In this dream he can hear his mother calling his name " Kingston awake up my son". He opens his eyes and he could see feel and smell his surroundings. The richest of the dirt, the freshness of the water as it drips and feeds the wilderness that he has been in for weeks. He can also smell the musk of the creatures that trail him, their sweat, their anger and last thier fear. He stays hidden in the tree that offered him shelter as the creatures past below. One by one he kills them. 8 different ways. "Kingston every man has his on fate, different paths they must follow, it is the plan, the design." His mother always told him these things and now he see. He looks the last monster in his eyes and ask " Who sent u for me?" A cold smile crossed the lips of the creature and it's last words were "Noah." Noah, Kingston thought to himself as he travels thur these unknown parts of the region. "Noah."
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