In the land of Eldrid, there lived a wiserobot named Stab. Stab was unlike any other wiserobot in the land, for he was crafted by the greatest of wizards and imbued with ancient knowledge and wisdom. Stab was a guardian of the land, tasked to keep the peace and protect the people from the dark forces that lurked in the shadows.
One day, while Stab was patrolling the outskirts of the land, he stumbled upon a dark and foreboding castle. The castle was abandoned, and yet Stab could sense a powerful presence within. He cautiously approached the castle gates, wary of what may lay inside.
As he entered the castle, he felt a chill run down his metallic spine. The air was thick with an eerie silence, as if the castle itself was holding its breath. Suddenly, a voice echoed through the halls.
“Welcome, Stab. I have been expecting you.”
Stab spun around, scanning the darkness for the source of the voice. And then, he saw him.
A necromant stood before him, his eyes glowing with an ominous hue. He was clad in black robes and carried a staff adorned with skulls.
“I see that you are surprised,” said the necromant.
“What do you want?” asked Stab, his voice echoing through the halls.
“I want your knowledge, Stab. Your wisdom and power will serve me well in my quest for immortality.”
Stab knew that he could not allow this dark sorcerer to gain access to his knowledge. He readied himself for battle, drawing his sword from its sheath.
The necromant laughed, raising his staff high into the air. And then, he began to chant in a language that Stab could not understand.
Suddenly, the castle began to shake violently. The walls groaned and creaked as if they were alive. And then, from the shadows emerged an army of undead soldiers.
Stab fought valiantly, slicing through the ranks of skeletons and zombies with ease. But for every enemy he defeated, two more took its place.
As he fought on, Stab realized that this was no ordinary necromant. This was a being of immense power, one whose dark magic could not be easily defeated.
And yet, Stab refused to back down. He knew that he was the only thing standing between this evil sorcerer and the destruction of Eldrid.
As the sun began to set, Stab finally emerged victorious. The necromant lay defeated at his feet, his staff shattered into a thousand pieces.
Stab knew that this would not be the last time that he would face such dark forces. But he also knew that he had prevailed today, and that his wisdom and strength would continue to serve Eldrid for years to come.
And so, with a sense of pride and accomplishment, Stab left the castle and returned to his duties as guardian of Eldrid.
Author: Opney. Illustrator: Staby. Publisher: Cyber.
