The past

I was 12, in 1518 my family got killed in front of me I was crying while I was watching in horror I thought I was going to be one of them, dead, but the demons just spared me and left me in horror. I was hoping I would get revenge, but I was too young to fight. I was just living in the woods when I spotted a house, I looked inside and I saw a katana in front of my eyes, I grabbed it and ran. I practiced every day, until I got spotted I ran for my life underneath me . I noticed that their was a lever I pulled it and a door opened. I went in and saw that I wasn't alone. there were 2 men that looked like they were in their 20's. They were surprised that their was another survivor, but what I and they didn't know that we weren't the only ones that survived.

(Edited by JaceDeVolld)