GrimJou

Author: GrimJou Text translated from Georgian: HarMid Blood Moon To the land of Gracia, where the sun rare shines, the autumn wind has broken the scene of death. Halloween night was approaching in the world of Masterwork, and mystical forces were awakening. In the city of Dion, which had almost become a city of spirits and spiders, two friends decided to head to the city of Giran to warn the population about the approaching mystical forces! But Kamael GrimJou and the dwarf Harmid-s had no idea about the situation on the way. As soon as they left Dion, they found themes in a dark gray forest where the trees were sharing their leaves in fear, and the mist on the way turned into tears of Belle in the air. "GrimJou do you hear these sounds? - asked Harmid, as they applied a place called the Execution Grounds, Once, this had been a radiant forest of sylphs, where beautiful mandrakes blossomed benefit the whispering leaves. "Sounds? What do you mean? - answered GrimJou“A great shadow stars in the air... it draws near!” They contained their journey and came to a gate that led them to a dead land where the performance ground was food for zombies, where bats found solace in the darkness, where ghosts lived, and everything from the cold. When they entered, they beheld a grim sight — the mandrakes, once full of song and color, lay as with husks upon the soil, their beauty long since turned to dust. And on the walls were carved symbols of skulls, they preached fear from the walls and announced death. They contained walking and at the end of the gate, the fog began to thicken. In the dark and thick fog, zombies appeared! "This is a cursed place!" GrimJou shouted, loudly. We must find a way to clear all this and keep moving!” Harmid said, determination hardening his voice. They fearlessly defeated zombies looking for new victims and bats ready to drink blood. GrimJou and Harmid, using their unique armor, where able to fight bravely against this evil. After defending many monsters, they reacted the gate of the wall and just when they thought they were at peace, they saw the Hangman Tree standing outside the gate, casting a powerful spell. GrimJou and Harmid understood that to surviv, they must halt the spell—each risking everything to protect the other. The battle began. With their unique talents, they attacked the tree, but the three contained to cast its spell, and just as GrimJou finished casting Absal Blaze, the three also finished its spell, In an instant, shows erupted around them, blocking out all light from their eyes! When GrimJou came to his senses, he saw the tree lying down, and they had defected it! His friend Harmid had become the spirit of a glowing pumpkin that floated in the air. He could not speak and could not express his sorry for GrimJou, because only his wings were left. He no longer looked like himself, he had also transformed. Into a skeleton of the night. They were always monsters, as they themes had killed a short time ago.. But: neither was the skeleton of the night nor the spirit of the other pumpkin. they are the sons of the masterwork.