User blog:Littlemilton/The fall of the ancient and the birth of the new truth (My fanfic).

This is my first time... writing a fanfic (lol very bad joke), and I hope you like it, please coment, also I don't have ownership of any of the songs and videos that I'm going to put on this fanffic, I don't have ownership on any of the characters and monsters of Monster Hunter Orage that I'm going to use

Down here it's the list of people that deserve credit and why they deserve it:

No one right now. May change.

Well, lets start:

Chapter one: Tears for a mean less life:

Chapter one main theme: []

Abel laid down in the burning floor, he was seriously injured with long and deep cuts all around his body that bleed slowly but without stoping, his ribs had been broken, his shoulder bones had been reduced to dust and the rest of the arm presented freeze burning, he was almost unconscious and upon to die, if not because his injuries, he would die because the colossal Alatreon in front of him.

In this state Abel knew that all was over, probably now the dragon would just wolf down him, then he thought: "That's it?", "All this sacrifice for nothing?".

Abel had all the wright in the world to think that way, after all all his life, actions and decisions were focused in a single objective, put an end to that Alatreon, not any Alatreon, his single mission in life had turned into slaying that specific Alatreon. Then Abel, put on his knees with the remains of his strength and shouted at the beast:

"What are you waiting for?!", challenging the unlimited beast he said: "Finish your job and put and end to this tragicomedy!!".

But the dragon just ignore the words of the already known hunter that laid dying at it's feet and just turned back, raised from the ground and left.

Then Abel knew something, he discovered that after all the fights against the creature it didn't respect him, in fact it reject him as a rival so much that he wasn't even enough honorable to serve it as food, and that the abyss between him and his nemesis was impassable, knowing this he cried, not from failing in the hunt, but for failing in his life, because, without killing the Alatreon was totally mean less.

Then all turned black, as the Bringer.