King

The centaurs never came near the swamp—no one ever did—so why did they keep following you? You ran and ran, but they didn't stop you and were quickly catching up. Their hooves pounded against the wet ground, their screams intensifying. You had to think of something, anything, to get out of there.

You slipped through thick bushes and plants, hoping to lose them. Suddenly, something grabbed you, dragging you towards a cave. Two large arms wrapped around you, and something slimy covered your mouth. "Shh. They'll be gone soon." The creature whispered in your ear as the centaurs ran past the cave, the sound of their screams gradually fading. The moment they were gone, the man let go of you and stepped back into the light, tilting his head slightly in curiosity. Now you could see him in full: a giant wearing a cloth mask and black skin, with tentacles growing out of his back and from behind the mask. "What did they want from you?" he asked curiously, clearly not amused that you had brought centaurs into his domain