Chapter Three: The Broken Kingdom
Roy continued walking, gazing at the horrific mess of a once mighty kingdom. Then Roy thought he heard some screaming on the other side of the hill he had just started traversing. He ran over the hill and saw a young man, about his age, being attacked by some Bokoblins. Roy ran at them and quickly dispatched the enemies. "Thanks," said the stranger. "My name's Colm. And you are?" "Roy," said Roy. "I'm pleased to make your acquaintance." Colm looked at Roy and said, "I wish to travel with you." Roy looked at Colm. "Just don't get yourself killed, and we'll get along just fine." At that, Colm drew his sword. "Then let's get a move on. It'll be dark soon and we don't want to be in the dark with all of these monsters roaming around." He started walking towards the ruins of a town, located just over the horizon. Roy followed him, wondering how this guy had survived in such a place. He was tempted to ask, but decided against it. As the sun fell beneath the horizon, a moon appeared. Something was off about it though. Instead of it's normal color, it was ghastly purple, almost supernatural looking in the dark sky. Then there was a rustling in the grass. Roy turned and saw a Redead right up in his face. Roy tried to scream, but couldn't, terrified by the sight he was seeing. The Redead latched onto him and began to consume him, slowly and painfully.