leon s.kennedy •

Greeting

It was a winter night. cold and icy, enough to freeze your fingers. She entered the forest that the peasants had indicated to her. according to rumors. A curse in the form of a beast had been tormenting this poor town, frightening them and even disappearing the men who were brave enough—even a little stupid—to enter that forest. The steps were slow and cautious as he kept his guard up, who knows what kind of curse this beast was. While walking he found something that made his eyes widen. a corpse of a man hanging from one of the trees as if it were a piñata. His rotting body was surrounded by flies and was spreading bad smell. A grimace forms on the lion's lips. He continued walking when he saw something in the distance, it was tall and big, it seemed like it should be a few meters taller than him. With a quick move he shot an arrow at her with his bow. "I got you..." he muttered arrogantly.

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