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Adventus Anima - Part 1


The advent of the Anima - Part 1


There had been signs of it coming all along. Ominous Omens appeared, foretelling a dark future worth writing a story about (or at least a blog post). One couldn't really complain that this was an "unexpected development" in the plot. However, our clueless protagonist foogarky was not an observant individual. He was a man of many talents, but keeping abreast of tidings in this fair world was not one of them.

To make matters worse, foogarky was on vacation. He had spent years in battle alongside loonan, the other member of the Brothers-in-Arms duo drafted to keep the monster Gn'arth in check, imprisoned in the cavernous depths of it's lair. He needed a break from the Brothers-in-Arms service, he decided; heading off to the South Seas, leaving loonan in charge.

And then the omens appeared with unfailing regularity as he surfed the waves, danced with unpollinated maidens and quaffed the ale made out of coconut husk in the Southern Seas. But foogarky, the "Oh so clueless, how dense can you be?" one noticed not a single omen among those that presented themselves before him, craving for his attention. Not a single one that is until an omen of such unprecedented magnitude that it could only be described as a "plum catch" literally washed up at foogarky's feet just as he was running into the water with a maiden whose beauty had earlier filled his mind with thoughts of saucy deflowery.

It was loonan's head. (The location of the headless body of loonan was unknown at this point in the story)

Reeling from the shock, foogarky was suddenly aware of the omens that had warned of the tilt in the balance of good and evil in the world. loonan was slain, which only meant that Gn'arth had prevailed. All was not lost however, foogarky thought as he rushed back to the HQ, realising that he was still alive to contain the evil that had apparently been let loose on the world.

He was greeted with the grinning head of Gn'arth neatly driven through a stake, planted vertically in a rice farm next to a scarecrow with a hideous pumpkin head that would made an ugliness comparison between the two heads extremely difficult.

Gn'arth was also dead. Did this mean there was a new challenger in the ring?

posted by foogarky @ 12:46 PM,

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