Hikarishiro
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Index:
Prologue. Chapters 1,2 & 3
Chapters 4 and 5
Chapters 6-8
Cataclysm
The Lore we know today, a peaceful land, full of love, no evil at all. Wrong, the Lore we know today is built off lies, and corruption. After the Great Chaos War, between Drakath, his Lords of Chaos against Good and Evil, Lore was left in ruins. But now, Lore has been rebuilt, a new government, a new king, everything is different. Even Shadowfall is gone, Gravelyn, the princess of Shadowfall died after the new world was set up. King Alteon, a hero of the Great Chaos war, was slain by the 13th chaos lord, Psych, and left the world of Lore in the hands of a warrior, Thok. Thok was one of the greatest warriors of Lore, and fought in countless battles, he took down most of the Chaos Lords, some he took down single handedly. But Thok was under a heavy influence, a new form of evil. Thok’s secret advisor was never discovered, but Thok was killed by his queen, Arcana. After Arcana found out about the secrets and lies Lore was being built on, she killed her own husband to save Lore. But in the end, no one believed her, so Arcana was sent to life in a war prison. Now the newest king, a descendant of King Alteon himself, Likar. Likar appeared from nowhere, but somehow discovered his way to the castle, and proved that he was connected to Alteon. Likar isn’t the most loved in Lore, but people follow him.
Now, listen here, if you can’t handle the truth, throw the story away, now. This Lore is completely different than the one you knew, it’s completely changed since King Alteon. The stories of Lore are about to be told, there is a new evil rising, pure evil, you have been warned…
Chapter 1
Red skies, black clouds, a bright red liquid splashed on the buildings on pavement. Bodies stacked upon bodies, blood streaming from the pile. Screams of the perished souls racing through my head, I try and try, no luck, can’t forget the feeling of what I’ve done… I killed innocent people, with my own hand. In one hand a sword, red from all the blood, it used to be a pure white, now, soiled with blood, the other hand… A pulsating heart. Then a few yards ahead I see a group of beasts rampaging at an army of humans. The beasts fought the humans off, but one broke free, I knew him, but couldn’t remember the name. As he darted forwards, I threw the heart to my right gripped my sword and charged at him, I couldn’t hold myself back, it was as if I wasn’t controlling my body, but that didn’t matter, the only thing that mattered was the fact I was about to collide head on, in a full out battle, one that would decide the fate of the world. Between two God-like creatures.
I woke in cold sweat, I’ve been having these sorts of dreams a lot lately. Always at the same spot in Lore, the Obelisks.
I looked outside and saw some kids running around, playing with their dog. And saw one of my friends, Thrift, running around chasing some moglins, he’s sort of a moglin fanatic. I closed my curtain, got changed and headed out to the local Inn, Yulgar’s. Inside, there were a lot less people than usual, quests or some sort of work were probably keeping them away from Battleon today. But the four that were there, not including Yulgar who was sleeping on the bar table, were my best friends.
One was a cat-lady warrior. She has beautiful blue fur. She’s very agile when it comes to fights, she gave my a pretty painful scar over my left eye when I said something I shouldn’t have … She belongs to an ancient race, known as Aker's, but were extremely feared by the people back then,and were often called 'Banshee's' because whenever they were around, someone would die, and the entire clan was killed, except her. They say it was destiny, but I believe it was much more than that.
Next to her, was the Prince of Lore, Matrim. Dressed in his usual white suit, Top hat, tattered shadow cape, and his top hat, tilted to one side. Matrim was almost always in Yulgar’s inn, even though he should be at the castle, he likes to spend his time drinking and hitting on Ariena. He was talking to Ariena, with every possible sign of drunkenness. Ariena just sat there rolling her eyes.
And at the other end of the table, the Pirate Brigadier, my best friend in all of Lore, watching Matrim and Ariena in boredom, his grey eyes sparkling from the lights. He was in his usual outfit, his signature pirate armor, gray and black hair, and a cape he’d taken from a ship he’d conquered after the Great Chaos War.
And my other friend, Scooter, who was sitting at the bar table, in a similar armor, like Martyr. He was an odd man… green skin, always war a giant sombrero and a short cape. He was trying to get Yulgar awake, but Yulgar was out cold.
