Custom Story for Toram

Since Art isn't limited to drawings, I may as well show the lingual portion of it, eh?

The tremors grew deeper as the beast roared. Watching me, hunting me on this mountain of dead, I could see hatred for all beings in its eyes. I couldn't evade the crystalline spikes anymore, as the field was layered.
"Dammit," I whispered to myself, "Why me..?"
My rhetorical question was answered by a line of crystals shooting from the ground. I tried to evade, but nearly fell into a pile of shards, scratching my arms and legs. Another roar shook the temple, dropping debris of the destroyed sepulcher onto the ground. I used the dust as a cover of darkness, lobbing knives at it then jumping for an attempt at a stab. The knives bounced off harmlessly, and my lunge was caught by the beast tail. I was locked in the air, clashing against the monster's tail, as an ominous aura rose. The entire mountain seems to fill with a dark miasma as the beast opened its mouth. It roared, sending me flying into the dilapidated wall. The breathe was knocked out of me and I became dizzy. I began falling in slow, but was caught by the beast sending another line of crystals. I evaded in the knick of time, retreating in a bolt of lightning before lobbing another flurry of knives.
The eyes of the beast focused on me. I threw off my hood, showing the beast my face. If I were to die, I was going to show Death the face of the one who caused it the most pain. I dashed into the beast a second time, but kept myself planted, wind rushing so quickly that the air spiral around me. The beast swung at me, knocking me over but leaving me able to have carve into its side. It roared in pain, screeching in anger and agony.
"Shut the hell up, I've taken worse asshole," I thought to myself. I took out the last of my daggers and lobbed them all into the fresh wound. The beast was now in a pure fury, hatred seeping out of every crystalline pore on it. It roared, spitting small crystals out its mouth as it did so. I pointed my blade at it, and it opened it's mouth for another power roar as it had done earlier. This was it. One of us die this fateful night. I'm making sure that the one dead isn't me.

 

x.x might suck to be u

 

Oh yeah, ECB was giving me a tough time

 

Oh, so mini story's are a thing here?
well, i must say, you have a very good writing hand.

 

Well, apparently, someone who i will not name, completely disagrees with you having a good writing hand.
*coughy cough* shriyuki *cough*

 

! Lets have a fan literature section
(Tho I don't think there are many writers)

 

Nope
I'm the only one so far

 

Let's not start any fights everyone is entitled to their own opinion

I don't like attention that much so I won't be joining in writing with you, drawing with others, or well almost anything in general that requires me possibly getting attention from others unless I'm helping them or bored

 

This is really good! Please continue on