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Amy
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Prologue
The demons and other creatures, also known as Lost souls of the demon realm. Those were a reclusive and mystical races born during the waking of the world. They were among the oldest known races in Mareth (the biggest dark demon realm ). Theirs was a most ancient heritage, which had shaped them into a very self-sufficient and self-conscious people that often display strong streaks of isolationism. They had a long and fascinating history.
Prepared for what was to come. Most of the last year had been spent honing her body and mind to prepare for the challenges ahead. She was the Champion of Hallow. The one who would journey to the demon realm and guarantee the safety of her friends and family, even though she'd never see them again. The entrance of the cave gapes open, sharp stalactites hanging over the entrance, giving it the appearance of a monstrous mouth. She proceed alone.. she looked around, surveying the hellish landscape as she plot her next move. The portal was a few yards away, nestled between a formation of rocks. It did not seem to exude the arousing influence it had on the other side. The ground and sky were both tinted different shades of red, though the earth beneath her feet feels as normal as any other lifeless patch of dirt. She settled on the idea of making a camp there and fortifying this side of the portal. No demons would ravage her beloved hometown on her watch. She'd need to explore and gather more supplies to fortify it any further. Perhaps she would even manage to track down the demons who had been abducting the other champions or even meet at least one of he other champions.
Amy steps were really slow as she started to explore few feet away from the camp. She wasn't tall; around 4’9 and not heavy 90 pounds. She wore a body hugging dress in classic black, strapless and barely extending down to her mid-thigh stretch tightly over a nice, shapely butt. Plus, her tents outwards where a nice set of ‘beginner’s boobs’ .. Her skin was pale and practically glowed under the red lights of the sky; her shoulder-length hair was a dark golden brown with few darker brown high lights and her eyes were like melted dark chocolate. Her face was human in shape and structure, with light skin. It had a nice set of cheekbones and lips that have the barest hint of pout. She had flared thighs that sway to and fro, emphasized by her trim body, and her tight derriere looks great under her gear. Two normal human legs grow down from her waist, ending in normal human feet.
She set off in search of new horizons, setting off from camp in a completely new direction than she has ever tried before. Away from the parts of Mareth she has thus far discovered, much of the world seems to be a barren wasteland, making even the desert seem healthy and full of life. Her trip soon begins to seem unproductive, having found no new areas of Mareth or any contact with its inhabitants. She sigh and turn back towards camp. She was hopping to find at least on of the old champions. Her being in that forsaken realm mate her scared more than ever.
The demons and other creatures, also known as Lost souls of the demon realm. Those were a reclusive and mystical races born during the waking of the world. They were among the oldest known races in Mareth (the biggest dark demon realm ). Theirs was a most ancient heritage, which had shaped them into a very self-sufficient and self-conscious people that often display strong streaks of isolationism. They had a long and fascinating history.
Prepared for what was to come. Most of the last year had been spent honing her body and mind to prepare for the challenges ahead. She was the Champion of Hallow. The one who would journey to the demon realm and guarantee the safety of her friends and family, even though she'd never see them again. The entrance of the cave gapes open, sharp stalactites hanging over the entrance, giving it the appearance of a monstrous mouth. She proceed alone.. she looked around, surveying the hellish landscape as she plot her next move. The portal was a few yards away, nestled between a formation of rocks. It did not seem to exude the arousing influence it had on the other side. The ground and sky were both tinted different shades of red, though the earth beneath her feet feels as normal as any other lifeless patch of dirt. She settled on the idea of making a camp there and fortifying this side of the portal. No demons would ravage her beloved hometown on her watch. She'd need to explore and gather more supplies to fortify it any further. Perhaps she would even manage to track down the demons who had been abducting the other champions or even meet at least one of he other champions.
Amy steps were really slow as she started to explore few feet away from the camp. She wasn't tall; around 4’9 and not heavy 90 pounds. She wore a body hugging dress in classic black, strapless and barely extending down to her mid-thigh stretch tightly over a nice, shapely butt. Plus, her tents outwards where a nice set of ‘beginner’s boobs’ .. Her skin was pale and practically glowed under the red lights of the sky; her shoulder-length hair was a dark golden brown with few darker brown high lights and her eyes were like melted dark chocolate. Her face was human in shape and structure, with light skin. It had a nice set of cheekbones and lips that have the barest hint of pout. She had flared thighs that sway to and fro, emphasized by her trim body, and her tight derriere looks great under her gear. Two normal human legs grow down from her waist, ending in normal human feet.
She set off in search of new horizons, setting off from camp in a completely new direction than she has ever tried before. Away from the parts of Mareth she has thus far discovered, much of the world seems to be a barren wasteland, making even the desert seem healthy and full of life. Her trip soon begins to seem unproductive, having found no new areas of Mareth or any contact with its inhabitants. She sigh and turn back towards camp. She was hopping to find at least on of the old champions. Her being in that forsaken realm mate her scared more than ever.