steal the moon

I suddenly find myself at the foot of a mountain, the cold air stings my face and the darkness surrounds me from every side. Crossing from that door made me feel a light dizzy, but soon I regain my balance. I listen attentively to the surrounding sounds, and I clearly hear the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground hard, and the sound of some people talking excitedly.

Suddenly, soldiers of darkness appear, surrounding me without warning. I feel their strong fists holding onto me, and I try to resist but they are stronger. Their voices rise with orders, and I feel confusion and fear escalate within me. I don't understand why they are holding me

The soldiers drag me hard, my skin rubbing against the rough barren floor of the mountain. Everything happens quickly, and I can't think clearly. I try to talk, but words don't come out of my mouth. I feel helpless and weak, like I've lost control of my fate.

As they pull me, thoughts scramble in my head. Who are these soldiers And what is my relationship with them And what is the story of their clothing and armor that looks from the Middle Ages !

As they hold me tight, I see one of the soldiers bring out a whip from his belt. He approaches me with steady steps, his eyes shining with anger. I feel fear rising within me, but I try to knit.

"You disgusting slave! I will kill you with my hand"

Although his features were partially hidden, his deep and rough voice was expressing an unarguable power. The way he moved, and the apparent confidence in each step, made him a frightening figure imposing her respect for strength and violence.

At that moment, I was feeling a great dread, believing that this soldier would not hesitate to use his strength to punish me.

And he actually didn't hesitate, I found out late how thin and simple my clothes were, with every whip strike I felt my flesh crumble with her!

over time. I became covered in blood until toe and almost passed out.

"Sir I think that's enough, maybe we should leave his fate to the ruler."

"Hmm... Okay take it"

Oh my luck! The first five minutes in this world and I almost perished.

They tied me to a horse's back and set off.

The atmosphere in the mountain is so cold that it is shaggy that he puts a finger in my bloody wounds. Unbearable pain.

I try to forget this pain by browsing the screen.

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**Available Tracks:**

1. **Blue Path: Present World**

2. **Green Path: A fantasy and Magical World**

3. **Red Path: Future World and Technology**

4. **Yellow Path: Mythology World and Ancient History**

5. **Purple Path: Office Path**

6. **Orange Path: Mixed Path**

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8. **BLACK TRACK :UNAUTHORIZED**

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I discovered that the path of this mission is green, if I am in a magical world Well I hope there is a magic cure for this pain of mine.

We began to set off from the base of the mountain, where the ground was filled with sharp rocks and rugged slopes. The air was cold and getting colder with each meter we progressed. The moon was faintly illuminating the sky.

The sounds of horse hooves hitting the ground hard, and the sound of soldiers filling the horizon with their low and concise talk. I could feel the restraints tightening on my wrist, and with every movement of the horse the pain was rising in my body. The hallways were narrow and winding, making it difficult and dangerous to navigate through them.

From the words of the guards with some of them, I discovered that I am a fugitive slave and we are on our way to a palace. Looks like I got myself in big trouble!

When I think about my previous life, I do not see a big difference, I mean we are all a slave to something and if you are a king!

We crossed a dilapidated wooden bridge over deep valleys, as the sound of water flowing down terrifyingly. The tall and dense trees were blocking a part of the moonlight, making the road look even more dark and mysterious. The wind was fanning dry leaves and spoke a whisper-like sound, increasing the sense of danger.

With every mile we were approaching our destination, I could feel this mansion getting closer and closer. We reached a stone path, where the ground was relatively flat compared to the beginning of the journey. In the end, the small palace appeared on the horizon, with its stone towers and black walls, adding a sense of dread and fear to the end of the journey.

In front of the palace gate, the horses stopped and the soldiers stopped me, forcefully dropping me off the back of the horse and dragging me towards the large gate that slowly opened with a deafening sound. The stone floor under my feet was cold.

They pulled me through the dark corridors of the small mansion. The cold stone walls were getting wetter as we approached the main hall.Strangely on the subject the palace was almost empty. We reached a large wooden door, one of the soldiers opened it to reveal a spacious room and lit up with candles. In the center of the room, there was a majestic man who seemed to be an important person.

