Draustic

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: October 18, 2016

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I wanted to skip school at the wizard academy so i waited for when everyone was switching classes so the dimension lock would go down. i teleported outside of the school and i decide to take a walk through the forest and after a few hours of walking I came across a cliff. I walked to the very tip of the edge and looked down to the bottom of the cliff, down there I saw a group of Warlocks killing the almost or half dead elves and orcs. It looked like there was a war, I could see hundreds of bodies… thousands. A couple of survivors tried to take on the Warlocks so they could to save their comrades, one of them pulled out an axe and charged jumping on the Warlock. Before he was able to strike him, he was blasted away by telekinetic force, the naive orc tried repetitively, failing to understand what was going on. After the Warlock was done toying with the orc he wove some hand signs and yelled a word of power, the orc erupted into thousands of pieces the other 3 orcs ran away in fear. The Warlock spoke the word of power 3 more times. They each watched in horror as they took turns exploding. I decided to kill the Warlock and stop its murdering. I grabbed my spellbook and levitated down the ledge slowly toward the Warlock. When I was about 30 meters away i started to cast a giant fireball. When i finished and was ready to cast it i brought my hand up to do the hand signs but, My hand stopped it wouldn't move, I couldn't move to finish the spell. I had forgotten the Warlock has telekinetic powers, it had been reading my mind the entire time and now it had gain control over my body. It floated up to me and spoke in some ancient language, whatever it was casting it was bad. It finished the spell and took out a dagger and started to stab me when time stopped, well that's what I thought a second took a hundred years, he had cast a spell that slowed down time for me. He had put me in the worst kind of torture because the knife would slowly pierce into me for millions of years. I wanted to die after thousands of years went by the knife hit my throat. It slowly over decades slit my throat. Then after so many years of the pain the knife came out it was over finally, but i was wrong blood started to slowly pour out of my throat I slowly gurgled on the blood it was a nightmare. After a time that felt endless I died… it was over but then something happened the Warlock reanimated me and made me perfectly back to how i was before i was happy with so much joy. The time wasn't moving so slowly anymore. I looked at the Warlock to thank him for bringing me back to life but he summoned an adamantine construct and cast another spell causing both of us and the construct to teleport into the underdark…. In the lab of the Warlock, he cast some spells on the construct then left. The construct looked at me with cold feelingless eyes. It had the dagger the Warlock had used. It reached to kill me but before the knife hit me timed slowed down again.. I just realized that the 2 spells it had cast caused the construct to stab me while time for me is slowed down then once i die it reanimates me….. I was in a living horror i couldn't stand this anymore I had to kill myself but how? even if I could the construct would just bring me back to life. I despised the Warlock and how could he have such powerful spells.

 


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