I do not claim ownership over Dust and Elysian Tale, its characters, or it's setting.
Also, this is my first story on this site, so there's that too.
"You slaughtered my village, killed my friends and family, and you just stand there, cold. What do you have to say for yourself!?"
Jin crouched on the ground clutching the knife as he saw Cassius raise his arms and shout.
"U MAD?"
"What?"
"U MAD BRO?"
"Y-yes..."
"LOL NOOB."
Jin looked at the assassin in shock and disbelief as he screamed nonsense at him. Suddenly a though occurred to him.
Cassius was a complete cock-lord.
"Enough of this!" Jin shouted as he lunged at the killer. Cassius drew his sword and stabbed Jin at the exact moment Jin stabbed him.
Cassius began to scream and wail "WAT! HAX! I'M REPORTING YOU TO MICROSO-"
At that moment they both dropped dead.
Chapter one : An orange clock filled with dust (how did he fit himself in there)
"Dust..."
A voice crept through his thoughts like a mosquito.
"Duuuust..."
Dust lay there, sleeping on the forest floor like a bitch.
"Dust you fucking sack of dicks wake up or I will mentally project Limp Bizkit into your head."
Dust shot up as if somebody let off a shotgun directly into his neck. Ahrah floated over to him before stopping to hover in front of him.
"What do you want?" Dust asked, half asleep.
"I am Ahrah, you summoned me, so I came."
"That's nice, look, I have the mother of all headaches right now, do you have any Tylenol or Advil or some shit?"
If Ahrah had a face, the only emotion it would show is disappointment on 7 fundamental levels.
"Look, Dust, did you summon me or not?"
"Who the hell is Dust? My name is..." Dust was stumbling for words.
"Look, either I call you Dust, or I call you Sir Gayfag the III ruler of the homobutts kingdom. Make up your mind."
"Alright, my name is Dust."
"Good, now grab my hilt"
"What?"
"Grab my hilt."
Dust reached out and grasped Ahrah, firmly.
Suddenly, A small creature flew from the bushes.
"Stop (pant) right (gasp) there!" Fidget pointed at Dust.
"Give me back the sword or you're gonna regret it!"
Dust almost burst out laughing at the sight of a nimbat trying to be threatening.
"Oh? Why should I?"
"Because I'm Fidget! Guardian of this sword!"
"She also sleeps for 16 hours a day and eats twice her weight a week." Ahrah chimed in.
"Shut it" Dust said to Ahrah.
"Look Fidget, I don't remember much about, anything really and Ahrah seems to at least know that I called him here somehow."
Fidget paused and thought for a moment.
"Alright fine, but if anything happens to that sword, you're paying the damages