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Ivy and the friends in the Dark

Demon_Reaper · Fantasie
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8 Chs

Three

As the days past, Sylia and I found ourselves in front of a jagged cliff face, now we're trying to walk around it. Sylia attempted to climb it but nearly killed herself in the process when she fell, luckily I caught her. I run over and pick up an apple from near a tree to eat, but it was rotten.

"Sylia you have to be more careful" I shout at her as she attempts to climb it again.

"But we need to find out what's on the other side Ivy" she barely made a small jump across a gap, maybe she'll make it this time.

"We need food, I know you barely eat meat, but I need it" I throw a rotten apple to the ground and watch it as it splatters everywhere.

The smell of fresh meat fills the air. We made it past the annoying cliff, the use of rotten apples helped us to get a grip. Sylia went off to find some fruit or a village, I'm hunting for my meal. There's a lot of venison in this area, the deer are like the inhabitants of this land, but food is food. Whether the deer want me to or not, I'm killing them and taking them to a campfire to cook them. If Sylia saw me killing these oh so harmless animals I'll get a beating. I've seen some demons around but not a lot, and I could really do with a demon soul right about now.

"Ivy there's a village past the trees"

"Really, hang on I'll put the fire out and get the meat"

As I throw dirt onto the burning fire I see a scene that I never want to see again, and never wanted to see. I threw up as the image faded away, although I put the fire out I felt sick, deathly sick. Kima, you're dead, no.

We made it to the village before night fall. The villagers welcomed us into a small hut in the trees, the entrance to it was hidden by thick bushes. As I go to climb up the ladder, I notice that everything is made out of trees, even their clothes. Sylia pushes ahead of me and climbs into the hut before turning around to help me up, I can climb trees so a ladder isn't that impossible. As I step onto the last rung it broke, Sylia grabbed my arm as I pulled myself into the doorway and rolled onto the floor.