Extalia...
the dungeons of Extalia, dark, dank, musty, void of sound save for the screams of the dying, and void of smell save for the smell of the dead. torture devices of every kind can be seen lining the blood stained floor and walls. Certainly no place for a child. Sadly, this is where our story begins. It begins in cell 2743 and with a 12 year old boy named Douglas Heartfelia. Douglas has obviously seen better days, his skin pale and dry due to lack of sunlight, his body thin and sickly and covered head to toe in scars and gashes, most notable are the long, grotesque hooks that seemed to be fused into his back. But even through all of that, a long, cheshire cat grin was firmly laced across his dirtied face. Why? Because he's about to be released. Rising from the floor, douglas walked over to his cell door and rested his hand against the cold steel. Almost immediately after doing this, the door is blown off and across the room. after walking out, he turns to see his captors, the exceeds, flying towards him at high speeds, weapons drawn to force their prisoner back into his cell. Douglas flashes his creepy grin before sprinting at them at high speeds. Once the two sides met, douglas unleashed a flurry of bone shattering attacks, rendering the flying cats to dead husks on the ground while douglas continued running. He continued running until he saw a wall in front of him, with a barred window signifying the outside was just behind this wall. Douglas's grin grew ever wider as he thrust forth his right arm, in his right hand, black smog began to form and swirl until the smog was blown away, leaving a long obsidian blade in the shape of a key of all things in its place. Douglas swung the blade outward, slicing through the wall to the castle town below, several exceed guards closing in from behind. Douglas landed on the ground and continue running until he began to waver, as his actions were putting a massive strain on his weary body, but he MUST keep running. The day he goes back to that dungeon and the tortures that await him is the day satan has to skate to work. Eventually, through strife and hardship, douglas made it to the edge of extalia. As he looked down to the land miles below him, eh heard the guards catch up to him and corner him against the edge. Turning to face them, he is met with the cold gaze of the head scientist murdoch, a bright purple cat with a disgusting smile on his face and a voice filled with slime
"come now mr heartfelia" he said, extending a hand " end this nonsense now, come back with us to the lab so we can continue our experiments...human" douglas backed up in fear until he reached the edge. Looking over the side again, he gave a defeated sigh
"a quicker death is much more preferable than the slow and painful one you would provide" and with that, douglas leapt over the side to his apparent demise. When the soldiers tried to follow douglas over the side to catch him, murdoch stopped him
"no point" he said "we were planning on killing him anyway"
later...
lying in a crater created by his fall, douglas crawled out of the rubble, battered, bloody, but alive.
"I...will survive this" he struggled to say, forcing himself onto his knees "I...will survive, and I will return." douglas raised his fist to the sky "you hear me you bastards?! I will return, stronger than ever, and for stealing my childhood, I will have my revenge! AND I'LL DESTROY ANYONE WHO GETS IN MY WAY!"