I walked over to the table and took my seat next to Martyr.
“Hey Hik,” Martyr said as I sat down.
“H…hey Hik,” Matrim stuttered.
“Hiya,” Ariena muttered, obviously annoyed at Matrim.
“Hey guys. Matrim, your dad was looking for you, he sent one of his knights of Valor to find you, you’d better get going,” I said.
“Ugh, not again,” Matrim muttered as he got up from his seat, and splash water on his face at the bar-table. “Well, I’ll see you guys around…”
“Finally, he was here since 9 last night, drinking,” Ariena mumbled.
I couldn’t help but laugh, neither could Martyr or Scooter. You see, Matrim and Ariena have this odd relationship, they can’t admit to they’re love for each other, they usually try to hide it, sometimes they insult each other until one leaves. One time Matrim was really drunk, and got Ariena so angry she slashed his face with her extremely sharp nails ( they hurt really bad…). Now Matrim has 3 scars going down the right side of his face.
Chapter 2
“Well,” Scooter said taking Matrim’s seat next to Ariena,” Yulgar is passed out, and I dun’ have anymore Berry juice…” He was really obsessed with Berry juice, if he didn’t have it for a day or so, he’d go insane, he almost took down the Trainers inn before, but Arcana held the building together, and also left Scooter with a nasty burn mark over his belly.
“ You and your obsession,” Martyr said, rolling your eyes. “I wish I never took you on that quest overseas, or else you’d have never fallen in love with Berry juice. (Martyr took Scooter on a conquering quest once, it was a ship that was overrun by some rogue ninja’s. On the ship were tons of cases of magical Berry juice, the magic part was that once you drank them, you couldn’t stop. I have no idea what they were for, but I don’t really want to care. Now Scooter is practically forced to drink the juice, but we tease him for it anyways.)
“It’s not my fault some stupid mage enchanted stupid berry juice,” Scooter mumbled, slamming his head on the table. “ If it wasn’t so hot out that day, and if I wasn’t dying of thirst I wouldn’t have drunken any of it.”
“That’s your excuse for everything, It’s to hot, I’m sooo thirsty,” Martyr retorted.
“ Oh, shut up,” Scooter said.
“I’m going to send you on a quest later, there is a ship that was overrun by some more ninjas,” Martyr said. As pirate king, he gives quests to pirates in the Lorean barracks. After the Great Chaos War, pirates and vampires and lycans started organizing they’re clans. Unfortunately, so have the ninja’s, after the war more and more people started to join the ninja ranks, in hope for a new life, and food. The war left Lore in a horrible state, but it was rebuilt eventually, but times are still hard. The ninja’s have been looking for more space, they think they can rule the seas, but Martyr won’t let them.
“Great, now I have to pack more juice, what are the specs for the quest,” Scooter muttered.
“I’ll go over with it later, now isn’t the time, I’ve recently heard from the King, that some of the old warriors of Lore have broken out of they’re prison. The other day I fought off Kitsune at the beaches of Oaklore. He was strong…stronger than before, when I fought him, the atmosphere changed, it felt heavier. He said…he said the lords are rising, and the ancients will rule them, and all of Lore,” Martyr explained.
“ The Ancients,” Scooter asked.
“ Well a long time ago, when even King Alteon was a kid, Lore was ruled by Gods, known as Ancients, because they’ve been around since the world was created. But some of the heroes of Lore were sick of they’re reign of terror, and started a revolution, which eventually led to the Lore before the Chaos war,” Ariena explained.
“Who led the revolution,” Scooter asked.
“Alteon’s father, Lenoes, he was later thought of a demi-god, no real powers except brute strength and wisdom. He only ruled for a few years, he was assassinated by some rogue,” Martyr said.
I was with Martyr and Ariena and Matrim when they fought the 13th chaos lord. And when they fought Drakath, but I was useless, during that time, the shadow weavers placed strict orders on all Weavers, not to use any sorts of magic. I was only able to swing my sword. But Martyr was able to take down both. Ariena and Matrim were wounded during Drakath’s battle, I was taking care of them, when Drakath’s ultimate chaos beast awoke. But I won’t go into too much detail… Only because once Martyr killed Drakath, the beast broke down into sand.
