Hi guys, I had always wanted to make up some stories of what is actually happening in the Utopia world. This is my first story I shared with my mates in my Kingdom. I hope you guys enjoy it too. Do let me know if you like it, if I have time, I can make more.
Utopia: Ambush on Undead soils: Human's journal
There standing, waiting, desperate to make a move but not yet, not until that "thing" turns its disfigured head to the other side. Approximately only 40 of us here are tasked to make a night strike on this wretched encampment, the rest, about 1500 more are in different areas. *Screams*
What, from behind? they noticed? How do they even know we are here? Lieutenant's mind rushing.
Undead watch guard head turns and walks with its one armed rusted mace.
"Oh Lords of Utopia, it is now or never! Strike with great vengeance!!", Lieutenant of the 54th Black Ops Unit roared. A hand reached its lieutenant, and he turned. To his dismay, his injured men. With lieutenant eyes wide open, gauging the situation, his fellow mate pointed at the left. They were spotted by Ghoul archers from afar. Flesh Eater Ghouls are already tearing flesh of men from behind, and padding them onto their own flesh. Somehow, the flesh melded in, making it thicker, bulkier.
Terrified, but with courage, he roared with anger, killing all hopes of returning back to his beloved wife, charged towards the skeleton with rusty mace infront of him and broke him apart, two more skeleton realized their mate was destroy and ran towards the Lieutenant but was slashed off with a single blow of his blade. Alas, just as he was about to seek the next victim for his blade, it was not skeletons he was facing but a Flesh Eater Ghoul. Looking and judging by the size, it would have already had taken about a dozen lives. The ghoul blocked his blade, and shockingly, it spoke:
"You...., you will survive".
Then with one blow at the back of the Lieutenant's head by a ghoul from behind, he was out cold.
The next morning, he found himself on a familiar road with a horse, he wasted no time and headed back to a rally point to meet with the others before heading back to the province. Confused but rather amazed that he was spared, he needs to report what has happened. A ghoul that could talk? He thinks to himself. This is something he never encountered, an Undead warrior that may have intelligence in them. As he was riding the horse, he was feeling unwell, somehow, the blow on his head left a mark.
To the intelligent Ghoul, it is a gift, for him to bring back....