Before I forget, I can do poem for request. Send me requests with my e-mail, dertead@gmail.com (I got so frustrated at the fact that every username I tried was already used that I just randomly typed “dertead”). You can also tweet my twitter account, which is also teikuz.

I don’t know about you, but I think this is hilarious.

(I do not own the rights to this song or the ones who made this song, I do not profit from putting this on my blog.)

 They laid in the tent, waiting for the hands of sleep to close their eyes. A yawn came out of Nakuri’s mouth as his eyelids became heavier and heavier, until they finally lowered as he began to dream. Allios, as awake as he was in the day, silently rose for the mattress he usually slept in and went outside. As he made his way out he picked a book up. When he exited the door, he searched the area for a tree to find a large oak. He sat down under the giant plant, reading and memorizing the words and actions necessary do use the combat moves and magic listed in the book. He then stood up and begin to try to use a spell. 

         ”Asetr Toliu!” Allios exclaimed. His arms were held out as he said these words. He’s body was suddenly covered in black, as if his body was covered in shadows. The shadows then split in two as Allios struggled to maintain the twin silhouettes of him. When the two halves of the shadow were both off of Allios’s body and stood by his side, the black figures then began to grow their other halves. When the figures both looked like colorless Allioses, the real one of the three pointed toward a bush. The two characters dashed forward and slammed into  the tall green plant, exploding with dark energy. Allios fell to his knees and panted with exhaustion.

  “Ow! Hey!” said a voice from the bushes.

  “Not now, I’m too busy being tired!” Replied Allios.   

       The two warriors hiked down the mountain. Allios raised a hand to stop his older bother. He silently jumped onto a rock, then loaded his bow with an arrow. He pulled the string back. Nakuri looked the same direction Allios’s own eyes narrowed to see a small, skinny deer. He then walked up to his sibling then said, “I don’t think there’s enough edible flesh on that…” Allios silenced him with a, “Shh!” Nakuri was about to give his brother a lecture before a large bear jumped from the group of tall bushes and trees behind the small creature. Allios quickly shot the bear with an arrow that left a trail of light behind it as it flew toward the lumbering brown creature, killing it with a single hit. The large animal fell to the side before it could harm the deer. “Go on,” said Allios as he walked over to his future meal, “Shoo.” The frightened creature quickly ran off.

     ”How did you..?” Nakuri’s question was interrupted by Allios, who said, “Know a bear would attack? Easy. I saw a cave with deer bones near it. That means a bear was there. I also saw fresh tracks. That means that he most likely went hunting. And when I saw that deer, I knew that the bear would choose that easy meal.” A bright light shined where Allios stood, then faded to reveal a black horse. Then, without moving his mouth, he looked up at the sky and said, “The evening is just about over. We need to set up a camp before the Hoethan hunting patrols thinks we’re prey in the dark.” Nakuri bobbed his head up and down in agreement before walking up to where the hunter and his prey rested, asking, “Do you need help with that?” Allios answered, “Yes.” His brother struggled to lift the beast and put it on the sibling’s back. Allios’s legs shook under the heavy weight that he know carried. “I think that place we stopped last time we went to Resaty is close by,” Nakuri said, “Lets go there.”

      Nakuri stood by a spit, roasting the bear. Allios, this time a wolf, was digging in a nearby location. “Aha!” he exclaimed, his head still underground, “I knew it was a good idea to bury those tents!” His upper half came out of the hole with an unprepared tent. “Great,” said Nakuri, “Now set it up.” Allios sighed, then, with a bright light, turned back into a human. He went back to the hole, this time pulling a stick, some rope, and a couple of tools.”So,” started Allios as he started to push the stick into the ground, “You think we’re  in the Ofitech mountain? I don’t remember where it is, but I know it’s somewhere on the way to Resaty.” Nakuri answered,”Yes, this is the main clan’s hunting grounds.” He then turned around to see his brother. “Uh, Allios?” Nakuri said, “I think that end of the stick goes into the ground.” His younger brother looked at the end of the stick that was unearthed, then pulled the other end out of an immeasurably small hole to witness the dull side. He flipped it as he said, “Oh,” Nakuri turned around, rolled his eyes, and thought to himself, Klutz!

