I Am the King

This article may have a better story But the writing may be very poor? On a rainy night, the miasma period in the western part of the empire had just ended, and few living creatures came out of their nests. However, the beasts in the Andetti Forest were hunting so frequently that the entire forest was lifeless. There was a young man lying under the old tree in the forest. He was thinner and smaller than the average young man. The young man was hunched over his shoulders, with scars all over his body. Some of the wounds were ulcerated, and there was an indescribable stench mixed with pus, blood and rain. Suddenly, the young man under the tree moved. He stood up with his hands on the mud, and heard the sound of metal colliding. The young man opened his eyes and looked at his hands covered in mud and trapped in chains. It was so dirty that the original skin could not be seen. The rain washed away a small part of the mud on his hands, and he took two deep breaths. He raised the other hand that was not supported on the ground and pressed it along his neck. The sound of metal friction was heard one after another. The chains hanging all over his body were so heavy that he could not move. Fortunately, he had hidden the iron sword from the orphanage here to help him cut off the chains and regain his life. The common places in ancient forests are not very far away, and you can barely drag yourself there (provided there are no wild beasts or foreign objects). The boy crawled to the marked muddy ground and used his scarred hands to dig out Entering the wet mud, full of excitement and anticipation for the sword hidden under the mud. After all, he wanted to live so much. It didn't take long for the thing in the wet mud to reveal its full appearance. The light from the sword exposed by the rain was reflected on the young man's face. His face was pale and pale, without a trace of blood. It could be described as sick, and his eyes were filled with a frightening cold light. I am gradually being coerced by you, but I can still cut off the chains and chains that lock him in life. Before the chain was completely cut off, the beast lurking in the cane jumped out and opened its mouth to bite the boy without giving him a chance. Wild beasts were indeed frequent in the Andetti Forest, which had just passed the miasma period, so the young man did not let down his guard against the surroundings. He also noticed the vines around him and used his sword to cut off the fighting lion wrapped in chains without giving an inch. Although the young man looked thin, his strength should not be underestimated. He raised his sword with his hand and stabbed the fighting lion hard. But the disparity in strength between man and beast was too great, and the lion was so anxious that its sharp claws left several deep marks on the boy's already scarred body. Because of the young man's desire for life, he put more force on the sword and slashed it on the fighting lion's neck. The fighting lion's eyes were fixed on the young man who was pressed under him, and he was bound to swallow him into his belly. The young man was not afraid of the threat of the fighting lion. He carried the sword with all his strength and pierced the lion's neck. Finally, the fighting lion fell down at the last moment. He crawled out of the mud. This fight was almost all out of survival instinct. His limbs had caught up, but his brain was still lagging behind. He was stunned for a while and washed the iron sword with rainwater. The boy probably hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Am I still alive...?" The lion on the ground was not completely dead yet. His eyes were full of horror, and he was rolling back and forth on the ground, trying to escape. The young man held the sword in his hand, and continued to press the sword against the lion's neck. He said hoarsely and gloomily: "If you were alive, then my injuries would have been in vain." The sword in his hand unconsciously added force and cut off the lion's head. The young man found a relatively safe place to sit down, looked at the blood on the sword that was diluted by the rain, and laughed at himself: "I really wish you could escape..." Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain. He had numerous poisonous wounds on his body and had been scratched several times by lions. The wounds were washed away by the rain. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he fell down while holding the sword. "I can't escape..." After the hoarse voice, only the endless darkness in the forest and the sound of dripping rain were left. Intention: Study hard and make progress every day