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Chapter 3 (Part 1)

It was Noirxus’ turn to give me his long flowing cloak as he headed towards the stage. I randomly placed the cloak beside me. What exactly did he think of me, a cloak hanger? He may be one but I’m not! As soon as he stepped to the arena, piercing screams began.

Chapter 2 (part 3)

The formal tournament is held at a coliseum like arena where the audience sits in bleachers that circle around the ring. The preliminaries are done in a separate location where multiple stages were set up and contestants fight. The role of the preliminaries is to weed out the contestants of weaklings leaving only those worthy enough to go to the elimination rounds. Noirxus and I checked the chart to see who our opponents are then we parted and went to our respective fights.

Chapter 2 (Part 2)

I carried Noirxus all the way to a nearby inn and checked in. I ordered a single room with two beds but when I saw the room however, I almost fainted with disgust. The innkeeper misunderstood me and gave me a room where the two beds are placed together as one. Without a second thought, I dropped Noirxus on the floor with a loud thud (and maybe secretly laughed at his misery) and moved the beds away from each other, as far as possible. After setting our things aside, I decided to take a bath.

Chapter 2 (part 1)

"Are you sure this is a town?" I asked Noirxus. "It's more like a city to me"

We were standing in front of two huge gates with walls on either side that I assume are surrounding the town. Two sentries were standing guard on either side of the gate watching as a stream of warriors, mages, travelers… basically people of all walks of life, enter the gates. They seemed lax in security in my opinion.

Chapter 1 (Part 3)

I assumed my favorite form- the one with no openings. My legs were apart and my knees were bent a bit. I held the sword with lowered but straight arms in front of me. He on the other hand raised his sword parallel to his shoulders, with the flat portion of his blade facing me. His other hand was an open palm bracing the other end of his blade. Is that his form? Even though it looked like it had a lot of openings, I felt like there were none. Interesting.

Chapter 1 (Part 2)

There it was. On the longest table I've ever seen - food. 

All kinds of food - soups, appetizers, main course and dessert made out of vegetables, fruits, and fish. The centerpiece of the banquet was the biggest multi-flavored loaf of bread I've ever seen.

I think I'm in heaven. If this is a dream, nobody wake me up.

Chapter 1 (part 1)

Ugh. I'm so hungry. 

I look from left to right and ahead but all I see is an endless, dark forest. The summer midday sun is also sucking the life out of me. I've been trekking the road for a week now, surviving only on what the forest can offer but really, can you blame me if I get sick and tired of eating rabbits and birds just to survive?  

I want to eat some bread! 

Prologue

"Master, how did dragons begin?" I asked as innocently as possible.

Novel Synopsis

Genre: Action, Adventure, Comedy, Romance.


You've heard of Dragons. You've heard of Dragon Slayers. But I'm a Dragon Slayer Slayer. That's right. You heard right. I kill Dragon hunters. As far as I'm concerned I'm the only dragon slayer slayer in the continent. Why? Because people are afraid of Dragons and the only ones not afraid of them aren't that active in preventing Dragon poaching. It's all because I love Dragons that I'm willing to kill for Dragons. People think I'm strange. Do you think I'm strange too?