One day, many many years ago, there stood a large area of land. Lush forest, grassy plains, and mountains for protection. Large lakes, an ocean.... it was perfect. But not just for humans and animals, Demons as well. No one could agree on who would get the lands. So, the Demons attacked. They slaughtered every human in their way, leading humans to oblivion. Almost. One human rose up, training men and women alike, all to fight. They took the land, killing every Demon in their path, until the land was theirs. They built towns. Towns turned to villages. Villages turned to kingdoms. And when the Demons tried to take it back, people hired hunters. Demon Hunters. Even now, Demons kill humans for sport. They are then usually killed by Demons Hunters, and the humans' deaths are brought to justice. But now.... now you were being chased by one of the most known and skilled Demon Hunters in Sermia. You had about three arrows in your right leg, causing you to half limp as you raced through the woods, fast and nimble as ever. "Just give up!" the Demon Hunter said from behind you. He was gaining on you fast.
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