as the trees that grow taller than himself. After a while, the man was able to find a cave to hide in to escape the chill that was this land.

Once inside he tried to take a deep breath only to feel like he was choking. Grabbing his throat the man soon found a hole in it, as if something took a bit out of him at some point. He should be panicking, strangely he did not and instead took it as to why he could not breathe that easily while deciding to refrain from doing so for now. Where was he, this thought soon came to his mind as he looked outside of the cave entrance at the frozen wasteland. How did he get out here, was the second thought that passed through his head. And what was most important to him, why was he out here?

Before the man could think on that he heard a strange sizzling sound from deeper inside the cave. Looking down the dark hallway that was there anyone else would have felt a little bit concerned about what might be hiding in the shadows. But once again he gave little care for that, only the thought of finding out where that sound was coming from concerned him. Not the if's of what might be in the darkness ahead of him.

As he walked past the cold stone wall of the cave he soon saw a low red light. This intrigued him immensely and he soon came upon what looked like some kind of circle on the ground that was glowing with that red light. He stared at it for the longest time, not sure of what to make of this new discovery that made him jittery with...something.

That was when he heard a low whisper called out to him, then two, and soon many were calling out to him to do...whatever that was saying he couldn't couldn't quite hear them. Like something was keeping them silence, or at least trying to. Now, this is where anyone with a hint of self-preservation would have just packed up their bags and ran off form this creepy shit. But the man did not do this, he would not do this, for why should he be afraid of simple whispers.

The man moved closer to the red glowing circle, the voices he was hearing getting louder as he did to the point where he could hear what they were saying. "Help us." "let us out!" "Its dark here, there is no light!" "let us come back, just for a while please!" "I want to fight, let me fight once more for you!" "Well do anything, just set us free form this prison!" The voice all said at once, hurting his head a little from the strain of so many of them talking.

But this did not stop him from moving closer to the red circle, something compelled him to help them to ease the suffering these voices felt. They soon got louder and louder, as if knowing that he was getting closer and listening to their cries. "Yes, touch the circle dead one, well serve you like we once served the overlord!" This made him pause and take a step back, the voice must have known this and started to frantically plead him to touch the circle to let them free so that they can serve him and do whatever he wants.

The man would have left, but he won't leave these trapped voices here alone. He had just stopped at the edge of the glowing red circle, a strange but extremely familiar power coming off it. It was like it was him who placed it there, but at the same time not for he does not recall ever making this. the voice could feel his doubting as well as hesitation. "please," they all said at once making him clutch his head in pain. "We don't lie, the dead can never lie to one like you, so, please...SET US FREE FORM OUR CAGE!"

Once he heard this the man knew what he had to do. walking to the center of the circle the man...no...the dead man soon could feel the power from it. He could feel an entirely separate place from the one he was at now that was just out of reach. But not for long, the wind started to pick up, word of power slipped from his now clearly decayed mouth as the light showed who he was. The sight would have made anyone run in fear as here stood a corpse that yet lived!

"I will free you..." And with that, the red faint light engulfed him as something appeared at his side with rusted armor and blade in hand.

Okay, now let me tell you writer's block is a pain in the ass. Took me forever to just redo everything form the last one and start off different this time around as you can see. Now I wont say anything about the magic that's being used here, Ill expand upon that in the next chapter, but all I can say is that the first 5 chapters of this is just our protagonist learning the ropes of what he can do.

I hope that you can leave a review of what you would like to see in this as well as what you thought of this new direction I'm going into. Im always open to new ideas and will respond to any questions you'd like to ask.

Sincerely

Adan Fuentes.