Post by †Lak† on Jul 28, 2009 1:45:08 GMT -5
The dragon bellowed a pillar of flames down upon me.
My shield raised up like an umbrella, keeping the waters of death from soaking my body.
The heat prickled. Although the flames did not touch me, they danced close enough to make the hair on my arms singe behind a suit of steel armor.
As the fire stopped, I looked over my shield. The ruby dragon that haunted the country side was on all fours, looking ready to crush me into powder and then turn me to ash.
Both myself and it knew it had to face vengeance, or i would perish trying to bring it to justice.
I pulled my sword out and ran at the foul beast. It swept its tail low, trying to swat me away. Just as it reached feet away from me, i lunged my body over the mass of scale and muscle.
It reposed itself to slash me with it's claws while i was down, and i raised my shield again.
I shut my eyes as i heard the shriek of metal tearing, its claws through my only defense. My left arm was cracked where the leather wrapped the shield to my arm as the dragon smashed through. I was sent down to my back, my right hand clutching a shaking sword.
The dragon lowered it's head to my level. It's emerald eyes looked though me, past the pained expression and into my soul. It was smarter than a blood thirsty animal. I loved the pain it inflicted. It wanted me to die in agony.
I lashed out, aiming at its eye with my only working limb, a feeble attempt to drive it away. My steel blade ground against its scales before it scored home.
The sword's weak cut skated over red scales and nicked his eyelid, but it was enough.
It stepped back and hissed. It's wings curled up tighter and its eyes narrowed. Its jaws opened like before as it sucked in air.
I acted on instinct.
I stood up and gripped my sword with two hands. A war cry came from my lips as i drove my sword under its chin, between the scales and into its throat. Before it could act, I twisted the blade, opening the wound farther as boiling hot blood ran out like a faucet.
I let go of the hilt and jumped backwards as the behemoth of a monster roared in pain as it tried to free it's neck of the sword. It tried vainly, and its roars of agony grew more desperate.
I watched for hours, it felt, as it died slowly. When it's head finally came down, I limped to my sword and ripped it free from its neck. The metal had melted in some spots and blood leaked into the cracks where the blade met the guard and the guard met the hilt.
I could smell the melted leather in the hilt.
_____
The Virtual Reality pod opened and my eyes opened with.
I gasped for air. I knew i wasnt alone in the room, but i could only see gray.
"We've been working on this project for a decade, only with recent discoveries in neuroscience hav-"
The voice was far away. The light was pale. My senses seemed to mute themselves. I shut my eyes, pretending to hear the voices.
After a full minute of deep breathing, i opened my eyes.
The engineers and programmers with clip boards stood eager to hear my evaluation.
"-in Virtual Reality... Your cognitive lag is a side effect. Were you satisfied with the game?" The lead directer of the VR research asked as i sat up in the pod.
I looked at my left arm and flexed it. I FELT like i had bruised my arm, like i had bumped it funny.
"Very satisfied."
My shield raised up like an umbrella, keeping the waters of death from soaking my body.
The heat prickled. Although the flames did not touch me, they danced close enough to make the hair on my arms singe behind a suit of steel armor.
As the fire stopped, I looked over my shield. The ruby dragon that haunted the country side was on all fours, looking ready to crush me into powder and then turn me to ash.
Both myself and it knew it had to face vengeance, or i would perish trying to bring it to justice.
I pulled my sword out and ran at the foul beast. It swept its tail low, trying to swat me away. Just as it reached feet away from me, i lunged my body over the mass of scale and muscle.
It reposed itself to slash me with it's claws while i was down, and i raised my shield again.
I shut my eyes as i heard the shriek of metal tearing, its claws through my only defense. My left arm was cracked where the leather wrapped the shield to my arm as the dragon smashed through. I was sent down to my back, my right hand clutching a shaking sword.
The dragon lowered it's head to my level. It's emerald eyes looked though me, past the pained expression and into my soul. It was smarter than a blood thirsty animal. I loved the pain it inflicted. It wanted me to die in agony.
I lashed out, aiming at its eye with my only working limb, a feeble attempt to drive it away. My steel blade ground against its scales before it scored home.
The sword's weak cut skated over red scales and nicked his eyelid, but it was enough.
It stepped back and hissed. It's wings curled up tighter and its eyes narrowed. Its jaws opened like before as it sucked in air.
I acted on instinct.
I stood up and gripped my sword with two hands. A war cry came from my lips as i drove my sword under its chin, between the scales and into its throat. Before it could act, I twisted the blade, opening the wound farther as boiling hot blood ran out like a faucet.
I let go of the hilt and jumped backwards as the behemoth of a monster roared in pain as it tried to free it's neck of the sword. It tried vainly, and its roars of agony grew more desperate.
I watched for hours, it felt, as it died slowly. When it's head finally came down, I limped to my sword and ripped it free from its neck. The metal had melted in some spots and blood leaked into the cracks where the blade met the guard and the guard met the hilt.
I could smell the melted leather in the hilt.
_____
The Virtual Reality pod opened and my eyes opened with.
I gasped for air. I knew i wasnt alone in the room, but i could only see gray.
"We've been working on this project for a decade, only with recent discoveries in neuroscience hav-"
The voice was far away. The light was pale. My senses seemed to mute themselves. I shut my eyes, pretending to hear the voices.
After a full minute of deep breathing, i opened my eyes.
The engineers and programmers with clip boards stood eager to hear my evaluation.
"-in Virtual Reality... Your cognitive lag is a side effect. Were you satisfied with the game?" The lead directer of the VR research asked as i sat up in the pod.
I looked at my left arm and flexed it. I FELT like i had bruised my arm, like i had bumped it funny.
"Very satisfied."