Greeting fellow humans, this is my first attempt at sharing one of my private stories. But to make this clear I am not an experienced writer, and never considered myself to be an aspiring writer. I am sharing because maybe someone else will appreciate it, and I can get better for myself and any readers out there! I'd love some tips on how to improve, what I maybe should edit, or tips to expand this story! So, I hope you enjoy.
This is fantasy, but more importantly this is non-consent so if that is a trigger for you, I suggest not reading this.
This first chapter does not have much sexy action, as it is just the setup. After this chapter it be consistently dirtier.
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Once upon a time, in a dimension not so far from here, there was a powerful hunter. One that had never failed in any of his endeavors. One that desired only victory and had a lust for complete power over anything that lay before him. His kingdom was deep in the Forest of Giants, a misleading name that could not describe the horrors that reside within. The other Royals throughout the lands, the other kingdoms past the enormous forest, were mere mortals. Humans that dared not venture close to his land. At least, if they were smart.
Remus was his name. But he was not just a hunter of this hellish forest, but a king and a fallen god. The Forest of Giants was one of the few places where magic still thrived. Hence, why humans never entered. The survival rate of a wandering human was slim to none. Remus wasn't the only hunter in the forest.
His soldiers consisted of anthropomorphic creatures that had followed him through the dimensions, across time and space. They somewhat resembled the Egyptian god Anubis, but much less sophisticated, and a lot more frightening. They were unquestionably and fiercely loyal to Remus, and only Remus. His word was law, and they saw to that.
Remus spent most of his time hunting. Whether it be a creature, a wandering soul, or merely something for his various collections. Today there was nothing in particular he wanted, but he had decided there was no point in staying inside the castle on such a beautiful cloudy day. He had a craving excitement. There had to be something worth catching today, though he didn't know what.
Sometimes he liked some company, but today he wanted to explore alone. The forest changed constantly; it was never a boring venture. There was always something new to see. His all-black attire and silent movements made it easier for him to go unnoticed through the mist. He spent hours climbing over impossibly large tree roots, wading through sparkling streams and climbing sharp cliffs and boulders, patiently waiting to stumble into something worth the venture.
Remus stopped still as a strange, subtle scent lingered around him. He heard rustling through the grass. He slowly crept through the brush to see a pool of water, shining crystal clear and softly illuminating the darkness that was falling upon the forest. There was a girl, petite and pale, lazily laying by the pool. She trailed her fingertips across the top of the water, eyes half open. Silky white fabric draped over her small frame, accentuating her little curves.
A twig snapped underneath Remus's leather boot, alerting the strange girl. She perked up and scanned her surroundings, sniffing the air. Remus stayed still in the brush, holding his breath. The girl, though she could not see anyone, did not wait around to find out what the noise was.
