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Zapathasura: A White Devil

A young boy around the age of fifteen was lying peacefully inside of an ice cube. A long time later the ice cube melted away and he woke up. He found himself in a rusty, old cave under the surveillance of a terrifying, blood-lusting creature whose head that was of a fox and body was of a human. He left the cave running away through the forest but a while later he found out that he didn't remember who he was or where he will go to now... That's how the journey of him began...

AnOrdinaryCitizen6 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 1: Prologue

Somewhere, God knows where, in an icy cave, a fifteen (15) years old boy was sleeping on an ice bed more like in an ice cube coffin. He had a firm muscular toned body and smooth skin with a jade texture, a gentle smile was gracing his pale face. Although, you can't entitle him under the list of handsome hunks, yet his smile had the tempting tendency to steal any woman's heart.

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An unknown time later, the sleeping devil woke up. When he gained consciousness of the surroundings and the basic senses opened their hands to him, he found out that he couldn't open his eyes, neither he could move his limbs an inch, he felt like his whole body had reduced to the state of being immovable by an external bone-chilling cold force.

He fought with his newly gained consciousness to move his body but failed badly, he was unable to see what the situation he was in but he could sense that he was somewhere inside an ice cube or on the unlucky side he became an ice statue, himself.

He fought countless times to get rid of the ice around him but every attempt was futile. Eventually, he exhausted his mental along with physical power and fell into a deep slumber again.

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A huge time skips and the boy woke up again. Vaguely recalling that it might have happened before and the situation seemed similar, he didn't instantly open his eyes. He tried to feel his surroundings and struggled to move his body. When he felt he could move his fingers this time, he opened his eyes, slowly getting the sight of his surroundings.

He found himself in a rusty, old, dark cave, as calculated by the sight of the rocky roof above him. The boy was lying on a stone bed, with furry animal skin being served as a bedsheet.

He slowly got up from the bed, trying to put weight on his body. At first, he didn't feel coldness but when his bare foot landed on the ground, he felt the bone-chilling cold snake-like gust creeping into his body. He jumped on the bed, lifting his feet again and shrank himself between his two knees, he quickly covered himself with the furry animal skin and glanced around his surroundings.

The stone bed was apparently in the corner of the cave, which was a little bit dark and seemed a spooky blackhole. Spider waves, dust, dry leaves could be seen everywhere around the whole cave, speculating that it hadn't been cleaned in a long time.

Just as he was familiarizing himself around his surroundings, the opposite corner of the cave started to glow as the feeble rays peeked inside through the long curtain of thick green vines, and a figure started to materialize. It was a strange figure, neither a human nor a beast, but a creature of both, a combination.

Its head had fully materialized but other body parts were transparent and were slowly gathering a form. The head looked like a fox and other body parts looked like a human, totally opposite to a centaur.

The fox (man's) face had numerous scars, there was a long slash through his left eye, he had a flicker of the fierceness and was exuding a terrifying, dark, blood-lusting aurora, concluding as a whole he looked like a vicious monster.

The boy was startled, he had never seen such a thing in his whole life and couldn't collect any memories that he had ever heard or read about such a creature, a sensation of frenzy and fright crept into his heart.

He was feeling immense pressure from the creature, he was being suffocated by the fox man's terrifying aurora, the heart began to pound violently, clearly, he became terrified.

The fox man didn't wait to fully materialize and seemed in a hurry as he initiated the talk in a hoarse voice while having a sinister grin, "Hahaha..."

Before he could finish his sentence the boy inhaled sharply and ran towards the cave entrance with his full strength, terribly frightened. He had been intimidated so much from the fox man's appearance that suspected he could have died at any moment from fear, or his heart might have burst out any moment.

He rushed out of the cave, after staying in the dark (sleep) for a long time, he couldn't adjust his eyes in the slanting light. He closed his eyes, scrunched shut and couldn't see what was in front of him, that he slipped and fell off.

The cave entrance was snowy and it was on a tall mountain when he slipped and couldn't maintain his balance and slid off from the cave entrance to the mountain bottom. Because of the snow, he only sustained some light injuries.

After landing on the ground, he immediately stood up and dash off to a random direction through the forest, he didn't even look for once at his behind, he was running like a terrifying monster could catch and kill him at any moment if he stopped even for a second.

He ran aimlessly for a long time and suddenly stopped in his track, he already felt that no one was following him but that was not the reason he stopped, he realised that he didn't remember who he was, where he should go and which direction he was running to. He was stunned, what the hell was happening to him?

His complementing over his identity was distracted because of a snow leopard, it was following him sneakily for quite some times. When he stopped, it started to approach him from his back sneakily.

When it was close enough, it pounced upon the boy from his behind and stroke the claw toward his neck. The boy noticed immediately but it was too late to dodge or run without any harm, his survival instinct kicked in and he bent down.

The leopard missed his neck but was able to scratch his back. Though he was able to dodge a deadly attack, he was still injured and three deep claw marks were printed in his back. Having a roll on the ground he stood up and started to run away.

The snow leopard let out a fierce roar and chased after the boy with its full might. This time it didn't care about alerting anyone, its only goal was this damn human's who had dodged his deadly attack without doing anything, that's a humiliation toward his mighty stature, no one ever dodged his deadly attack before.