PeachyProtist

‘Had I gone this way before?’ he wondered, unable to shake the doubt. There was nothing that stood out than the other in all the junctions he took.   ‘Maybe if I stick to only one side, I’d eventually circle out’. With no other better ideas, he went with it and chosen to go right all the way.   In a fit of panic, he tripped over some rocks, losing grip on the torchlight in his hand until it bounced off the solid walls, shattering into pieces.   “Why did I do that!” he screamed, picking up the parts of his torchlight, desperately forcing the parts to fit into each other with his grubby hands trembling in the dark.   His brain cells connected. He took his phone out from his pocket for some light. With renewed hope, however dwindling it may be, he proceeded on to the right side. He would loop this for minutes and minutes, losing his grip on reality. Yet the dreamed exit was nowhere in sight.   ‘This cloud tunnel from before’, he thought. ‘I have been here’. Another right turn. ‘No. Wait

The Dark Demon is malicious and artistic, dealing with darkness and illusions, the Ocean Spirit is cunning with curses, gaining strength from water and capable of equipping him with water spells that he had initially no knowledge of. When he tried to locate a wind element demon, the first place he could think of was Nord, known for its mountains and wind technology. The second guess would be Monqanut, similar in its mountains landscapes, and he would want to go there next if things turned out that there was no demon in Nord. He took out a jar out of his bag. Contained inside it was the memento of the Ocean Spirit -- a primitive flesh-like doll made of bones and hair -- suspended in a yellowish liquid. He had brought some of his memento along, as considering the duration of the vacation he may have needed to perform his rituals in a timely manner as per the agreement with the spirits. Each had their own set of requirements. But sometimes it was also good for Joren as he could use the