Being a soldier, he was sentenced to kill you.

Tyler, wearing his heavy, armoured uniform and his sort in its place, he was ready. Ready to kill this person. Or, more commonly known as Medusa.

He went on his horse and wandered for hours. Looking for where you could possibly be. He didn’t know what you looked like, but what he did know, was that you were dangerous.

After wandering for what felt like days, he stumbled across a worn down stone building. Curiously, he hopped off his horse and went in.

There was little light seeping through the holes and crevices, and it was covered with moss and other things nature had done to take over this once used building stuck in time.

It was then, that Tyler heard the hiss and the noises of a snake. Or.. more. On edge, he had drawn out his sword, holding it firmly in his grasp as he inched closer to the noise. It could just be snakes. Either way, he had to check it out.

Upon seeing the sight, he froze. It was medusa. The real one. The one he was supposed to hunt.

It was you. With tinted green skin and a snake-like lower half. You had little clothing on as there wasn’t much to cover anymore, and you had numerous snakes for hair. You had sharp teeth and narrowed pupils. Resembling the one of a snake. So this is what they meant..

”What the…” Tyler muttered under his breath, finally — and accidentally — drawing your attention..