《Haunted Treasure》


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    ¡°To some I am a blessing, to others I am a curse. To the world, I am change¡­¡­.¡±


    ???-¡°Dammit, how the fuck did we get into this situation?¡±


    ???2-¡±If you had listen to me and walked away, we¡¯d be walking home with gold. BUT nooooo, you just had to peek your nose into some random business.?


    ???-¡± Shut up, FUCK!!!!! How would I know that they¡¯d kill a princess right there and then?¡±


    ???2-¡±Oh, I don¡¯t know, maybe its the middle of the night, middle of nowhere, no mans land, far away from the kingdom¡­..aaaaannnd all those loud argument might be a little clue?¡±


    ???-¡±Well why the hell didn¡¯t you say anything then?


    ???2-¡±I did¡­. Like over hundreds of times, especially when I am telling you how WEAK you are.¡±


    ???-¡±That¡¯s not helping me right now, hurry up and do something!¡±This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road. If you spot it on Amazon, please report it.


    ???2-¡±How about running faster? Because you¡¯re too weak to do anything other than that at the moment. I¡¯ve told you once and I''ve told you before, you¡¯re way too cocky if you think I can solve all your trouble.¡±


    ???-¡± Please Uncle Lester, just this one time. I¡¯ll be careful next time. Just help me get out of this situation. Better yet, I''ll go find more books for you and more exotic food to taste. Just help me get the out of here. ¡±


    With a noiseless sigh with a hint of anticipation Uncle Lester spoke --¡±Fine, but I hope that you know that every time I do this, it¡¯ll hurt your life¡¯s essence Alphonse Windbreaker¡±


    Alphonse-¡±Its fine, Its fine with you here I can recover than later and I can extend my life with your knowledge.


    Running through the catacombs hallway, one lone human with a torch dashing through a forgotten tomb. Filled with traps, over grown spiders as large as a panda (Panda are awesome Cough cough), spider webs spread out the building, clicking noises within every room, tens of eyes staring at his back, waiting for a chance to prey. Only to hear the disturbance hundreds of echo footstep with some bone being crushed, following the flickering light twisting left and right turning through the rooms and hall to lose the unknown forces hunting him.


    Up until Alphonse skid to a stop, only to face a broken bridge that was suppose to be there just a few hours before.


    Uncle Lester spoke in his mind-¡±I hope that you¡¯re right Al.¡±


    Al-¡± Now would be a great time Uncle!¡±


    Listening as the sounds of an iron footstep thunder the way closer to his location as if they have a homing magic.


    Then Uncle Lester flicked his transparent finger in the air.

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    ¡°I have seen many things, joy, love, death, hate, revenge, and despair. That is why I''ll never be bored.¡±


    With the flick of his finger, Uncle Lester focus is eyes at the incoming sounds of footsteps stomping on the cold lifeless floor. Silence fills the air, as if the calm before the storm comes to show its wrath. With a few breath of moments, narrowing his eyes Uncle Lester flicked his finger once more to force more of his will to reality.


    Al-¡±So what are we waiting for? They¡¯re getting closer!¡±


    ¡­¡­..¡±crap¡± Uncle Lester let out a trembling voice.


    Al-¡±WHAT DO YOU MEAN CRAP?! DO SOMETHING!¡±


    ¡°S-s-shut up, it¡¯s been awhile since I¡¯ve last cast a spell.¡±-Uncle Lester


    Al-¡±HURRY UP! I can feel the floor shaking already!¡±


    As Alphonse strained his ear against the floor.


    Uncle Lester-¡± Arrg, quick fool. Throw the torch to that hall way and throw something down the hole.¡±


    Al-¡±FUCK! How did I get stuck with this useless ghost of an old fart?¡± Cursing between his breath as he races to toss the torch towards the other hallway, having it landed on some spiderwebs. Causing the flame to spread throughout the hall, lighting up the giant room. Alphonse then rushes to toss a piece of broken rubble the size of a human head down the black curtain depths of the tombs. Seconds pass by as the iron footstep of men comes bursting into the very same room. Scanning the room for the trail of their target, only to find nothing but burning cobwebs and broken furniture.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    Breaking the silence, one of the armored men spoke up to his superior.


