"Death And Rebirth, Dragon's Curse" a fantasy by Kenshin12
I am hoping that this story idea hasn't been taken yet. If it has, I will take this down ASAP. If it hasn't, I'll make updates every two weeks or so(if I remember or if I have the time)
I'm not the best of writers, nor the best at the sex scenes, so I ask for any and all readers to please give me opinions, reviews, and encouragement if possible, Critiques are welcomed but flames will be ignored.
Note that because of how wide this board makes things, my paragraphs seem very short. Please trust me in saying that most of them are not and when I write them, are well around 5-7 lines, again, that's most of them.
Chapter 1: Good-Bye Life, Hello Afterlife?
His chest was burning. His vision was becoming fuzzy, and all around him he could hear nothing but gunshots erupting from around him. A lucky ass clip had penetrated him to his chest, and it didn't take a medic for him to know that he was a goner. They tried to drag him away, but he knew that he'd die anyways. So he'd go down taking as many of the bastards that shot at him as possible. Grabbing his M249 SAW Para, he loaded his last clip and began to fire.
All around him, enemy troops that had overlooked him as a dead man began dying themselves as he pumped a round or two into their chests. At first, the enemy squad erupted into a quick panic, wondering why their men were suddenly dropping dead out of the blue. It didn't take long for them to see him, and they began to turn their weapons onto him. When the squad leader shouted, they began firing.
He ignored the shots that entered the unimportant parts of his body. He just kept crawling to their leader, his M249 taking out those that were in his way. THIS would be his final act of loyalty to his country. Soon enough, he couldn't feel his right leg anymore, as it was turned to swiss cheese by enemy bullets. A few minutes later, his left leg joined it. He still kept crawling, oblivious as to what just happened.
He could see the fear in their eyes. They could see the unyielding fire that was held in his eyes. The eyes of a man who has nothing to lose anymore, but everything to gain with each person he killed. In their native language, they began to call him a demon as they kept shooting him, hoping to hit his brain, heart, or other vital organs as he kept on crawling towards their leader, who was frozen stiff in fear.
Finally, one of their bullets had killed his crawling hand. He stared at it for a few minutes before pulling up his M249 and taking careful aim. He had 3 bullets left, and he wasn't going to make them miss as they kept firing at him.
"BANG!" "BANG!" BANG!"
With a satsified smile on his face, he saw the enemy squad leader fall to his 3 shots. By then he had lost a lot of blood and his consciousness was fading, very fast. He let his last living hand drop as the enemy troops began to surround him at and point to him with all of their weapons.
"You are truly a warrior of Valor. If you were on our side, you would have been hailed a hero a long time ago. It is sad to see one with such fire as you die like a dog out here. Good-Bye, Dragonheart, Warrior of Courage and Strength of Heart." he heard one of the enemy troops say in english before their bullets rained down on his body, and his life left him.
On December 12th, 2093, Lt. Eric Nakamura died serving the United States Marine Corps. 12th Division in World War III. He would be given a closed casket funeral, a proper send off, and be awarded various medals for his acts of courage and valor, while his troops were under heavy fire. His sacrifice would not be forgotten and his name would be in the history books, labeling him as a War Hero. He wouldn't even get to see his wife giving birth to his son, and he was supposed to go on leave right after that fatal mission.......
It was on that same day, Sikiren 12th, 2093 in the Kirian calendar, Blitz Senryu, a legendary dragon-warrior, was reborn in a very unusual way..........
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Breath, life was returning to him. It should be impossible, as he was cursed to die sleeping for an eternity. He had quite clearly remembered seeing the damned council holding him down while chanting out that cursed ritual. All because they were scared of his power. The blood that ran through his veins, granting him superiority over them. He had been modest about his abilities, he had fought for Mijal in the Great Dragon Wars, and this was how they repayed a War Hero?
He had cursed them to burn in Bahamut or Lillith's stomach when they died. However, now, he was about to live again, and he could gain his revenge. Oh, how he wanted to rip out their hearts and feast on their flesh. He would never forget the looks of greed, pride, and smugness on their faces, and he would make sure he wiped them out.
".......I?" a voice whispered.
The dragon looked aound, wondering where the voice came from.
"Where am I?" the voice asked again. The dragon looked further before closing his eyes in concentration.
When he opened them, he noticed something was vastly wrong. His body was rising, and he didn't even feel himself push his arms. His eyes opened much later after he thought he did. Then he began to worry when he saw himself speak without even thinking.
"Hello?" the voice cried out. The voice belonging to him.
What the hell was happening? Wasn't he in control of his own body. He raised his hands, and in horror he saw his body did not do the same, even though he clearly saw his own hands right in front of his face. It was then that the sad truth had hit him.
Although that was his body being woken up, his soul wasn't in there.
He rushed towards his body, but the moment he tried to touch it, he was rejected by a very powerful force. It had almost knocked him out, and it took very powerful spirit calling magic to do that. He was going to prep himself to try again, when he saw his arm beginning to fade.
With another soul inhabiting his body, his own soul wasn't needed, and was to be moved on to another realm. A realm where he could be with his ancestor Bahamut and fight valiently in the endless mock wars that took place in it while one waited for his soul to be tried and judged.
So with was with non-existant tears falling out of his eyes, the TRUE Blitz Senryu, had died in spirit and in vain trying to curse whoever did this to him.
The person in his body was very confused and had no idea what was happening to him. All he remembered was the shouting, some weird noises, and the feeling of peace, but restlessness as the same time. Then, he woke up here in what felt like minutes later. His hearing had improved, as well as his sight and other senses. So he slowly stood up walked around, taking note how tired he felt.
He soon figured out that he was in an underground cave, and walked next to a puddle that had formed from the moisture all around him. When he saw his face, he managed to let out a very big and long shout of suprise. He couldn't remember what he looked like, but he knew for sure it wasn't supposed to be what he saw in his reflection.
Blue scales that glittered like starlight on a calm night. Horns sticking out of the back of his skull. Sharp, piercing green eyes. An X shaped scar going across his face, from eyebrow to cheek. Looking down, he saw he had claws, wings, a tail, and a very big 'package' which slowly withdrew itself as it became accustomed to the cold. Rising to his full height, he could only guess that he now stood well at 6 to 7 feet tall.
With the mystery of his appearence solved, he now had new problems on his hands.
A) He had no idea, when, where, how, or why he was where he was.
He also had no idea about himself, his personality, or past.
C) It was getting very chilly, and though he felt a great warmth at the pit of his stomach, he knew that if he did not escape from where he was soon, the cold mixed with the moisture and water could freeze him alive.
So with that, the lost and confused Dragon stood back up, and began to try and find an exit from where he was. He had a lot to look up, and he didn't know how much time he had to look for it. He could only pray to whatever diety was out there to guide him to the exit and show him the way to figuring out what was happening..........
End of Chapter 1 ...
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