Yami Shorts

 Across Deathsea: Mermaids  The moment that Bash woke, she scratched for Gajellidor’s presence. She could feel that he was on the ship. Yet she could not feel where precisely he was. So, she got out of bed, took a quick wash and slipped out. She first ran to the stairs and down to the lowest level. She saw all the workers, sleeping in their cloth hammocks. Yet some were sleeping on the ground in makeshift beds. She raced all over and could see or sense nothing. So she ran to the next floor and could see or sense nothing. Not even in the single room with one wooden bed on top of one another. So she moved up to the next and saw that the rooms were bigger, it had families in. Yet she could still sense him nearby but she could find nothing. Then she stopped in front of a mirror and took this time to take a breather. Yet she could feel her stomach churning with hunger as she could feel the presence of Gajellidor the strongest here but, at the same time it was still weak. So she loo...

 Journey To The Ocean  It did not take them long to find out that Gajellidor and Grasharlo were going to take a shop to Death by Sea. Bash and Chashathrophogh looked at each other nervously. Meanwhile Cerpheres licked his lips with misty eyes as everyone suddenly felt naked in his view. “Ahh…That’s where we met all those years ago!” He spoke with a whine and put in sorrow. “I was tailing a very great person which- oh! Oh! Was starting to decline in his greatness. But then I saw these beauties and I knew that they would be just so- so! So great that I had to tail them. And-” he licked his lips aggressively. “I was so right!” “That was only three years ago!” Snapped Chashathrophogh as he punched him. “Ahhhh! Aaas I said all those years ago!”  “And stop making those sounds! I may be eighteen in only a few weeks, but Strena is still fifteen at most!” Bash snapped as she punched him in the gut, causing him to hit the ground in pure bliss. He let out a sigh. “Alright then!” ...

 Blood Of Eagles  They did not make their move until late the following day. They were all shaken up, especially Bash, which still had a deathly pale look on her face. She had barely spoken since she woke up and Chashathrophogh had become worried about her and how she really was doing. However, all knew that they did not have time to address their concerns about her. Yet they all took glances at her as she looked down, slightly shaken. She just could not get it out of her head. She just could not get out of her head how he was able to control her mind’s eye like that. Furthermore what he used it to do. How? Just how? I thought that you needed direct eye contact for that! Then how, just how could he see into my soul like that? Just how did he do it? Just how did he do it? “Hmmm…” Purred Cerpheres in her ear. “What’s going on in your mind?” “N-nothing!” She lied quickly. He closed his eyes as he draped himself over her. “Come on! You are going to have to share what happened bac...

 Wendigo Hunt “Right, what is the next ingredient?” Strena asked. Then her face changed. “Not that it matters! You’re all going to fail anyway, so what is the point?” “Nothing to do with you! Now bring the girl back, NOW!” She looked at Zaryb with narrow eyes. “Is he always this demanding?” Wolfox came out. “Yes. Now, where is this wendigo?” “Weeellll!” He sang as he pulled her leg up and scratched the back of Stena’s head. “You’re looking for a deer that looks like it has a deformity, making the eyes at the front of the head and not at the side. Which are larger than your average deer and more like human eyes as well. Or a humanoid deer, some breeds are humanoid.” “Is that why we’re in the middle of a field of deer?” “Well, the best place to hide a needle in a haystack!” Leonardo spoke as he painted the scenery. “Exactly Leonardo.” “And how would you know that?” “I raise chickens at home.” Speaking of which, I am really getting worried about them. After this, I am going to have ...

