The desert sky

BOOM!

BANG!

CRACKLE!

Several such sounds populated the area around the fortress city all the while the desert scourges besieged it.

With the cannons rocking in their alcoves, ballistae quickly loaded up their arrow cartridges and landed deep into the antlion swarm.

But sadly enough, the antlion swarm showed no sign of disappearing any time soon.

And the flying antlions that had retreated as to not get caught up in 'her' attacks from the sky were now returning making it so that tings didn't bode well in the slightest.

These were things that I could tell from my brief flight in the air.

And why was I in the air exactly?

Well when fighting thousand pound beasts of flesh capable of moving boulders with ease, it was a given that they were very strong.

My broken ribs could attest to that fact.

Eyes glancing down, the Desert Scourges roared out their anger at me before turning away as through common sense it was impossible for any normal being to survive a fall from that height.

And I didn't blame them, if I wasn't who I was, I would've fully expected to die right then and there.

But that was where who I was came into play.

Double jumping from the air and bringing out my bow, the bow made out of eternally frozen ice appeared in my hands granting to me a cool breeze as I stared down at the desert Scourges rampaging the walls.

Glancing at the cannons letting out a colorful burst of colors that took over everything in the near vicinity.

I chuckled slightly in both excitement and aprehension.

It really was terrifying to sea a tide of insects surge... well anywhere really.

And with the malaise rushing through my body like the tides of the sea, I thought about how I was going to solve the absolute number of antlions filling the area.

And I think I already got one while I was all high up in the air.

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"FIRE THE CANNONS!"

"WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF RUNE BALLS SIR!"

"I DON'T CARE! USE THEM ALL! IT'S NO USE IF WE ALL DIE HERE!"

Swinging his sword, the silver blade cut through the air as it latched onto antlion flesh and tore it apart.

Face covered in purple blood, the corrosive effects of the blood was taking its toll on the man as he heaved his heavy arms around.

As if they were encased with lead, every swing was one that took everything in his body.

But no matter how tired or in pain he was in, the commander had a duty to the king to fulfil.

So he swung his arm continuously.

Sent flying by the attack, the commander slammed right into a wall as he felt all of his organs and bones shift from the explosion.

Eye twitching and sight dwindling from the lack of blood, the commander lay helplessly amongst the rubble as the damned insects with flesh tearing mandibles surged towards the gap.

Stabbing their claws into the stone, they dragged themselves up to the ramparts where they slowly neared his body.

"Ugh-ugh" Groaning in pain with limbs that seemed to have been injected with lead, his head lay against the stonework all the while the antlions neared his body.

Glancing up at the sky filled with black clouds lined with lightning, his last few thoughts he had before he lost consciousness were.

'Who is that...?'

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'...Well let's just try it.'

Nocking several arrows at once on my bow, the multiple nocked bow gained even more arrows on its already tri arrow body.

My idea could be summed up in some simple words stringed together to form a sentence.

Make it rain.

Arms tensing, my muscles screamed as thunder boomed all around me as the sky was dyed orange.

Now I know it wasn't me doing all of those things in the sky, but I would like to see how I currently looked.

Arrows infused with malaise, I loosed them.

But that wasn't the last of it.

Before the strings could even bounce back, my hands threaded into the void and grabbed the arrows from within, nocking them onto the bow.

Aiming at the general vicinity of the swarm, I realised that there wasn't any particular need to aim since every where I looked there was nothing but bugs.

Pulling the string back to my chest I released it causing more arrows to thread through the bow.

But I wasn't done yet.

Pulling the strings back and manifesting more arrows, I was like a stationary machine gun with the way I was spewing out arrows infused with the power of the malaise.

A falling machine gun that was firing rockets that is.

And it was like rain.

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"Dad"

"Yes sweetie pie?"

"Shut up, don't call me that."

A young girl with incredibly bouncy handle bar hair swung a large comb like a great sword, the sharp edges now lined crimson with the stench of blood swung her hand and got rid of the hand on her head.

The hand of which, belonged to a handle bar mustachio'd man who was all the more happy that he got time to interact with his child despite the not so normal time that they were spending it in.

In no normal functioning society would a battlefield littered with antlion corpses and human corpses be considered a normal father daughter bonding area.

But nevertheless, they came from a less then normally functioning society which could instead be called a war torn land where morals were cheaper than gold.

"Why is everyone outside of Sevallia so weak?"

Spinning around, the pins keeping her hair up flew out and lodged themselves deep into the exoskeletons of the antlions.

"You lied didn't you? Everyone here is much weaker than everyone at home."

"Well that's a given" A helpless smile adorned his face as he clipped his scissors the size of his body.

"Those stories I told you about were about the past."

"When everything was peaceful dad? Stop lying, I can tell that your lying dad."

"But I'm not" Helplessly smiling at his young daughter who was already older than most people out there, he shrugged his shoulders as he reminiscence about the past.

"I told you already didn't I? The previous kingdom of Sevallia was a prosperous one without any monsters plaguing the streets."

'Not to say that the world didn't automatically get even better when your mother was still alive.'

That last part stayed unsaid in his mind.

And staring at his daughter who was oblivious of the fact, the man would like to keep it that way.

"Hey dad?"

"Yes sweetie poo?"

"What is that?"

'Oh no'

Using all of his common knowledge of his daughter so far, the man who was the father of the daughter immediately noted that she wasn't currently herself.

Seeing as she didn't immediately refute him calling her pet name, there was something immensely wrong.

Snapping his head in the direction of her eyes, he took eyes to the sky as the scissors spun out and brought his attention to the sky wreathed in colorful crimson flame.

Framed by thunder in the skies and a ring of fire, a large orange dot centred in the middle of the sky fell like the sun was falling.

It was as if the gates of heaven had been opened and the tides of hell fire have been unleashed.

Drawing several trailing orange arcs in the air, the moment that they landed onto the earth, it shook as if an earthquake had suddenly attacked the world.

Blooming in beautiful petals of fire, the crimson flames swallowed the ants they bloomed on as the sand they landed upon turned into colored glass from the ferocious flames.

Appearing like mystical lotuses blooming in the sea of sand, the fiery flower swallowed up the desert scourges.

Of course not all of the body parts of the desert scourge could be swallowed up, but what if there was two? Three? Five? Ten? A hundred?

What could the desert scourges do then?

Well we shall see right now.

Swallowed up by the billowing flames, they continued to bloom in the sea of sand, converting the lands into a sea of fire.

And it was then that the sun had bloomed in the land where the sun never stops shining.

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So great news, my exams are done and I now know how to merge the Minecraft power tree to the the dead cells one.

Bad news... I am absolutely struggling to get our MC to the Minaft continent in a logical way and I realise I have ADHD

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