GRAY EYES

Once upon a time there was myths and legends, it was once said;"And the gods came down to earth and took the fair women of the earth unto themselves and they bore their children."These children of the gods were giant, evil and corrupt. They trampled upon the inhabitants of the earth with their incredible strength and dark magical powers, they are called ANAKIMS.Thousands of years passed and the Anakim bloodline watered down as they mixed up and married more earthly women giving birth to more human than gods until they formed a city called Golem within the large Assyrian empire.The characteristic barbarity never left the Anakim bloodline and with time it became a typical Assyrian thing to be ruthless, barbarous and almost cannibal with enemies.Many generations passed and lineages changed and the Anaki bloodline watered down to the barest minimum. The purest bloodli

We arrive at a distance where we could view the great gray walls of Golem and what we behold is far worse than we had earlier imagined– A thick black smoke, so thick that it darkens the sun, a raging fire burning like hell is alive in it and the screams of my Neem brothers in the fire as it’s voice.All our iron chariots and horses adds to the heat of the fire which could be felt even from our distance, the god of fire is alive now and against us.The most terrifying thing about the whole scene for me is the look on Meizza's eyes, I see it for the very first time – Fear.All our lives in the Crypts of Bane we have been training for war, we have been built the strongest, fiercest and fastest warriors ever known in the history of mankind! Just one Neem could destroy a whole Egyptian army, save a city, or assassinate a king and all his princes in one night. The only thing we are ever warned of is fire!

grab two special daggers of mine from my belt, they are a gift from Karen with which she congratulated me on my very first kill. I throw one of them expertly at one of my attackers and get lucky because it lands on his skull and he falls backwards but before I can turn my attention to the other, he dives at me with his sword in the air aiming to cut my throat, wrong move, now he is vulnerable to my attack!I bend backwards quickly till I hear the bones of my back crack in complaint as I view his sword evade my skull and slice the air before my eyes with his body following through but then I stop his body with a stab of my second dagger on his chest where his heart rests and he halts in shock and looks into my eyes as his warm blood trickles down to his white skirt.“you are an abomination.." he says in the Egyptian tongue amidst the chaos as he observes the color of my eyes with his blood dropping from his mouth.I u

I sit on one of the numerous steps of the temple of Asure in The Crypts of Bane and view how beautifully the clouds give way to a yellow sunset with the cool evening breeze caressing my brown skin and scattering my long hair.The words of Meizza keep echoing in my heart;"Tomorrow your life begins or ends "I keep wondering what this could mean for me because all my life in the Crypts I have lived with the fear that I might not be Neem firstly, because I do not have gray eyes like every Neem does, secondly because my skin is brown while all the other Neems are fair.Unlike my fellow Neem trainees who would sometimes tell tales from the memories they have had with their parents, I do not have any tales to tell because I never had parents. Al-Ain would always tell me I was born in these Crypts but,By who?The priest and priestesses tell me I am Neem but de

The Amorites, all their men are over seven feet tall and their women as tall as the rest of us. They design the light skin on their faces and their long hair with color from leaves and wood.They live on trees and in caves of mountains feasting on raw flesh and blood from humans and animals.They are also called the mountain men. Men with claws and teeth that tears flesh apart like pieces of cloth. Men who dress in animal skin with their countenance fearsome.Men who do not bury their dead but leave them to rot and smell on the ground.More beasts than men...My readings from the shelves remind me of how powerful they used to be as a united clan under one Chief, they raid small villages and cities then to feast on the human inhabitants at midnights. This earned them quite a reputation such that a warning is even written on a pillar of our Temple in The Crypts, it says;"B