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Prologue
Three months ago Fieldmouse left Sky army in fear of being seen as a monster. She fled to the Infinity Jungle where she resides currently. The first month was hard survival with new creatures in every bush. If she couldn’t fly then she’d be dead by now. Speaking of new creatures, she’s running from one right now. The creature had eight legs like a spider but it was more like a skeleton and it was huge compared to a normal spider or skeleton. About six blocks tall. Fieldmouse had learned that their only weakness was fire. Why she’s not flaming up you ask. Well, it’s the middle of the rainy season. That means down pours almost every day. Not any chance of fire during this time. Her guitar had died long ago and until she had a proper house to live in, there was no way of fixing it. No, her only chance was tiring this thing out. On a sunny day that wouldn’t be a problem, but a mixture of little sleep, drenched fur and rags of what used to be clothing soaked in mud and rain water and hunger was slowing her down greatly. She tried desperately to flame up. “Please, please,” she begged her flame. She ran under a large patch of super thick foliage where it was almost bone dry. She tried again and got it. Stopping she turned around and shot a blast at the creature. But this blast was more fire energy that actual fire. It went straight into its rib cage and began to expand. The creature stopped and howled when it expended to the point of breaking it. The entire body began to glow and then, it imploded. The implosion created a strong vortex. It was sucking her in. she tried to get away but before she got then chance it sucked her in and closed, leaving no trace of it being there.
Three months ago Fieldmouse left Sky army in fear of being seen as a monster. She fled to the Infinity Jungle where she resides currently. The first month was hard survival with new creatures in every bush. If she couldn’t fly then she’d be dead by now. Speaking of new creatures, she’s running from one right now. The creature had eight legs like a spider but it was more like a skeleton and it was huge compared to a normal spider or skeleton. About six blocks tall. Fieldmouse had learned that their only weakness was fire. Why she’s not flaming up you ask. Well, it’s the middle of the rainy season. That means down pours almost every day. Not any chance of fire during this time. Her guitar had died long ago and until she had a proper house to live in, there was no way of fixing it. No, her only chance was tiring this thing out. On a sunny day that wouldn’t be a problem, but a mixture of little sleep, drenched fur and rags of what used to be clothing soaked in mud and rain water and hunger was slowing her down greatly. She tried desperately to flame up. “Please, please,” she begged her flame. She ran under a large patch of super thick foliage where it was almost bone dry. She tried again and got it. Stopping she turned around and shot a blast at the creature. But this blast was more fire energy that actual fire. It went straight into its rib cage and began to expand. The creature stopped and howled when it expended to the point of breaking it. The entire body began to glow and then, it imploded. The implosion created a strong vortex. It was sucking her in. she tried to get away but before she got then chance it sucked her in and closed, leaving no trace of it being there.
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