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Vick the forsaken solemnly recounted his experience, with a hint of melancholy in his tone: "As a skeleton warrior, my life became immortal. However, my mind and memories are not as resilient. In the endless desert, we aimlessly wandered, day after day, year after year. Gradually, I forgot who I used to be, the free-spirited ranger Vick, buried deep in my memories by myself."
His eyes revealed a sense of helplessness: "In the Skeleton Desert, I lost everything from the past and became a skeleton warrior who only acts on instinct. I began seeking stimulation through robbery and killing, just to feel that I still existed. However, those actions only added to the emptiness and despair. I began to question the meaning of my existence."
Vick the forsaken's voice carries a hint of confusion and bitterness, his words seem to be recalling those long and lonely days: "Life in the Skeleton Desert is like an endless nightmare, day after day, I can only wander in that desolate land. I thought I would be forgotten forever, abandoned by this world. But things are not as they seem."
His eyes reveal a hint of horror: "Until one day, a masked mysterious figure appeared in the desert. His appearance was like a storm, disrupting the peaceful lives of us skeleton warriors. That strange man, his eyes cold and deep, he cast some powerful and mysterious spell on us. From that moment on, all of us skeleton warriors became restless, filled with the impulse to move forward and destroy."
Vick the forsaken's voice became low, as if recalling that terrifying moment: "That masked figure seems to have a special purpose for us skeleton warriors. His spells not only changed our behavior, but also affected our minds. Under his control, we became a group of uncontrollable beasts, only thinking about destruction and slaughter. I thought I had lost all emotions and memories, but at that moment, I felt unprecedented fear and pain."
A hint of confusion appeared in Vick the forsaken's eyes: "It wasn't until you took control of me that I woke up from that endless confusion. I don't know what the masked figure's purpose is, or why he came here. But one thing I'm sure of is that his appearance changed the fate of this desert and changed the fate of every skeleton warrior."
Van Loon Listening to these words, I couldn't help but feel a wave of complexity in my heart. Who is this mysterious masked figure? What is his purpose? All these questions lingered in Van Loon's mind.
Vick the forsaken After listening to Van Loon's words, his skeletal head tilted slightly, as if imitating the deep sigh of a human, a look that combines centuries of loneliness and immortal suffering. His hollow eye sockets seemed to flash a faint light, perhaps a recollection of the past, or perhaps an anticipation of the future. His fingers gently tapped his own skull, and the sound was particularly clear in the silent night sky: "This is probably my entire story now. From a brave ranger to a forgotten skeleton warrior. Wandering for a thousand years, I have ultimately become the protagonist of a story."
Van Loon listened to these words and felt a deep sense of sympathy and understanding. His eyes sparkled with determination as he conveyed his unwavering resolve: "We will definitely find that masked stranger and uncover all the mysteries. I promise you." Van Loon's voice transmitted through the soul to Vick the forsaken, even though he was now a goat, his heart still held onto human courage and wisdom.
Vick the forsaken reassembled his bones, restoring himself to a complete skeleton warrior form. His skull tilted slightly, seemingly mimicking a human smile, but deep within his eye sockets, there was an indescribable sense of loneliness and helplessness: "Oh, my dear goat friend, your promise, though unexpected, also brings me a glimmer of hope. Promises should not be made too early, but since you've said so, old Vick will look forward to that day."
Vick the forsaken turned to Van Loon with a humorous and relaxed tone, asking, "So... Van Loon? Mr. Goat? What should we do now? Do you have any specific goals or plans?" His skull tilted slightly, seemingly expressing curiosity and anticipation.
Van Loon pondered for a moment. For him, the primary task now was to restore the goat community to its original stable state and make it stronger and self-sufficient. He also needed to protect the forest he had been reborn in, which was not only his home but also the habitat of many creatures. Most importantly, he needed to fulfill the contract with the Night Shadow, collecting two thousand souls in exchange for the freedom of his parents' souls.
However, he did not disclose the contract regarding the Night Shadow to Vick the forsaken. He simply said to Vick the forsaken, "The most important thing now is to restore our goat community and protect this forest from external threats. I think that's what we need to do next."
Vick the forsaken nodded in response, and his bones made a slight cracking sound. Despite being a skeleton warrior, he seemed interested in and supportive of Van Loon's plan: "Well, it sounds like a good plan. As a skeleton warrior, I might be able to offer some help. After all, this is my home too." His tone revealed a hint of ease and humor, as if in this desolate land, he had finally found his own place.
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