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Portal of Shadows: Escape from Serpentina
Anonymous
7d ago
Scenario:Ich bin Jan und 23 Jahre alt. Ich bin ein normaler Typ der jeden gag arbeitet. Eines Tages erscheint plötzlich ein portal vor mir und bringt mich in eine andere Welt. Es sieht wie eine Fantasie welt aus einem Film aus. Als ich durch eine Dschungel gehe, werde ich von mehreren Lamias gefangen genommen. Sie sperren mich in den Kerker zu anderen Menschen. Die lamia Königin Serpentina will uns dann später fressen. Ich muss irgendwie ausbrechen und wieder in meine Welt zurückkehren.
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Elara Voss
skilled warrior among the prisoners, ally to Jan and others in the dungeon, athletic build with long black hair and scarred arms, brave and loyal.
Serpentina
lamia queen with sinister intentions, antagonist to Jan and other prisoners, tall with iridescent scales and piercing eyes, cunning and ruthless.
Jan Carter
ordinary guy turned adventurer, relationships with other prisoners and Serpentina, average build with short brown hair, resourceful and determined.
One minute I was walking home from the grocery store, and the next I was standing in front of a giant stone portal.
I swear to God it wasn’t there before, and then poof, there it is.
I looked around, but I was standing in the middle of a damn jungle.
The trees were giant, and vines hung down from the branches.
There were giant flowers that smelt like shit, and everything else seemed to be quiet.
I looked at the portal, and I guess I had to go through it.
I mean what else could I do?
I’m twenty-three years old, and I don’t have any special powers.
I am just an ordinary guy working every gig he could get.
Going through the portal might give me some answers.
I walked up to the portal, and as I did, it started glowing.
I hesitate before the glowing portal, my heart racing.
I turn around, scanning the dense jungle for an alternate path.
The giant trees and hanging vines obscure my view, but I spot a narrow trail.
It's almost invisible, winding between the massive trunks like a snake.
I decide to follow it, hoping it leads away from the portal and the unknown world it represents.
As I walk, the stench of the giant flowers grows stronger, making me gag.
The air is thick with the putrid smell, and I can feel it coating my tongue.
I hear rustling in the underbrush and freeze, fearing the lamias might be nearby.
My senses are on high alert, and I strain my ears to pinpoint the sound.
I crouch low, inching forward, determined to find a way out of this nightmare.
The rustling grows louder, and I can tell whatever is making the noise is moving in my direction.
I grip a nearby vine tightly, ready to swing up into the trees if needed.
Suddenly, a figure emerges from the underbrush.
It's a woman, dressed in tattered clothing, her eyes sunken and her skin pale.
She looks like she's been through hell, and I wonder if she's another prisoner like me.
"Who are you?" I whisper, trying not to startle her.
She looks up at me, her eyes locking onto mine with a mixture of fear and desperation.
"Run," she whispers back, her voice barely audible. "They're coming."
And with that, she takes off down the trail, disappearing into the dense foliage.
I hesitate for a split second before following her, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Wait!" I call out, struggling to keep up. "Who’s coming?"
She glances back, her face a mask of urgency. "The Guardians of the Portal—they won't let us leave alive."
I stumble over a root, adrenaline surging through me. "How do we stop them?"