life or death

Lósif—don't worry Ana, we'll get in together and I'll help you swim, we have to wash well, come on Ana—

Both children got into the water and swam for a while, the boy supporting the girl who was starting to have fun and wanted to continue swimming.

Then the imaginable thing happened, the spring turned white and a whirlpool formed in the middle where both were taken by force.

Lósif—Ah! Ana! do not let me go!-

Ana—Ahaha! "Lósif!" both children shouted, the girl grabbed the boy with all her strength so as not to die in the water.

Later they were taken to the center of the lake and it happened, in the blink of an eye everyone's eyes became a vortex spinning and the next second they were out of the water, there was only black earth and some small withered trees and other green ones, On the way they saw pieces of stones where they looked like graves of the dead.

Lósif and Ana got up, they had all their things but they had taken them off and they would only go into the lake with their clothes on, that wasn't the strange thing, now they were in some strange place.

Lósif—Ana it seems that we were teleported somewhere and it is a cemetery, we must be careful when walking or see if someone will help us—

Ana—yes, Losif, I'm going to follow you—

They both walked and arrived at what looked like a wooden hut with a rotten iron sign, then a large silhouette with a shovel appeared in sight of the two children.

Silhouette—what are you children doing here?—

Elderly voice—My name is Kor, I am an old man and I am in charge of the cemetery, although I am not a knight or magician, I am only armed with a shovel and a bell in an old wooden hut,

 If the necromancer monsters attack this cemetery I can activate the alarm and the knights of Tosiff will come and if I'm lucky possibly a white priest will also come.

 Today I find myself inside the kingdom, it is a day where I must buy supplies among other things to return to my job again and change shifts with the thief girl I left in charge.

 After a drink of beer, among other things, I was ready to go to the cemetery with my always faithful shovel along the way. I observed how the economic life changed more in the center of the kingdom. In the north there was beautiful life with resources, but in the south of the kingdom There was unimaginable poverty among a lot of insecurity, children stealing food or money in the street, prostitutes on the corner, all young women, among other things, it is a pitiful sight if we compare it with life in the north.

After returning to my work I observed the little thief girl who was waiting in the old shed with fear, I must assume, everything about this poor cemetery is told—

Kor—girl, I arrived, you did the job well, here I have your reward, I will give it to you—

He took out a bag of rice and another of beans and handed it to the girl, a 12-year-old teenage girl, sunny blonde hair, sunburnt skin and blue eyes, a somewhat pretty girl to look at but she had that strong look, the name This girl is Diana, an orphan abandoned in an orphanage—

Diana—thanks Kor, it was an easy job and I was never afraid—

She responded happily and her eyes sparkled when she saw the bags of food. She received them carefully and waited in the bag. She was happy. Now there was no need for her to sell her body on the street or steal for some time. This is more than enough for her. feed his other siblings in the orphanage.

The old man Kor watched as the girl seemed happy, overflowing with joy, he only hid it but those eyes were bright, then he turned around and left before it got dark. He watched her leave the cemetery into the sunlight.

Afterwards he was accompanied by sunlight again, he prepared a meal in the hut where he had what he needed to cook among other things, he was eating and the night arrived and it was time to be taking care of the entire cemetery of the kingdom of Tosiff as one of the 2 cemeteries of the kingdom and this cemetery is that of people without money or evil people, it was neglected with earthen graves among other simple and simple things there were wells ready to use.

As he walked through the different graves, the dead keeping him company and the shovel always faithful at his side, everything was as usual, the cemetery alone, without any soul inhabiting it, the somewhat thick fog and the cold that hit was at its peak.

Yes, a normal night again, but he heard it a few steps away from some bones, he knew it, he heard it clearly, armed with a shovel in hand, he decided to go and verify the sound with the shovel pressed tightly, he went and saw it.

He would no longer make fun of others about the stories they told, he himself saw a creature made entirely of white bone without any skin and organs walking on two legs looking around then the creature resembling some strange monkey turned around and saw it, the creature approached where he was, he was afraid.

Kor—stop evil creature! I am the protector of this place, stop and leave at this very moment—

Speak And he threatened the bone creature. He hoped that this threat could scare away that thing or at least persuade it a little.

All in vain, the creature approached faster. Then with shovel in hand he prepared for the inevitable hand-to-hand combat.

Kor, with the shovel raised, managed to take the careless creature as they were close. He quickly launched the first blow with the iron shovel with all his strength, gave a strong blow to the creature's head, and when hit, it rolled a few centimeters and returned to its position. standing up this time his eye sockets shone and a lizard's tail was moving and he saw those exposed fangs, he knew that he was in danger and he was too far from the booth to ask for help or inform the knights of the kingdom.

Even so, I do not doubt that I use all the strategy that throughout my life I acquired and faced again, this would be the second time, the creature tinkling and making that echo in the bones that is heard loudly in the lonely place next to the tombs and Fog was a bad omen for him.

Again, the bony creature rushed at a speed greater than what it had and with its claws launched an attack on the human's calf. The human quickly lashed out with the shovel so that the creature collided with the running force and hit its head. Again, only the sound of steel hitting the ground from the creature's skull could be heard.

They started the fight again, an old man with a shovel and a creature of bones faced each other at night in the middle of tombs and fog. The old man noticed how the creature became slow and began to walk to where the old man Kor's hut was. He quickened his pace upon knowing the thoughts of this intelligent creature and struck again with everything he had.

