Dark Tower-Part 1

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Hello everyone, I'm new here. I like to write different stories, I plan to write stories with different topics from now on. I hope you like it.


I will share my stories in parts so that you don't get bored, like part 1-2-3

Nestled in the rolling black clouds above us, the constantly changing faces of the demons, their gigantic wings gliding softly in the void and their deadly tentacles writhing greedily, were momentarily lit up by the forked lightning in the sky and plunged into darkness, and the familiar vegetation was now replaced by these cursed lands, whose seeds were taken by carnivorous plants from hell. was being beaten by lightning bolts falling one after another.

The raging winds blew past us, trying to slow us down like invisible hands, and the black, sticky rain that poured down from these ominous clouds was hitting our faces in waves. Our horses, galloping through the night, were now panting and neighing uneasily, for we were now close to the tower.

Piercing the gigantic whirlpool formed by these uncanny dark clouds swirling across the sky, this tower was built six thousand years ago by our ancient ancestors, and countless people lost their lives during its construction.

According to the legends that have been told for generations, one day when people did not have to hide in underground cities and the world was a livable place, a kind of black magic called nuclear energy, which was used by people at that time, caused a large-scale deformation in our atmosphere, and as a result, it belonged to very distant stars. A gateway has opened between a hell and our world.

These atmospheric creatures, the inhabitants of a terrible world in the dark corners of the endless sea called deep space, soon flocked to our world through this passage and began to wipe out life on earth with their destructive tentacles. This war between humans and demons continued for thousands of years until only a handful of people remained on earth, and the survivors made the underground cities their home.

Over the long years that passed, the magnificent cities and magic books left on the earth by mankind crumbled into the ground, but people continued to multiply in the underground cities. When they were crowded enough, they came back to the earth and started to build a tower that reached the gate in order to destroy this door where the demons entered our world.

My earliest memories are filled with stories of forgotten times that my grandmother told us by the fire that illuminated our dark underground cave when I was a little boy, and these stories sometimes mention that in ancient times, human beings had a magic that could make them fly in the sky.

Only God knows how true such unbelievable elements in my grandmother's stories are, but even if human beings have had such a magic that can make them fly in the sky, this talent must have been forgotten over the thousands of years spent underground.

It is certain that even our oldest grandmother today does not know exactly what happened in the past, but no matter what, the selfless people before us honored us by bequeathing this magnificent tower to us, and now we are going to honor their sad souls.

We were now elite cavalry, armed with swords, who climbed the tower that the ancient ancestors had built at the cost of their lives six thousand years ago, and went to fulfill their mission and destroy the gate, and the one hundred and sixty-ton load of the chariot drawn by forty mighty horses that came after us was called the hydrogen bomb of our ancestors. It was a sacred chest.

It is said that what caused the opening of the portal thousands of years ago was a spell called fission, and the gate could only be destroyed by the opposite spell, fusion. Our sacred chest, which has this fusion power, was transferred from generation to generation as the legacy of our ancestors and was kept in our underground cities for thousands of years and could be preserved until today.

Now he has come out to fulfill the duty he has been waiting for generations; He was at the very beginning of an unbelievable, difficult journey filled with fearsome demons, bloodsucking creatures, carnivorous plants, and cannibalistic tribes that worshiped all of them.

Thank you very much for reading :)

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