Jishnu Munshi

Fantasy

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Jishnu Munshi

Fantasy

The Soul Knight

The Soul Knight

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 A simple yet courageous knight was on a midnight patrol. It was quite peaceful compared to his other patrols. Suddenly, he got knocked out cold. When he woke up, he found himself in a jungle-like dungeon. “Where am I?” he muttered to himself. He found a note beside him. It read, “Dear Knight, you are in the dungeon of the goblin. You probably don’t remember anything but trust me when I say I’m a friend. Here is your weapon and a map to help you through this dungeon. Meet you on the other side of the portal.”

While trying to make sense of the note, he unconsciously walks into one of the rooms and immediately got cornered by a group of pesky goblins. He did use the weapon, a ‘Bad Pistol’, given by the mystery man but they started overpowering him. Suddenly, he felt a strange energy within him. He let that power out and erupted into flames. A clone of his original weapon appeared in his other hand and he took the goblins out in a blink of an eye. The flame and the power died out and the clone turned to dust. He took some of the coins in the room and left.

He found a chest room and took the ‘Katana’ from the chest. He found a statue and worshiped it with the coins he had. It had something written on it, but he couldn’t read a thing. He entered a room, got circled, and felt that energy again. But this time, the flame was accompanied by a gust of wind which smashed the goblins into the rubble and knocked them out. He was confused at first, but then figured that it was because of the statue. At last, he found himself in the portal room. He was nervous. “But I can’t turn back now. I came this far to get answers and I will.” He thought before jumping into the portal.                                                  

He found himself in an empty but well-decorated room. Suddenly, he was greeted by a mysterious voice from behind, “Hey, don’t you know how to greet an old pal. Come on, shake my hand.” He looked back and found a tall, slender man standing in front of him.

The man said, “I’m your friend, the Trader.” 

 


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