The man was dressed in luxurious clothes, his face showing authority and experience. His cold eyes scrutinize me thoroughly, like he's looking for something.

The same soldier who beat me up pushes me inside the room and closes the door. It is then that a man appears from the shadows.The head is bald and his face is covered with a thick black beard, hanging irregularly, as if he were a black Santa!

The soldier takes off his helmet to hint at the details of his face. What is especially special about him is his thick mustache and he has a long scar that stretches from the corner of his mouth to his left cheek.

The soldier speaks in a hoarse and raspy voice

"Sir we've prepared it as soon as we can, but we don't know if he meets a certain person... He must be killed"

A minute, please! I just got to this world you idiots.

"Tyrion!" The bearded bald man speaks.

"Are you the one who caused all these injuries to him He directs his question to the soldier firmly.

"And so what He must set strict limits and only those Lumenians thought they were equal to us" the soldier challenges him.

"You smart! They might just be batteries but we need them healthy"

I don't understand anything! Just watch.. And but I personally support Black Santa.

"But maybe we don't need this Lumini" the bald says.

"A moment what Does he mean me He uttered for the first time.

"Shut up slave!" The soldier hits me on the head, a smile on his distorted mouth and he says.

"Give it to me, sir, and I'll break this brat's neck."

Totally forget having a third man with them, he must be the king or something, secretly pray to have mercy on me... What is this misery.

Before he could speak, I felt a sudden movement from my side.

Suddenly, a girl came running towards the room. Her long hair is flying behind her and her eyes are gleaming with joy. Without hesitation, she hugged me tightly, as if she knew me a long time ago. I was confused and unsure of the situation, but the warmth in her embrace made me feel oddly safe.

The atmosphere in the room is changing significantly.

"Hey white! Where have you been I've been worried about you "

The girl speaks in a childish but gentle voice, her wheat skin and blonde hair and light blue colored eyes. Her body is any in beauty! And her pink dress increased her beauty.

"Liana!" The important man finally spoke.

The girl replies to him

"Uncle Please don't kill white it's my favorite"

Yes, uncle, do not kill me, do not kill the poor white.

"And but, daughter.." The man tries to find the right words. His power would become a laughing stock if he had to listen to his sister's daughter.

But the girl is as stubborn as a bull, puffing her cheeks and crossing her arms.

"Hate you, uncle, and I won't continue the ritual!"

"Okay okay apologize my love" he finally blinks at her.

" also treat his wounds "

What the fuck, Liana! Let's hear her words and bring a doctor.

The important man looks at me thoughtfully, then raises his right hand that glowed with a faint blue light. He approaches me with confident steps, placing his hand on my wounds. I feel a gentle warmth spread through my body, as if magic energy was flowing from his hand to mine.

The blue light is getting glowing, and I feel the pain slowly fading. The wounds begin to heal magically, and the scars gradually disappear. The man whispers incomprehensible words, as if they are old spells that enhance the power of healing.

Moments later, the man raises his hand, and the blue light disappears. I feel that I have fully recovered my strength, and the wounds that were hurting me have been completely healed. The man looks at me with a slight smile.

Well this world seems to be magical!

The girl named Liana grabs my arm and takes me away from everyone, it's much shorter than me, so he was forced to bend a little, we go down the drawers down the floor. And all the way she kept scolding me.

"White why are you running away What if I get hurt more "

I say nothing just blushing. When did a girl tell me like that. This is not a girl. She is an angel.

"Don't run away again, okay!"

Run away No, no, this is forbidden for me now. I am munich with happiness currently.

After a few floors we reach what looks like the underground arena.

"Ma'am what are we doing here !" I ask suspiciously.

"Take off your clothes, White" Liana says with relief!

Well things were getting better.. But I think the situation is getting more and more frightening.

"Um ma'am I don't think your uncle will accept this" I try to avoid the situation.

"She told you to take off your clothes!" Hear the voice of a familiar man

Suddenly the bald man appears from the dark like a bat besides Liana.

"Well I guess the situation is overrated! "