Evil Torn -> RE: (DF) A New World (7/20/2012 17:58:07)
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High Stakes “Speak swift and quickly. We must prepare and we do not have all the time in the world,” ElFok Vezar said. “I will. The place where I come from, Earth...this place is real there. Sort of. It’s a computer video game on a website run by Artix Entertainment called ‘DragonFable’. I know this doesn’t make sense, and it’s not supposed to. I...I play this game. I play DragonFable every week, since it has weekly releases made by the staff. The staff, being Geopetal, Rolith, Eric, and Tomix, produce these releases. Cysero and Alina used to be on the team, but they moved to another game. However, the people I just named, they aren’t the same as in-game...or, in this world. They’re aliases so they don’t have to use their real names and so they can communicate with the players. Geopetal, in my world, is not a rock, Tomix isn’t a SoulWeaver, Rolith isn’t Captain of the Oaklore guards, none of that.” “What are you getting at?” “What I’m getting at is, when I somehow got transported into this world, it sent me back into the past. Or, the current present. Time travel is confusing. Anyways, the day I got transported, I was hit by this bolt of lightning. That day was the day of a release. We were supposed to go and defeat Wargoth.” “Wargoth? And, if swords and magic do not exist, how were you supposed to defeat him?” “Nevermind about Wargoth. But, to answer your question, like I said, it’s a game. You...are my character. My playable character. You’re not real, yet somehow you are. In this world, this alternate dimension.” “You haven’t gotten to the part where this is supposed to help us with Sepulchure.” “Oh, right. In my world, the real world, it’s past this. I’ve already played through it. I know what Sepulchure’s going to do. And I know that if you go to challenge him head-to-head you’ll lose.” “Then how do we stop him?” “That’s...I can’t tell you that.” “Then this whole conversation was useless.” “ElFok Vezar, if I knew how to defeat him, I would tell you. But...” “Boxes! With the sign of Sepulchure! They’re coming through the air! This is it!” a Guardian scout screamed from outside. ElFok Vezar and I both looked at each other before both of us burst into a sprint to get outside. Boxes were being carried through the sky by flying Dragon-like things. I could never describe them. ElFok Vezar stood to my right, and Kain stood by my left. We stared in awe as they flew, with Sepulchure’s fortress not far behind them. “No! It’s too early!” ElFok Vezar yelled, furious. “We can win this,” I said. “I-I don’t know if we can,” ElFok Vezar said, despair covering his face. “Th-there are too many of them! The sky is filled with these beasts! Hold it together! Now’s our chance to knock as many as we can out of the air before they get here! ARCHERS!!! FIIIIIRE! SCATTER THEIR BONES INTO THE SEA!” a nearby Guardian yelled, ordering commands. We all heard the whiz of the arrows as they soared into the air. Above us, Sepulchure perched his foot on the railing of his fortress. “FALCONREACH! On this day...you will know your place in the order of things. The tale of your destruction...shall be told for thousands of years! NO ONE stands against the mighty Sepulchure! NO ONE withstands my wrath. Your fate is sealed! Today...you will witness the birth of a legend! Today...I will destroy EVERYTHING you love. And when your heart is filled with pain and sorrow, and your mind crushed under the weight of despair, I will claim the Orb of Darkness, and this world shall be MINE. HAHAHAHAHAHA! There is nowhere to run. There is nowhere to hide,” Sepulchure yelled down to us, his voice booming. I ignored his threats, knowing they were empty and he would be defeated. Unless, this world was unaffected by what happened in my time. In that case, I was a little worried. In fact, a LOT worried. “His army is at our doorstep. This is it,” ElFok Vezar said, sighing deeply. He knew the stakes. We all did. We couldn’t fail. “I’ll see to it that our archers and mages continue to blast the dogs out of the sky,” the Guardian that had ordered the archers to fire said. “Alright. It’s time. Grab your sword,” ElFok Vezar said, looking at me, “Let’s go. CHAAAAARGE!!!”
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