Chapter 1

Three Friends

Angry footsteps can be heard from a distance, trampling upon whatever unfortunate creeper beneath her foot.

“Why do I have to be the one to do decoy?!” Muttered a young lady angrily.

**Moments Prior**

“Oh come on Liselle! You’re the best at it! I mean which foul beast can resist your absolute attraction?” said a young man, half laughing.

“Xiven, that is not funny. I don’t even know ways to lure an ogre. I don’t even run fast enough! Why can’t you just get Chron to do it instead? ”

“Oh come on Liselle, don’t be such a spoil sport. Don’t worry about a single thing, should you be unfortunate enough to get smashed by the ogre, which is by the way, thrice your height, I’ve got your back. “ Replied the other young man by the name of Chron.

“That just made me not wanna do it more Chron!” says an agitated Liselle.

However, before Liselle could get her sorrows heard and perhaps any hopeful replacement for this seemingly perilous task, Xiven already tuck her her bow into her arms and Chron was reaching for the quivers.

“There, you’re good to go. “ Said a smiling Xiven with his hands tucked by his hips.

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After the character design of the Wielder of Masks, my two good online friends from Singapore and Malaysia decided to write a story based on our characters and also our friendship's analogy. Though most of the story's concept would go to the Singaporean friend, the character Xiven by me of course, and the amplifying and error checking by the other friend who lives in Malaysia.

Expect some artwork for the story.

You can find the link : [link]


It isn't much, we just started out, some grammar and spelling mistakes may be found here and there.

Comments and Critics are very much welcomed. No flame please.