The woman stepped out and headed to the fountain. Her bucket was plunged
into it and then brought it out. She headed back to her home, and poured
water from the bucket into her glass. She took a sip from the container, it
tasted awful but she figured that was because nothing tasted right after
the death of her sons. That was two days ago, and it still hurt. She began
to choke. Her hands were beginning to turn pale with veins of green. Chunks
of flesh fell from her face. Blood started dripping from all over her body.
A few hours later the woman was found. There was nothing left but a half rotted corpse had it not been identified one would think someone dug it out of the graveyard. No one could figure out how she died, or why her water was a blackish green.
The village in front of him was burning. His mother sent him out to fetch berries for dessert only an hour ago. He rushed quickly onwards. He had to get back, had to make sure his family was all right. He barely felt the spear pierce through his side. The laugh he heard was horrifying and almost deafening. A figure stood in front of him. His mother's body, along with his wife's, and daughter's were dropped in front of him. The being picked him up off the ground and stared into his eyes. Then the creature, with his other hand, picked up the body of his daughter. She was still breathing slightly. Her eyes blinked open, she was wincing with pain. The Demon Lord sat the father on the ground and used a blade to skewer him into place. A small knife was then drawn, and the Lord put it to the skin of the man's daughter, just below her right eye. He sliced the flesh, the girl screaming with terror, and pain. "Leave her alone you fucking monster!" the man yelled. Another cut, this time below the left eye.
"Daddy, it hurts so bad," cried the little girl. The Demon Lord tilted the girl's head back ever so slightly, and placed the knife on one side. He stepped towards the man and held his daughter, knife still pressed to her neck. "Don't you fucking dare!" the man screamed. With that the Demon Lord slit the young girl's throat. Blood gushed from the wound and covered her father. The Demon Lord then crushed her skull with his armor-clad hands and threw the corpse at the father. He pulled the sword from the man, and then severed his head, arms, and legs from the body, and left them there.
A few hours later the woman was found. There was nothing left but a half rotted corpse had it not been identified one would think someone dug it out of the graveyard. No one could figure out how she died, or why her water was a blackish green.
The village in front of him was burning. His mother sent him out to fetch berries for dessert only an hour ago. He rushed quickly onwards. He had to get back, had to make sure his family was all right. He barely felt the spear pierce through his side. The laugh he heard was horrifying and almost deafening. A figure stood in front of him. His mother's body, along with his wife's, and daughter's were dropped in front of him. The being picked him up off the ground and stared into his eyes. Then the creature, with his other hand, picked up the body of his daughter. She was still breathing slightly. Her eyes blinked open, she was wincing with pain. The Demon Lord sat the father on the ground and used a blade to skewer him into place. A small knife was then drawn, and the Lord put it to the skin of the man's daughter, just below her right eye. He sliced the flesh, the girl screaming with terror, and pain. "Leave her alone you fucking monster!" the man yelled. Another cut, this time below the left eye.
"Daddy, it hurts so bad," cried the little girl. The Demon Lord tilted the girl's head back ever so slightly, and placed the knife on one side. He stepped towards the man and held his daughter, knife still pressed to her neck. "Don't you fucking dare!" the man screamed. With that the Demon Lord slit the young girl's throat. Blood gushed from the wound and covered her father. The Demon Lord then crushed her skull with his armor-clad hands and threw the corpse at the father. He pulled the sword from the man, and then severed his head, arms, and legs from the body, and left them there.