The bloody Blade.

Long ago there was a peaceful land held in the hills, A dark evil came about across the land and blade became the wrath of all men and women.

The years grow so cold anymore and wind howls out to the dusty lands that once was a home to so many. The war came and gone so many years ago but the devil man came with such evil, A evil that has lingered on our lands. He devastated us all to a point of no return.
Our land was once green and lush with trees and flowers, crops that grew as far as our men and women had reached. The rivers flown down the hills and into the meadows creek, the fresh crisp water how I desire it so. My family and generations before it had such lovely land, My father had saved a great hero once before all of the horrors that came soon after, My mother was a war hero as well as anyone else. The man who caused the world into hell was after my family and anyone else living in peace.

His name was Jack Sam Rye. The man came to our lands begging for riches and food and water, we gave him so that he would live. Little did we know he would be back and this time he came back for blood. We do not know why he wanted to harm us or why he came back for our place first. But he had this weapon this blood cover blade. Sharp enough to cut right through a humans body.

He came after the people out in the fields and before we knew it the rivers were covered in blood. The crops were set a blaze the rivers flowed in red, the trees were dying and everything had become ash. My mother and father took to action along side other warriors but even then the evil man sliced away everyone in sight. Including my mother and father.

Never had I thought of backing away from a fight but this day i had no other choice. I ran to the sanctuary hills. I pleaded for help from the gods and heard no voices but the man slowly creeps into the vast land that I had hidden into. I hear the sound of the man panting after his murder raid.

I tried to sneak away but he grabbed me before I could run and he pulled me back by my hair and stabbed me right through my chest with this blade of blood. I felt the blades cold metal in my chest. I looked down at the blade, I spat out blood and he pulled it back out of my chest and threw me down. I gasped for air and blood poured from my body. Pain oh how all the pain I felt will never leave my head.

My blood dripped into the gods offering pool, and a shutter and shake, The room began to become consumed in my own blood. Then suddenly my wounds become healed as if they didn't happen. I was lifted by the gods the blood of everyone who was killed covered the room and bloody bodies rises up from the floor. Even my beloved parents, This was not normal this was not possible. 

The mans panic shown in his face, He tried to flee but the Bodies of victims grabbed a hold of his legs and arms. He tried to fight back and slice through them, but they just kept growing back. I do not know why but I walked over to him with out any mindset other than to kill him. But I stood in front of him, Looked him dead in his eyes, and asked him why. Why kill them all.

He pleaded and begged me to release him. To spare his life and give him the chance to live.

I had only one thing to say to this evil man. Why should I spare you, who had not spared my people.

He said he had to his will was with in the blade of blood. The blade of blood held the souls of all that had been murdered by him. When the blade hit my vain the blood blade decided to give me the souls of all. The gods gifted me with the power of all blood ability's. And left me with the choice. Do I spare or do I kill. I choose life of course, But this life was not his.But my own.

I slice his throat and his blood pours out and down his body and he became my blade of blood. 

I freed my peoples souls and lived along my now destroyed lands. Alone I stay and alone This blade will remain. The land I once called home is the land of unfortunate memory's and blood spill. This land is known as the blood lands to any who pass by its dusty land. Is my home.