Kor—Take this!—

Managing to make the creature's skull detach and fall to the ground with a thud, then he relaxed somewhat foolishly. The next second the headless creature continued advancing towards the shed. He pushed the creature with the shovel. That is his plan, to bury. In the old grave, he placed it in a grave and quickly used earth to seal the grave.

Tired and sweaty from the fight to the death, he was breathing and sweating. He had to return to the booth to report this to the knights by parchment message. When he arrived at the booth, he heard footsteps again and with a shovel in hand he approached, what he saw. He was surprised by two children, a skinny girl with a big hump and a tanned boy with a huge iron sword and they both looked like rural villagers from some distant village with those clothes and from the looks of it they were on a trip.

Kor—Who are they!?—

The children turned at the sound of the silhouette and Kor watched as the older boy, positioning himself in front of the weak girl with his sword ready for battle, stepped out of the shadows and they saw each other.

Kor—don't be afraid children, I am Kor the guardian of this place, let's go to my hut to make ourselves comfortable and you will tell me how you got here, it is dangerous to be here at this hour. Come on!—

 He spoke in a kind manner and walked to the booth to open it and left it open for the two children to pass through. He had to write that message quickly and he knew it.

With that in mind he quickly began to write on an old cobweb parchment and watched out of the corner of his eye as the children entered and sat on the distant logs.

He knew that tonight was out of the ordinary and I hope for his poor old heart that it is the only one, he didn't believe he would survive the next battle.

With a very tired sigh he continued writing.

Lósif and Ana were sitting in the old shed, which they saw, and an old caretaker was with them, keeping him company, or they keeping him company, to be precise.

Lósif observes that the man finishes writing the letter and hands it to a black bird in the legs and then the bird flies into the air and gets lost with the letter.

Lósif—I apologize for the inconvenience sir, my name is Lósif and my friend Ana is from here, we are farmers from very far away and we just arrived here by mistake, we don't know where we are—

Kor—my name is Kor, boy, and where you got the iron sword from seems to be very heavy, and we must keep our voices down. There is a strange creature made only of bones, but I faced it bravely and ended up winning. I locked it in a tomb and it would never escape. —

When Ana hears the old man speak, he is surprised and wanted to shout that that was the pet. But she was stopped in time by Lósif who turned to look at her so she wouldn't say anything.

Lósif—Mr. Kor, you say that it is a creature made of bone, that is possible, what is it?—

He asked to try to find out how they see the summoners of the dead around here and adapt to the situation.

Kor—those creatures are brought to this world by demons who kill anything in order to bring evil, they are men who sold their souls to evil, they are necromancers, the most disgusting evil of all, those vile and disgusting people kill for the sake of killing, they destroyed a small village far from the kingdom with 10 inhabitants, it is known. Why did several knights go to investigate, all dead and there was a circle of blood, which is the trademark of those things when they do something wrong—

Lósif was silent because there was a possibility that those who killed his family and friends are necromancers and those knights are summoned dead but because they forced the girls if they were dead that doubt he will never know.

So that old man is the summoner and he must take revenge on him, to know the truth now it seemed that the days passed and he arrived at the kingdom of Tosiff in an unusual way with Ana and the things on the trip were all good.

Lósif—I see sir, thank you for letting us stay here, but we don't have a home, we are orphans—

Ana was clenching her fists when she knew the identities of the murderers who arrived in the village. She wanted to speak, to shout that she knew where they were but she doesn't, that's dangerous. She was with Lósif and he seems calm so she trusted him. always.

Lósif—is there somewhere we can stay, sir—

Kor—if it exists, it is an orphanage, it is abandoned, the workers left and the children are still living in that place with the help of some children who work to support the youngest ones and keep them alive, I can take you tomorrow to get settled and search job.

 The kingdom of Tosiff is not so prosperous for the poor, it is a wonderful place for the rich, those disgusting nobles who only think about themselves and do not help the needy, they want and want and the king is the worst, he has no conscience himself sometimes He calls the girls and women and makes them a concubine, he only chooses the most beautiful ones—

Lósif—Sir, then we are in a corrupt kingdom. Are there other kingdoms or just this one?—

Kor—there are several kingdoms, boy, ha, ha, ha, it seems that you never left your side, you are very naive, if there is a kingdom of elves, demihumans, humans and magicians, these kingdoms of humans are one of the richest in materials and other things sometimes the demihumans come here to take female human slaves and mate to increase the population, the king sells them dearly and makes money, it is stupid, the kingdom of magicians is a legendary place only magicians can go to that They say that there are master level magicians and great magicians. But it's just a rumor, they were never there to confirm—

Lósif, upon hearing all the information that this old man was giving him, his mind was shaken by all the possibilities and inhabitants of this world, the possibilities are enormous but corruption is at its maximum, he is going to help from the shadows, he will be a necromancer. well or so he hopes, kill the bad guys and help the good guys if that's what he's going to do.

Lósif—thank you for the information sir and for showing us a place to stay we are grateful—

Ana—that's right sir, we are very grateful for that—

Kor—it's okay guys, don't be so serious, that's nothing, besides the girl seems to have a problem with her back, just look, she's big, I think that's a curse. Girl, do you have that from birth or did it come to you later?—