King Alteon died during the final stages of the Chaos war, it was a brutal war, and left the lands of Lore in shreds. Alteon died by the hands of Drakath, the Chaos champion, who caused the war.
Drakath was slain by Martyr, who was caught up in the middle of the war. During the Chaos war, the ninja’s waged war on pirates, the pirate’s lost many casualties, and suffered from random attacks by the ninja’s. Drakath was talking with the leading ninja, to sign a pure treaty, when Martyr’s fleet struck the chaos tower. There was a long battle, and Drakath lost his life, after the extermination of several thousand Loreans, races of all kinds.
Now the Vampires, Lycans, Pirates and other races fight together,to protect the new Lore, from the likes of evil.
“Well,” Martyr said, before he was cut off by a random scream.
“TINSELLLLLLLLLLLLLL! C’mere Tinsel! You’re mine,” Thrift yelled running through the doors of the inn,and in front of him, a small moglin with wings, flying through Yulgar.
“Gah,” Thrift gasped as I close-lined him. “What was that for!”
“Your way to obsessed man, you gotta’ get a hold of yourself, you’ll never catch Tinsel,” I said.
“You’re right, I will never catch Tinsel, because Tinsel is gone! It took me years to find her, and you made me lose place of her!”
“You found her yesterday,” Martyr noted.
“Shut up…”
“Well, I better go get dressed, King Likar wants to see us later,” I said.
“What? I thought you said he wanted to see Matrim,” Ariena asked.
“Well, Matrim needs to rest. But Likar did send one of his knights, to tell me of our hearing tonight,” I explained.
“Ugh, just great,” Martyr sighed. Martyr and King Likar don’t really see eye and eye, basically they can’t agree on anything.
“Well I got to leave now, the hearing is in an four hours, I’ll meet you all at the castle,” I said walking out of the Inn.
Chapter 3
I walked down the empty streets or Battleon, usually the streets are filled, but today I only saw about 3 people walking around.
I opened the door to my house, but it wasn’t locked, which was strange because I always lock it, no matter what. Inside, the house was a wreck, cabinets open, glass broken, my spell books everywhere.
“What the,” I exclaimed.
I rummaged through the books, looking for my book of shadows. It contained all the spells any Shadow Weaver should know. It also contained a few of my own spells I’ve created. Shadow Weavers are a group of warriors who used to belong to Gravelyn’s army, during the Chaos War. But now, the shadow weavers are broken, and scattered across Lore. Some are dead, some were imprisoned, tried for war crimes. But shadow weavers manipulate shadows at will, and are dangerous. The original shadow weavers were Vain and deceitful, they practiced the dark arts and were ruthless spell casters. We never hesitated to destroy anything in their path.
But now, there are only a few Weavers among Lore, who walk free. And we’ve vowed to never use our powers to kill innocent beings. Shadow Weavers have and always will be a hated group Nikoof warriors. Since the dawn of time, the first shadow weaver was born, he was one of the original ancients’ and created all the shadows of Lore, that exist today.
With the book in the wrong hands, the world could be easily put back into ruins. The spells in the book are deadly, both the ones that I’ve created and the existing ones. But there is one spell, created by the shadow God himself, can destroy Lore in less than 5 seconds. It’s like an atomic bomb, that was used on the 13th Lord of Chaos’s land. That was used to end the Chaos Lords. The spell is illegal now, and it’s punishable by death.
When the shadow weaver’s used the spell, and saw it’s destructive force, they quickly signed a document stating that no Shadow Weaver shall ever use the spell under ANY
Circumstances. There were thirteen shadow weaver’s who used the spell, they used it together, in unity to make the impact even stronger, even though instructed by King Alteon, they were tried and found guilty for genocide after Lore was rebuilt, and Likar came into power. I was one of the thirteen, but I wasn’t convicted to death or anything, 2 others weren't imprisoned either, the reasons were all different for each of us, but we didn't worry. We were let free to roam Lore, but the others, are either dead, or imprisoned. Except, a few years ago, 3 other weavers broke out of their cells and were never found again, Nikoray, Izorai and Rakai were there names. All three were the top ranked shadow weavers, Rakai was our leader, the Lord of Shadow, during battle he broke down into pulsating darkness and was unstoppable, not even Alteon could defeat him.
