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The beastial structured figue roared with laughter as he ripped tore through a massive chunk of fresh raw meat, he gazed down at the circle of beastmen below him, in the middle, two gors were clashing in battle, it was fists and horns only. the larger gor smashed his fist into the other gor and slammed him to the ground and roared with glorious victory.

The crippled Gor on the rocky floor struggled to keep his eyes open, he could just make out the figures of his beast brothers walk away and leave him. For losing the challenge from the other Gor, he is dishonoured and abandoned, and left for dead from whatever may find him. As the gor rolled over and stared into the dark sky, a glowing green beam shot across the sky and smashed into a nearby mountian. He felt the crash site pulling him in, and so he staggered to the site.

The pain of his wounds throbbed throughout his body, but still he walked on, he could not take his eyes of the crash site in the distance. All sorts of creatures in the trees around stared with glowing green eyes, none dare get to close as they saw an auraura affect of death surrounding the gor as all life around him crippled and died. Even a small ambushing force of Night Goblins kept their distance from the tainted figure.

The gor reached the foot of the mountian, slowly he climbed the allmost vertical cliff wall, even the gor himself could not halt his movement, he jsut felt an unquestionable to urge to the crash site, it was even as if, he was being called to it, but by whom the gor did not know. He reached the flat top of the mountian, he stared at the glowing boulder, now that he was closer, it pulled him even more, his right army lifted, and pressed against the rock, as he did this, he felt an un-thinkable amount of power, hate, malice and strength, the boulder exploded in front of him, shrapnel shredding through his allready destroyed body, the explosion was followed by a flash of pure green light that momentarily blinded him and he collapsed to his knees, roaring with anger and bestial strength he pushed through the energy still errupting from the past explosion.

Finally the blinding light faded away and the enourmous energy erruption calmed down until it was un-noticable. The gor stood firm, his new found strength from the unknown kept him going. The boulders remains was a strange yet inviting site to the gor, in the ground lay a sword, the gor grasped the hilt firmly and ripped from the mountian side, the very power of the sword made the mountian shake. Then something that the Gor didn't count on happened, the sword in his hand was no normal sword, suddenly he noticed the hilt start to mutate in his hand, he couldnt drop it, it fused with his hand, forever apart of him, as the mutation came to a finish and his hand still throbbed, he heard a voice in the back of his mind.
Why he could hear it, he did not know, who was it, he was yet to find out, but what it told him to, he could not resist.