🗡 Tundra Terror 🧊

“ARGRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

The pained screams of a Yeti echoed throughout The Tundra. The sickening cry was loud enough to break through even the strong winds of the unforgiving Tundra blizzard.

The terrifying beast stood at an impressive 5 meters tall, but was brought to its knees by an even more horrific monster - Walter Attacker of the Tundra.

His scimitar cleanly sliced through the Yeti’s spine with one clean swoop, slicing at just precision for the sole purpose of paralyzing it from the neck down. It had no clue how long Walter was following; in fact it hadn’t even realized it was pounced on before the burning pain surged throughout it back. It had all happened in just a few seconds, but knew very well that this would be the end.

“So cold… I’m so cold. I need you. I need your warmth. I need your blood. I need your life…”

Walter said slowly, and calmly, as he began carving away the Yeti’s limbs. It continued yelling in agony, that’s all it could do as the cold white snow below was tainted in crimson. At this point it would have preferred its life was ended before he butchered its body, but it knew that was never an option. Although the Yeti couldn’t see Walter's face under his thick steel helmet, it could tell he was drunk with excitement over the joy of torturing.

After removing all of its limbs, Walter made one large incision throughout the Yeti’s torso. He climbed in as deep as he could and rubbed the Yeti’s blood deep into his skin and fur clothing. That’s right, Walter’s clothes are of course made of Yeti fur - but it's Yeti blood that it's naturally dyed in. How many lives had he taken for that pure white fur to become so saturated in that wretched shade…

“You’ve stopped yelling. What’s wrong? I know you’re not dead, your heart is still beating… see?”

With that, Walter dug his hand deep into the Yeti’s chest cavity and ever so gently and brushed his palm just briefly across the surface of its heart.

By this point, the Yeti could hardly recognize what was happening. Its vision had already begun to fade, and the small and faint sensations it felt were a chaotic flurry of pain. Soon enough, even those feelings began to subside.

Finally, when the Yeti was no longer able to comprehend anything, or even recognize its own existence anymore, one final sound reverberated throughout the empty void…

“Ah… now you’re cold too…”

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