Ugh, well I am rather unsure how to do all of this. I feel nervous posting the little thing I started writing recently here but, well I decided to just dive head first and do it.
This story, it focuses on the misadventures of my Champion of Ingnam. So it's a Corruption of Champions story but, there's going to be a lot of crossover with another H-Game, Slave maker. I have rather enjoyed that game recently after discovering it and while the Slave maker bits are mostly references to things, eventually if I ever get far into the story. I might do more of those areas.
Anyway, well... I guess I will attempt to put the chapters here and written out. However, I would enjoy some criticism of the story itself and such. I want to improve my admittedly limited skills in writing. So um here it is! hopefully...
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Part One: The Champion is chosen.
The Village is thoroughly silent, only the sounds of a storm sound out through the night. A small procession of people walk through the streets of the village, they were wearing matching black robes and hoods trying to hide their identities. A thing that was more for them so they couldn't be seen doing a job no one truly wished to do. One person however, stands out in the middle of this procession, a woman who had just entered into adulthood. She had short azure hair and piercing crimson eyes; her clothes she wore were little more than rags, and her hands were tightly bound by a rope.
She kept her head lowered as the person behind her occasionally pushed her back into her place in line. While they moved through the village, The woman would look up at the windows and doorways of the homes they passed. She would see faces some she would recognize from her lifetime living in the village, she wondered if the looks they gave her as they passed through were ones of pity or remorse.
The procession headed towards the mountains from the village, the storm now adding lightning to the already dreary atmosphere. The woman held her breath as the mountains loomed before them. At the foot of the largest of the chain of mountains was a cave, one that gave off a disturbing vibe in the young woman as the lead members of the procession started to form a straight line in front of the cave entrance. She stumbled forward, pushed by one of the hooded men from the line to the mouth of the cave as the leader of them stepped forward.
He removed his hood and handed it to a member of the procession holding a torch exchanging the items between themselves. He was the village elder, old but, somehow still looking as if he had the energy of a man half his age. The elder held the torch tightly and though he had a remorseful look upon his face, he stamped the torch down and spoke with a voice of authority. “Laura Avisa Duclair, you have been found guilty of crimes against the village of Ingnam and were summarily judged by the Gods themselves. By the law in the kingdom of Mioya, you would have been sentenced to death!” With those words, he slams the torch upon the ground one more and stares at Laura with an intense anger.
He relaxes for a moment as the rain beats down harder upon them, “But, The village requires a Champion to protect it, someone to go into the realms beyond and protect us. Though you are a Criminal, you must renounce your ways and protect us from the demons and disasters that loom over us if you do not.” Reaching to his belt, the Elder takes a knife and cuts the binds upon Laura's wrists. He then pushes her towards the cave entrance. “Go now and never return.” He says with a cold tone in his voice, much different from how he used to speak to her.
Laura stares at the cave for a moment and takes a deep breath before heading inside the cave and shivering from the feeling the cave gave her. “From farm girl, to a wannabe thief and now champion. I wonder if that's all my destiny will be.” She spoke to herself and suddenly feels rather warm and aroused. She breathes through her nose and the smell of the cave seems to increase her lusts even further. She moves deeper into the cave barely registering that she had crossed a glowing purple-pink portal. She then weakly collapses to the ground her body feeling on fire from arousal.
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Just the first little bit I wrote, I don't really consider it Chapter length myself but, I wasn't sure what else to call the first bit I made. A prologue maybe? Ah well. Thank you for reading if you do.
This story, it focuses on the misadventures of my Champion of Ingnam. So it's a Corruption of Champions story but, there's going to be a lot of crossover with another H-Game, Slave maker. I have rather enjoyed that game recently after discovering it and while the Slave maker bits are mostly references to things, eventually if I ever get far into the story. I might do more of those areas.
Anyway, well... I guess I will attempt to put the chapters here and written out. However, I would enjoy some criticism of the story itself and such. I want to improve my admittedly limited skills in writing. So um here it is! hopefully...
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Part One: The Champion is chosen.
The Village is thoroughly silent, only the sounds of a storm sound out through the night. A small procession of people walk through the streets of the village, they were wearing matching black robes and hoods trying to hide their identities. A thing that was more for them so they couldn't be seen doing a job no one truly wished to do. One person however, stands out in the middle of this procession, a woman who had just entered into adulthood. She had short azure hair and piercing crimson eyes; her clothes she wore were little more than rags, and her hands were tightly bound by a rope.
She kept her head lowered as the person behind her occasionally pushed her back into her place in line. While they moved through the village, The woman would look up at the windows and doorways of the homes they passed. She would see faces some she would recognize from her lifetime living in the village, she wondered if the looks they gave her as they passed through were ones of pity or remorse.
The procession headed towards the mountains from the village, the storm now adding lightning to the already dreary atmosphere. The woman held her breath as the mountains loomed before them. At the foot of the largest of the chain of mountains was a cave, one that gave off a disturbing vibe in the young woman as the lead members of the procession started to form a straight line in front of the cave entrance. She stumbled forward, pushed by one of the hooded men from the line to the mouth of the cave as the leader of them stepped forward.
He removed his hood and handed it to a member of the procession holding a torch exchanging the items between themselves. He was the village elder, old but, somehow still looking as if he had the energy of a man half his age. The elder held the torch tightly and though he had a remorseful look upon his face, he stamped the torch down and spoke with a voice of authority. “Laura Avisa Duclair, you have been found guilty of crimes against the village of Ingnam and were summarily judged by the Gods themselves. By the law in the kingdom of Mioya, you would have been sentenced to death!” With those words, he slams the torch upon the ground one more and stares at Laura with an intense anger.
He relaxes for a moment as the rain beats down harder upon them, “But, The village requires a Champion to protect it, someone to go into the realms beyond and protect us. Though you are a Criminal, you must renounce your ways and protect us from the demons and disasters that loom over us if you do not.” Reaching to his belt, the Elder takes a knife and cuts the binds upon Laura's wrists. He then pushes her towards the cave entrance. “Go now and never return.” He says with a cold tone in his voice, much different from how he used to speak to her.
Laura stares at the cave for a moment and takes a deep breath before heading inside the cave and shivering from the feeling the cave gave her. “From farm girl, to a wannabe thief and now champion. I wonder if that's all my destiny will be.” She spoke to herself and suddenly feels rather warm and aroused. She breathes through her nose and the smell of the cave seems to increase her lusts even further. She moves deeper into the cave barely registering that she had crossed a glowing purple-pink portal. She then weakly collapses to the ground her body feeling on fire from arousal.
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Just the first little bit I wrote, I don't really consider it Chapter length myself but, I wasn't sure what else to call the first bit I made. A prologue maybe? Ah well. Thank you for reading if you do.
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