       It has been three years of darkness, deceit, and chaos. The grand king of the pass has changed for the worst, and our economy fell. The ruler increased all of our taxes, to the point where we spent hundreds of Tries just for the right to farm. And after the economy fell for the worst, a dark, horrid warrior killed our wretched king, crowning himself king. He then made us part of Tyu, our enemy country. We became lesser, almost animals, in most Tyu pure-bloods’ eyes. Some of us even were forced into slavery. We need the sup…

 A teenager read an unfinished letter (The words above) with a vengeful look. His name is Nakuri. He sat on the top of a mountain, next to a tent. His back was propped up by the large club he held dear, the Silver Ace. Armor covered his body completely, except for his head. His hair was white and his eyes was gray, however  this wasn’t blindness they rendered his eyes colorless. It was the strength, speed, and accuracy that the gods gave him. Part of his soul was the cost of this blessing.

       He stood up and picked up the club, leaving behind a small crater where the weapon was formally stuck. “Allios!” called the teenager. The tent door shook as a wolf came out. His pelt was pure black. “Get the traveling supplies.” As the wolf nodded and went inside to get the needed items, Nakuri said, “Our sister needs help. I sensed some sort of soul transportation somewhere in that area. This letter explains it.” The tent door shook as Allios came out, only instead of a wolf came out a teenager with black hair and blue eyes. The armor that covered him was lighter. In one arm he had a bag slung over his back, and in the other, a bow rested. “You didn’t tell me we can get letters up here.” He looked at Nakuri. “So, we’re going to Resaty? I always thought they had the best rice.” he asked. Nakuri shook his head. “No, there’s no more Resaty. The new king made it part of Tyu.”

         ”What?! But they’re literally opposite nations! They very gods made that clear! Why would anyone who’s born in the Resaty nation even think of joining Tyu?” asked Allios as they hiked down the tall mountain. “You answered your own question. Anyone from Resaty, but not someone from Tyu. You got to remember, the new king was a foreign warrior. It could have been a loyal Tyu spy. The king might not even be dead, though even I wish he was.” replied Nakuri. “But I guess killing the new king will have to do.” 

        “Is it ready?” inquired a tall man, in a black cloak. A hood covered his head, shadowing his face and only reviling a mad smile. He balanced on the two dark, black blades he had for legs while looking down at the craftsman, who was making a doll. His hands, also shining with the dark metal they were made of, held scythes; one helped to balance him and the other rested. The worker looked up and answered      

       ”Yes, I think it has all that it needs. Well, except for its blessing, but…” the tall man interrupted by saying, “You know the gods don’t like these spells used in their domain. If you asked them for one, we’d both be killed.” He pushed over the craftsman, saying, “Move aside. I need room to give it a mortal blessing.” He stood over the doll, which was on a work table. “Aserfatug egosan,” began the man. A symbol made of blue light appeared on his forehead. “I give my soul to thee.” The blue light brightened before falling down to the doll’s own forehead.

“Yes!” said the man as he lifted the doll. “I can now corrupt my enemy nations. With this doll, I can steal spirits and replace them. Just think about it: I can exchange the spirit of a King with a greedy robber. The robber corrupts the kingdom, and the king goes to the madhouse for claiming he’s the king! A ha ha ha!” He laughed as if it were a joke. “Then I come strolling in, claiming to be a foreign warrior, defeat the ‘king’, and rule Resaty! And then, I’ll make it part of Tyu!”  He looked up. He said, “Even gods shall know the the name Tresael!”

Hello, and welcome to my blog. I like to type stories here. Here’s a few things about me:

I’m not “cool” and with modern society. I am a Christian instead. I have my own free will, unlike most people who follow others with “swag”.

I hate modern music. It’s always about a love affair or the person who sings it. (this is one reason why I like Syrsa’s work.)