Story Game - Page 2

Originally posted by: Astraea1306

And within few moments heavy blackness swept across his vision. Next time when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a room which looked very similar to one he had seen in his History book in the chapter 'The French Revolution'.

Now this is an unexpected twist, hehe...

There was a member of the first estate a clergy from France who lived during the mid 18th century. He was brutally assassinated by the guerilla warfare for his unforeseen acts of torture and slavery, during the French Revolution. His family committed suicide when they heard about his untimely death. It was this vision our protagonist was vehemently forced to see, it was these cacophony of voices that he heard on the phone that haunted his life.

Originally posted by: CarpediemRose

Now this is an unexpected twist, hehe...

There was a member of the first estate a clergy from France who lived during the mid 18th century. He was brutally assassinated by the guerilla warfare for his unforeseen acts of torture and slavery, during the French Revolution. His family committed suicide when they heard about his untimely death. It was this vision our protagonist was vehemently forced to see, it was these cacophony of voices that he heard on the phone that haunted his life.

For me also that multiverse theme was an unexpected twist😜😜And I think that's the beauty of this game.

When his mind was bit cleared from the horrific vision, he just witnessed, he was once again pulled back into that invisible tornado and next time when he opened his eyes he found himself seated in his office chair. At first he believed that he must had seen a dream, but when he saw the small pistol in his hand, his forehead was covered in sweat.

Originally posted by: Astraea1306

For me also that multiverse theme was an unexpected twist😜😜And I think that's the beauty of this game.

When his mind was bit cleared from the horrific vision, he just witnessed, he was once again pulled back into that invisible tornado and next time when he opened his eyes he found himself seated in his office chair. At first he believed that he must had seen a dream, but when he saw the small pistol in his hand, his forehead was covered in sweat.

The clergy who was a ruthless killer during the French Revolution was chasing after his opponent who laid him to death. He was a courageous soldier, who was responsible for beheading Roseville the clergy and his name was Tocquivelle Jean Riche. How can a dead person chase the one who edged him to grave? The clergy who was reborn in North America's City near Mariana Trench . He was ignited by his memories of previous birth and is chasing the man who butchered him. Our protagonist galloped as he found his hand with a pistol and shoe marks of sand from Mariana Trench on his withering old shoes. Roseville through the vicious gravitational waves of multiverse discovers that the man who lives in California is a doppelganger of Tocqivelle and his research throws light that the man with the magical cellphone was the brave solider from previous birth.

Originally posted by: CarpediemRose

The clergy who was a ruthless killer during the French Revolution was chasing after his opponent who laid him to death. He was a courageous soldier, who was responsible for beheading Roseville the clergy and his name was Tocquivelle Jean Riche. How can a dead person chase the one who edged him to grave? The clergy who was reborn in North America's City near Mariana Trench . He was ignited by his memories of previous birth and is chasing the man who butchered him. Our protagonist galloped as he found his hand with a pistol and shoe marks of sand from Mariana Trench on his withering old shoes. Roseville through the vicious gravitational waves of multiverse discovers that the man who lives in California is a doppelganger of Tocqivelle and his research throws light that the man with the magical cellphone was the brave solider from previous birth.

Wow...that was impressive. Now my turn.

Scaring for his family's safety, without wasting another moment, he immediately left for his home. He did not forget to carry that loaded pistol.

Originally posted by: Astraea1306

Wow...that was impressive. Now my turn.

Scaring for his family's safety, without wasting another moment, he immediately left for his home. He did not forget to carry that loaded pistol.

Thanks a lot re:)

Our hero's hair of ebony wood and cheeks of blood ran as his adrenaline was skyrocketing on the road ro Hades. His death was conspicuously before his eyes, his heart was attempting to succumb. The clergy outpowered him and hit him by crossing him with his left leg. He fell and he was stripped of all his energy, he drag him and dropped him from the Grand Canyon, as the hero of valor's eyelids gradually fluttered and blood oozed from his nose as he was in a free fall motion.

Originally posted by: CarpediemRose

Thanks a lot re:)

Our hero's hair of ebony wood and cheeks of blood ran as his adrenaline was skyrocketing on the road ro Hades. His death was conspicuously before his eyes, his heart was attempting to succumb. The clergy outpowered him and hit him by crossing him with his left leg. He fell and he was stripped of all his energy, he drag him and dropped him from the Grand Canyon, as the hero of valor's eyelids gradually fluttered and blood oozed from his nose as he was in a free fall motion.

Someone is very energetic today....

He was sure that his end was near. For one last time, he closed his eyes and remembered the smiling faces of his family members. He anticipated a hard impact on reaching the ground, but he fell on large tree bush, which cushioned his fall as well as hidden him from the sight of that clergy.

Originally posted by: Astraea1306

Someone is very energetic today....

He was sure that his end was near. For one last time, he closed his eyes and remembered the smiling faces of his family members. He anticipated a hard impact on reaching the ground, but he fell on large tree bush, which cushioned his fall as well as hidden him from the sight of that clergy.

Now that is what was expected and even I would have written the same

Napolean Bonaparte, the majestical!, I am proclaimed the protagonist as he hit his head on a rock while landing on the tree. The tree and the rock was a synergy of time remnants and it ignited the memories of the past.

Originally posted by: CarpediemRose

Now that is what was expected and even I would have written the same

Napolean Bonaparte, the majestical!, I am proclaimed the protagonist as he hit his head on a rock while landing on the tree. The tree and the rock was a synergy of time remnants and it ignited the memories of the past.

As his old memories, got ignited, a sigh escaped his lips, "Oh ça fait mal!!" [Oh that hurts in French]. He found himself laid on a wired cot, under the care of an old man.

Originally posted by: Astraea1306

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a dark cellar, which was extremely damp and was filled with an unusual stench. At once he remembered, that he was being sent on a mission by The Great Nepolean himself, but he he got arrested and was imprisoned at the Château d'If, the famous prison from where no one had ever escaped alive.

Re, actually what I wrote above his the hero himself is Napplean Bonaparte, the brave soldier. So sorry should also follow that lead na? So Napolean in previous birth our hero is the one who killed the clergy Roseville. Did u get my point.

So sorry my mistake let me edit it