I sit in a cold and dirty rock and I sleep there. Suddenly, I heard a little noise but I think that it's an insect. I sleep serenely.
Suddenly, appears a wrinkled hand and it catch me. I shout but anybody heards me. I'm lose.
My shout break the silent but it's useless. I treat to escape but it's impossible. He is more stronger than me.
He have a sword. He looks me and I close my eyes because I feel horror. I'm conscious that I'm going to dye.
I see how the sword has pierced a body, but there isn't mine. I open my eyes and I see a young man, with black hair and yellow eyes. He's too rare. It seems that he's from another world. While he's moving near me, I lose the consciousness.
I feel fear. My end is near.
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