The Temple of Nightmares

Apologies for the really long hiatus. 😅 Honestly didn't realise it has been this long, but here is the new chapter hope you enjoy ✨

//TW// gore, talks of death, swearing //

He woke up abruptly. Before he could even calm his breathing down enough, he noticed one thing.

His son was not there.

He quickly dragged himself out of his bed.

"Plant?! Sweetheart?!" He called out as he ran downstairs.

And nothing. His son was nowhere to be seen.

..

"Where?...." He muttered as he looked around as if his son could be hiding from him as a prank.

Sick prank if you ask him, but still.

Still nothing. David thought about where they could be. They weren't supposed to be with Lucas today; he knows that since they were just with him yesterday. So where could they have gone?

"The guild hall!" David concluded as he jumped out of his house and made a beeline to the guild hall.

All he felt was his heart trying to escape from his throat, his feet as they repeatedly hit the ground, his lungs as they burned with each breath he took. He wished that everything was okay, but he knew. Somehow, he knew. He knew that was far from his reach.

As he neared the guild hall, he felt a feeling of dread wash over him, and for a second, he hesitated. Just as he was about to enter the guild hall, he hesitated. That second of hesitation made way for David to notice a horrid smell.

He knew that smell too well. Way too well. It was blood, the horrible metallic smell that he was way too familiar with.

That realisation forced his two feet to continue stepping forward. Entering the guild hall, though, again rooted him to the spot. David didn't know if he should scream, cry, vomit or all of the above as he took in the scene before him.

Inmo.

The Mail cat. Her name was Lara? Yeah, Lara.

Fire boy. No. Fuarn. His name is Fuarn.

..

.

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"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Scream it is.

"RITCHIE! BRANDON!" David called out as he hurried his way up to their office. His legs carried him up the stairs while his mind couldn't stop thinking about what he just saw. He was sure that they would be forever burned into his mind.

He finally reached the top of the stairs. With this unexplainable dread, he burst through the office doors to address the twins, and he made immediate eye contact with Ritchie..

..

"AHHHHHHHHHHH"

Except. Ritchie's head was on his desk while his body lay unmoving on the floor, fallen from his chair.

This is not what David was expecting. He was expecting his guild leaders to be in the room just discussing things about the guild or making future decisions. But no. Ritchie, probably the strongest in the guild, lies dead with his head severed from his body. David is confused. No. He is horrified. What could have—wait.