The cave was ridden of life and within its cold shadowy murk lay an evil. A monster that was fed by the blood of wasted innocence. Every night, the demon would leave his cave in a ravaging search for young blood. The only one who could save mankind from the wretched demon, was an outsider. He was known to the nobleman as Chan, the lowly pagan bewitched with ancient powers. Yet, this man was no lowly pagan. He was different than the others, no doubt, but he was just as righteous, deserving the blessed sign. For his mission was to save and his duty was to be a warrior of God.
But God goes by many a name that is according to one's culture and identity. So Chan set out on his horse early morning, in April, to defeat the cave demon. He brought with him his mighty ax. As he crept into the cave, he could hear the dripping of the blood, as the demon gnashed his teeth at another victim. Chan crept up slowly, and then overtook the demon with his large ax, he slashed the demon's left arm.
The demon roared and turned to the ground, crawling towards him. Chan leapt over a rock and tackled the demon, and then slit the demon's throat before stabbing him through the chest, where the vitality of the demon thrived. Then Chan threw the demon into the cave water, and poured a purplish liquid over the demon's eyes, before he sprinkled salt over the wound. He recited an ancient verse:
"By God the father of forest flesh and blood, you will go back to nothing and in nothing you have willed, you will no longer remain, an enemy now slain, and in truth, through your death you restore all lost innocence to the youth."
The creature withered and decayed before Chan's eyes. It would not be the first this warrior had slain without glory or recognition by the Kings that ruled the land. He was after-all, gold skinned and dark eyed. He was different, but someday he would rule the land with glory. Someday he would bring himself before God, and prove his loyalty to the kingdom of man.
But God goes by many a name that is according to one's culture and identity. So Chan set out on his horse early morning, in April, to defeat the cave demon. He brought with him his mighty ax. As he crept into the cave, he could hear the dripping of the blood, as the demon gnashed his teeth at another victim. Chan crept up slowly, and then overtook the demon with his large ax, he slashed the demon's left arm.
The demon roared and turned to the ground, crawling towards him. Chan leapt over a rock and tackled the demon, and then slit the demon's throat before stabbing him through the chest, where the vitality of the demon thrived. Then Chan threw the demon into the cave water, and poured a purplish liquid over the demon's eyes, before he sprinkled salt over the wound. He recited an ancient verse:
"By God the father of forest flesh and blood, you will go back to nothing and in nothing you have willed, you will no longer remain, an enemy now slain, and in truth, through your death you restore all lost innocence to the youth."
The creature withered and decayed before Chan's eyes. It would not be the first this warrior had slain without glory or recognition by the Kings that ruled the land. He was after-all, gold skinned and dark eyed. He was different, but someday he would rule the land with glory. Someday he would bring himself before God, and prove his loyalty to the kingdom of man.
