As I was pulling the hundredth weed out of my field, I stood up to rest my back. The little devils reproduced like crazy, it was only a week ago that I had completely cleared the emperor's land that he gave me. As I was resting my back, I heard a sound much like thunder, but the sky was clear, and it was to close to the ground. I looked out into the northern nomadic lands and saw a huge cavalry with giant drums. The Mongols were coming! Quickly, I dove behind a tree. The Mongols gave no sign of having heard me. Then to my own surprise, I walked out towards the oncoming army. I miraculously traveled the many ri between me and the army in less than a few minutes. "Sain uu!" I announced to their leader. The whole time I did not know what was wrong with me. I wanted to turn and flee, but I was performing incredible acts of bravery.
The Mongol chieftain, Genghis Khan, was mightily confused with my acts of boldness and courage. He rode towards me while I unwillingly shouted, "Don't hurt me Mr. Mongol! You wouldn't want to be naughty!" This only seemed to enrage him further and he built up speed while holding his sword out at my chest level. His momentum drove his sword through my chest with unstoppable force, and I expected to feel a red flash of pain before I saw the white light of another live. Instead, the sword merely passed through my chest, and I split into two identical copies. The silence on the plain was almost deafening in its emptiness. In two bodies I was able to see with two pairs of eyes. I was consciously frozen with fear, but I was also calling out to Genghis Khan. "I told you not to be naughty, Mr. Mongol!" shouted one of me. "Yeah, Santy
Claus won't came to your... tent!" added the other.
Khan let out a yell that broke the silence and chopped both of my heads off. I simply reduplicated as the Mongol horde joined in, firing arrows, and horses trampling me into the earth. As they saw that I was not going anywhere, and was multiplying again and again, the horde went insane with fear. Only Genghis Khan and his highest officials stayed calm and shared strategies. I was no better than the horde. The multiple thousands of conflicting views were wrecking havoc on my mind. I had no control over what was happening to me, and there was only one possible explanation. I had been possessed by countless demons, who were used the energies involved with death to create their own individual hosts, replicants of their original: me. As fear overwhelmed my mind, the world started to slip away, until I could no longer hear anything despite my close proximity to the Mongols. Then I woke up.
I was lying underneath the tree in my field, where I must have hit my head in my wild dive for safety and obscurity. There was no time for me to reflect of my unusual, fear inflicted nightmare, for I must hide myself from the horde, which was drawing nearer. I pulled out my spade and dug a shallow hole, just big enough for me to curl up in. I quickly grabbed for my basket of weeds, and wove them into a covering for my hole. I dragged the makeshift cover over the hole just as the first Mongol horse trampled over my fields. The tree that I was behind prevented me from being trampled, and any Mongol who looked back just saw an exceptionally neat pile of weeds on the edge of a field. I jumped out of my hole as soon as the Mongols were off in the distance, and then froze. Then Mongols had left behind a sweeper, to catch anyone such as me who might has jumped out of hiding early. I quickly scampered up my tree, and dropped on his head before he could comprehend what was happening. He hit the ground with a sickening crack, but I did not have time to check for live. I stripped him of his Mongol uniform, and rode off in disguise. Luckily he was also a member of the Mongol postal service, he had on of those badges that would allow him free horses. I would have to ride fast and hard to bring the terrible news to my emperor.
The Mongol chieftain, Genghis Khan, was mightily confused with my acts of boldness and courage. He rode towards me while I unwillingly shouted, "Don't hurt me Mr. Mongol! You wouldn't want to be naughty!" This only seemed to enrage him further and he built up speed while holding his sword out at my chest level. His momentum drove his sword through my chest with unstoppable force, and I expected to feel a red flash of pain before I saw the white light of another live. Instead, the sword merely passed through my chest, and I split into two identical copies. The silence on the plain was almost deafening in its emptiness. In two bodies I was able to see with two pairs of eyes. I was consciously frozen with fear, but I was also calling out to Genghis Khan. "I told you not to be naughty, Mr. Mongol!" shouted one of me. "Yeah, Santy
Claus won't came to your... tent!" added the other.
Khan let out a yell that broke the silence and chopped both of my heads off. I simply reduplicated as the Mongol horde joined in, firing arrows, and horses trampling me into the earth. As they saw that I was not going anywhere, and was multiplying again and again, the horde went insane with fear. Only Genghis Khan and his highest officials stayed calm and shared strategies. I was no better than the horde. The multiple thousands of conflicting views were wrecking havoc on my mind. I had no control over what was happening to me, and there was only one possible explanation. I had been possessed by countless demons, who were used the energies involved with death to create their own individual hosts, replicants of their original: me. As fear overwhelmed my mind, the world started to slip away, until I could no longer hear anything despite my close proximity to the Mongols. Then I woke up.
I was lying underneath the tree in my field, where I must have hit my head in my wild dive for safety and obscurity. There was no time for me to reflect of my unusual, fear inflicted nightmare, for I must hide myself from the horde, which was drawing nearer. I pulled out my spade and dug a shallow hole, just big enough for me to curl up in. I quickly grabbed for my basket of weeds, and wove them into a covering for my hole. I dragged the makeshift cover over the hole just as the first Mongol horse trampled over my fields. The tree that I was behind prevented me from being trampled, and any Mongol who looked back just saw an exceptionally neat pile of weeds on the edge of a field. I jumped out of my hole as soon as the Mongols were off in the distance, and then froze. Then Mongols had left behind a sweeper, to catch anyone such as me who might has jumped out of hiding early. I quickly scampered up my tree, and dropped on his head before he could comprehend what was happening. He hit the ground with a sickening crack, but I did not have time to check for live. I stripped him of his Mongol uniform, and rode off in disguise. Luckily he was also a member of the Mongol postal service, he had on of those badges that would allow him free horses. I would have to ride fast and hard to bring the terrible news to my emperor.
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