Chapter III: The Flame Giant
The mountain atop the highest point of the
world began to rupture. Nothing could stop its flames. Impending doom harked
for those nearby, and within several hundred miles’ alarms blared. Men, women
and children scuttled as quick as they could to find transport far away, but
the eruption came too fast.
Charred and stained by the fabrics of the
earth, those caught in its wave of terror melted to the ground below, mixing
with the dirt. Those who survived were caught in a terrible stroke and
collapsed moments later from lack of oxygen. Soon from out of the volcano
seeped a nightmarish liquid. A combination of blood red with black veins, it
creeped down the side of the mountain and to the city below, covering it in its
glory.
With a sudden movement, the ooze formed
into a humanoid body, towering above the entire land and peering around as if
to take in his wonderful masterpiece of death and carnage around.
“Finally… I am awakened… But for what
purpose?” The Flame Giant said.
Fire and sparks crackled from his
forehead, causing a smoky atmosphere in the clouds. His eyes were the shape of
a dragon’s, while his lips were formed like a man. Scaled armor decorated his
body in the bloody black color ooze he formed from. A large malice appeared in
his hands which oozed with lava, causing giant holes of emptiness to form in
the earth below.
“Mmm…” He mumbled, scanning the geography
before him.
“So the others have acted. The homo sapiens have begun to fall… It is
indeed the time to strike…” The Flame Giant let out a deep laugh which shook
the earth, causing a quake that decimated what little buildings still stood.
Marching forward to the battle, The Flame
Giant went. Causing chaos in his wake.
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