Chapter 2: The Journey of the Journey
One moon later, Luis's castle stood with a dark and expectant aura. Había llegado el momento de poner en marche su plan para derrocar al actual Rey del Horror y tomar su lugar en el trono darko que tanto ansiaba. Luis, dressed in a black hat that washed over him, had completed his strategy meticulously, and the night was surrounded by the horizon when he finally salió of his morada.
At the same time, I accompanied our sirvientes' fiels, Joselito and Samatito, their pink ones were masked by the darkness of their hoods. Llevaban consigo antorchas que parpadeaban, illuminando el sendero empedrado que extendía ante ellos. When the night comes, the secrets of darkness will move towards the Horror Story, and the actual Rey will return with a little bit of history.
The days turn into nights and the nights turn into days that move forward through tenebrous forests and through dark fields. A medida que se adentraban en terreno unconocido, Luis y sus fieles compañeros enfrentaban desafíos que pónían a prueba su valentía y determinación. Criaturas de pesadilla surgían de las sombras para desafiarlos, pero Luis luchaba con fiereza, empuñando su espada con destreza minetras sus sirvientes defendían su flankos.
Sin embargo, the time passed inexorably, and the death of the coronation of the new Rey del Horror se acercaba peligrosamente. Joselito, concerned about the emergency of his mission, finally broke the silence that he kept on during the weeks of his journey and went to Luis with his voice: "What do you love, do we hear our destiny? The day of the coronation is approaching quickly, we cannot allow ourselves to lose".
Luis, sin titubear, responded with a mirada llena of determination: "No debemos precipitarnos, Joselito. El trono del Rey del Horror nos aguarda, y pronto, yo seré coronado como el monarcha de la obscuridad. Continuaremos nuestro camino y enfrentaremos lo que sea necessario para alcanzar nuestro destino