    ???1-¡±Sir, I found some trails left behind by that intruder, but it seems to end here.¡±


    Superior-¡±Quick, we must find him. No one must know what transpired here! Otherwise you¡¯ll be fed to the Spider Queen and used as host for their horde of spider-ling!¡±


    Panic struck the hearts of those who heard their superior threats, they madly dashed throughout the room to find any other clues. Minutes pass by as they scour the floor for foot prints.


    ¡°Sir, I¡¯ve found one of his shoe caught in one of the spider web leading towards one of the spider tunnels!¡±Shouting out loud, one of the men raised up a leather boot in the air.


    Superior-¡± Hurry up and give chase, we must make sure the body is found if not more of his belongings!¡±


    Thundering their iron boots, with shields up and sword drawn. They streamed into the crumbling tunnel filled with snow white texture alluring those to their demise.


    With the fire dying down, a lone figure holding the onto the broken off edges of the bridge. A few meters beneath where the armored men was standing at, with bloodied finger nails trickling down into the dark abyss.


    ¡°And you doubted my INGENIOUS plan! Humph¡± snorting with his nose held high Uncle Lester sneered at the young boy.


    ¡°...i...I...I¡± Choking hard on his breath Alphonse spoke with difficulty.


    ¡°Yes, yes I know you¡¯re sorry. I forgive you.¡± Happy with his brilliant strategy Uncle Lester had his eyes closed bathing in the glory of his success.


    Yet the scenery changed as the room seems to distance itself farther and farther away.


    ¡°I CAN¡¯T HOLD ON ANY LONGER!¡±Screaming out loud Al face was filled with despair as he plummeted down, where darkness open its clutches in embrace.

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    (Also I will be posting this story on RoyalRoadl website)


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    ¡°I¡¯ve made countless legends throughout the history of time, but none seems to be able to stay with me.¡±


    Deep in the catacombs of a forgotten kingdom, on a deep cliff the scream of a young boy echos against the crumbling walls.


    ¡°AHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.¡± Breathing out heavily as Alphonse felt the world pushing the air out of his long, he descends down to what seem like an endless abyss. Feeling despair with each passing second, tormented by the countdown to his death. Alphonse life flashes before his eyes as his mind tries to deny reality. Remembering when he first found an iron sword in his fathers closet; the time his sword class began in the summers. The last summer where he return to his home; only to see nothing but ashes and burnt corpses. The tears he shed and revenge he swore to the end of the world.


    ¡°I CAN¡¯T DIE LIKE THIS, NOT UNTIL I GET MY REVENGE!¡± Screaming out of rage he grabs his sword by his side, twisting his body to search for the closest wall.Did you know this text is from a different site? Read the official version to support the creator.


    ¡°CLANK!¡± Alphonse attempted to stab at the wall to try to slow his descent.


    ¡°CLANK CLANK CLANK¡± Tears and eyes bloodshot vein he thrust his sword to the rock wall.


    ¡°CLANK CLANK CLANK swish swish¡± Swinging his sword many times that his arm felt like it was going to break off, until he notice that he was hitting nothing but air.


    ¡°SPLASH¡± Alphonse slammed into the water, dropping the sword to the dark water. Unsure whether all any of his bone are still intact after the impact, immeasurable pain spread over his body and limbs. Struggling hard to push himself back to the surface for air. Yet what should have been an easy distance for him to cross, felt like eternity of coldness and pain. Thinking yet about his unresolved goals and resentments, he found strength to persist on to the surface of the dark water. Bursting out of the water Alphonse gasp for sweet air, while puking out the waters that almost drowned him. Staring out at his surrounding, he figured that he fell into a cavern lake with light moss growing against some walls. But with all of his strength drained from swimming to the water surface, the cold water seeps its claws inside his body. Slowly losing consciousness the last thing he heard was a splash of water just some distance away.


    ¡°Boy, it seems I have taking an interest to you now. Whether that is your good fortune or bad luck is to be seen. Well, first I have to deal with some business first before I can play with my new toy.¡±