Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-17970636-20151110201313/@comment-24080120-20151110232526

Everything was black. He could not see what was going on from this shady mirage. All he could do was hear and listen to the screams, the howls of beasts and the cries of a bloody war. It all seemed like a dream, a nightmare. Despite his bewilderment, there was one thing we has sure of; he was fighting back. Whatever it was, he knew in himself that he fought back valiantly against the odds that faced him. How did he know? Well, he was never one to give in to fear, no, he's the kind of man that conquers it.

|Feral groaned, his forehead was dripping beads of sweat as he was stuck in the loop of his nightmare. His eyebrows trying to reach each other, his face frowning with displease. It was as if something went wrong in his dream that he couldn't have helped. As he was nearing the end of his nightmare, a voice kept echoing softly. At the brink of the end, he saw in the darkness that his Monolith blew apart right in front of him from taking a huge devastating blast. In sync with the explosion of his weapon, he suddenly bursted to wake.

He looked around agitated, the whole scenery was unfamiliar to him. He looked left and right and still he could not fathom where he was and how he got here. As he was looking around, he saw a girl, along with a bunch of people resting on the floor. He blinked and remembered the soft voice that he was hearing, he thought that maybe it came from her.

He tried to stand on his two feet only to prove to himself if he's fine. He felt a bit heavy as he was standing up, that's when he noticed that he had a bag strapped to his back. He seemed to be bothered by it considering that he has scales on his back and it felt annoying to have something heavy on it and press it. But nevertheless, he was good, a bit of scratches on his cheeks and a bit exhausted, but he's good. But it wasn't his condition that mattered to him right now, it was the situation that he's in.

''Why am I here.... What.... I don't remember..... ''

He placed his hand on his head in response to the headache he felt. He glanced at the girl with one eye, he examined her thoroughly. It seemed that his thoughts were right, this girl couldn't have abducted all of them, she seemed to lack the intent to do that act. So why were they brought to this caravan? He wanted to ask, but his tongue was too dry to even bother. He just leaned at the wall and kept rubbing his hand on his forehead.