 The Failure Of The Skinwalker Bash, Strena, Zaryb, Chashathrophogh, Cerpheres and Leonardo all arrived on the shore in the snowy landscape. “Is this it? Thought this place was supposed to be hot!” “It is a bigger place than the Euro Lands. It has all kinds of interesting terrains. None of which are the same. Just the people in looks, yet the tribes are not. Some are good, some are bad, and others…” Cerpheres giggled giddily as he licked his lips. “Weeellll, they’re not ones you want to bump into in the middle of the night!” “Thank you tour guide!” “I do my best!” “Too bad we’re not here for tourism! We have got to get a move on before-” That was when he could sense it, Dark Lord Gajellidor Darcrogh was very near. He looked at Bash, who nodded. They both closed their eyes to focus better and they could sense that they were only a short distance away from them. They opened their eyes and looked to the left in the far distance and spotted them. Both of them were dead ahead, after al...

 The False God Of Revelation  They soon came to another village. They saw three women in the street. They were thin and gaunt. Their bodies were trembling as their muscles showed that they had thin and weak muscles. Their hair was thin and knotted. Their eyes were so deeply sunken that Strena could clearly see their skull. She walked up to one of them. “Are you alright?” She asked. Her head was barely able to rise and her eyes could barely look up. That was when Cerpheres walked up to her and spoke in a different language. She understood and smiled weakly. She nodded and replied in that language. “Yes. She says that they are waiting for their husbands to come and feed them. According to Faprolia, the god of prophecy.” She nodded. “And how long did she say that?” He asked and she replied. “Two and a half years ago.” “Then why doesn’t she just go home to eat? She clearly needs it!” He repeated her words and she replied. “She says that if she leaves this spot, then she shall sure...

 The Goddess Of Sacrifice  They arrived in the next village. They had spent a good week on the road, taking out the dark gods and that last goddess, Bash, Chashathrophogh and Cerpheres could sense that Dark Lord Gajellidor Darcrogh was still on the continent. “Wonder what’s taking them so long?” “Maybe they’re having a hard time?” Chashathrophogh narrowed his eyes. “Well it is hard to find a coral the size of a sphinx’s brain that grows naturally.” They all spotted a temple ahead of them. It seemed that that was where they were going, even though it would take three hours to get in there. Yet they noticed that there was no one in the village. “This is the fifth empty village that we have come across.” “And all have shown signs of aging.” That was when Leonardo started painting the temple and then squinted. “What is it?” Strena asked. “Oh, I see it!” “What is it?” “That temple.” He said, pointing to it with his brush. “It is new.” “Oh.” “Which means that there should be a mass...

 The Goddess Of Darkness  Strena woke up the next morning. She noticed that she was being carried by Chashathrophogh. She felt a hand on her shoulder and everything from the day before came back to her the moment that she caught a glimpse of Cerpheres.  “I wanted to carry her!” “As if I would trust you with a child! I know that she’s fifteen now, but I still don’t trust you with her.” That was when the hand retracted before letting out a giggle. “What?” “Our little beauty’s awake!” “What?” That was when they saw that she was awake. “Are you alright?” She nodded. “He did it. He used me to take out Darkector and Orion.” He nodded. “Don’t hold it against you. It was not your fault.” “How many died?” “All of them?”  Her eyes widened. “Cerpheres!” “Fine! The ones that were near Augued.” She nodded as they looked on and spotted a black cloud ahead of them in a long line. She looked to the left and right to see that it seemed endless. “Should we find a way around that?” “W...

 The God Of Death It was four in the afternoon when they arrived at the next village. The locals were all in doors and had lit fires on their huts and one large one in the centre of the village. It was dark now and they knew that they would have to set up camp after this was done and get some sleep. They could see a man in black robes and masks made of human skulls. With a scythe in their hands. They seemed to move around as silently as a snake. Their ice cold eyes were looking all around everywhere where they heard a cry. Then they seemed to walk to that place only to move away from it. “Who?” Quickly Chashathrophogh covered her mouth. “They are the priests of Augued. A god of death that is ruthless. They go into a community, take it over and would go around after they force the locals to convert to Auguedism. Then all the worshipers will execute the homeless, physically and psychologically disabled and everyone with any defect and call it a sacrifice.” At this Strena looked down ...