The forest was crawling with them,
Thousands!
Monstrous nightmares woken from ages of rest,
once upon a time kings have lost men to these Forces, even their best,
fiends that steal the souls of children in their sleep,
The Hearts of Humans they reap.
Soul Ravagers They were called,
And throughout history upon all matter of life, they have Mauled,
behind the Darkness, they have crawled,
swallowed everything in their path,
nearly Blackening the Sun in the early years of the earth.
it was from unknown reasons these monsters were given birth,
origins unknown,
Their hunger for destruction is like a cyclone,
but today their Acts will not be condoned,
for the GINGERBRAVE STANDS BEFORE THEIR PATH...Alone.
his candy eyes Gleam with fury,
His feet brace for impact as the swarm rushes towards him,
a fate that seemed all too Grim.
As swift as the wind, his blade Is unleashed,
As swift as the wind his Candy cane Sword
slashes the Air,
Relentless,
merciless,
Mighty and Determined to end the Evil before him,
Many are Brought to death from such a swing,
but They overwhelm The Sugary Warrior,
thrash him about down a dark route,
With his fury he Delivers flurries of Cuts,
Limbs fall,
heads roll,
The Bodies tumble and stumble.
The Gingerbrave Leaps from the Swarm,
off the tree he front flips,
Maneuvering was his goal,
to the ground he lands, and with his gun he unloads,
boiling chocolate,
Like bullets they Peirce with Wrath,
You know how many foes he killed?
you do the Math,
This Cookie killer Filled a
blood bath!
A twirl and spin the Gingerbrave juggles his Gun,
as he Unloads hell on evil under the Sun!
The Soul ravagers Fought and tried to devour their only obstacle,
They yearned to rip the Large cookie apart,
Spread his crumbs throughout the world like sick art.
from Thousands to 100!
All that remained,
from the Clash of The Gingerbread,
his Assault was widespread.
What was left of the Soul Ravagers,
They all tried to run,
despite their performance, it was no longer fun,
but Alas retreat is no option for the wicked,
With a Spin of his Candy Blade,
He slices the air,
The trees Blew forward from the explosion of wind,
The Clouds parted like the mighty Seas of God's hand,
The creatures once Hyped on chaos now cried in fear and pain,
Their final hour Has came,
No longer were they a stain on the kingdom.
within the Mesmerizing Strike of the Warrior's sword, they Vanished,
Such a Heavenly Attack,
The animals about frolicked to the site for out of curiosity they Wanted to see,
what had just occurred in their forest?
Their eyes astounded by the Sight of The Gingerbrave,
Within it's sheath the sword is welcomed back,
and away he walks to the kingdom,
A mission now fulfilled....for Now.
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