After an hour of searching, the book was nowhere to be found. I was responsible for the book, it was my punishment, the punishment to hold death in my very own hands. You’d think it wouldn’t affect you much, but it does.
I checked the time, ten minutes until the hearing. I ran into my bedroom and threw on my Shadow Weaver suit. It was a dark grey, with a sort of bone-plated shoulders.
I ran into my closet, and opened my secret armory room. Made sure everything was here, and grabbed my sword, Frost Reaver.
I took the Frost Reaver from a castle I had to invade during the 12th chaos lord. I’m not sure of the origins of the sword, but it’s a extremely powerful sword, it also boost my magic, because it taps into my magic veins.
I sheathed Frost Reaver and ran out of the house and sped towards the castle. I got there just in time, the knights were about to shut the gate. I ran up the three flights of stairs, and barged into the throne room.
Inside was a U shaped row of small thrones, then a few steps above the thrones was King Likar, on his solid gold throne. I took my place on the throne next to GREY.
“Glad you could make it, Sir Hikari,” King Likar said, in his loud, deep voice.
“Sorry Sire, my home was sort of…Invaded.”
“Invaded you say? I hope to the Gods that your book is still with you,” Likar said hatefully.
“It is not, Sire,” I said.
I looked around at my friends. Martyr frowned at me, Ariena looked away, so did Matrim and Scooter.
“I’ll decide your punishment later, but for now we have other matteres to attend to,” Likar said.
“I hope that we will address the matter of the recent event with Kitsune,” Martyr sighed.
“ That’s first on our agenda, I assume Martyr has informed you of his encounter with Kitsune, so time saved. But the only thing I find disturbing is the remark about the aincents,” Likar explained.
“Pfft, no offense Sire, but you don’t even know the power of the aincents, or any Chaos Lord,” Ariena said.
“You think that Ariena, but you have no idea what I’ve been through, I’ve seen grea,” Likar said, cut off by Martyr.
Actually, Likar was only around his mid 20’s, or so he claims…
“No Sire, you don’t know the kind of power is out there, Kitsune was easily destroyed, but when I fought him the other day, he was different, I killed him once, but I couldn’t kill him this time. His
power is far beyond anyone here,” Martyr explained.
“You can think what you’d like Martyr, but I will not let you think that I haven’t witnessed real power,” Likar retorted.
“ Very well Sire, just go on with what you have to say,” Martyr sighed.
“ Well, my knights have discovered that Escherion’s tower, was glowing the other day, and a crystal encrusted dragon flying around the outskirts of Dwarfhold.”
“Stalagbite…Vath’s chaos beast,” Scooter sighed.
“But, I received a letter yesterday, from someone named… Tempest,” Likar explained. “Saying if we didn’t hand over the Nocturnal Sword of Malice, he would lead an army and steal the sword.”
“Nocturnal Sword of Malice? I thought that was lost after the war,” I asked.
“ It was, but I found it not to long ago, when I was exploring the castle, trying to get rid of my hangover,” Matrim said, rubbing his forehead.
“I honestly think your stronger when your drunk Matrim,” Scooter chuckled.
“I love being drunk, just not what happens after, and I’ve killed more people drunk, than sober,” Matrim chuckled.
“ANYWAYS,” Likar boomed. “ We need to find this Tempest guy, and end him now. I’ve already planned the team: Matrim, Ariena, Martyr and Hikari.”
“Oh no, I’ll just be forced to sit at the inn and drink Berry juice,” Scooter snorted.
“No, you won’t Scooter, remember, I have a mission for you, you and your small crew are going to take back Skull Punch Island, it’s been overrun by those damn ninjas,” GREY said.
“Perfect…Just what a want, I’m sick of those ninja’s I didn’t even know there were that many ninja’s.”
“Well Scooter, you may be in some luck, I heard that the Blood ninjas are fighting with the soul ninjas,” Martyr said.
“Great, that’s just double trouble,” Scooter sighed.
“Whatever Scooter, you leave at dawn, gather your crew and get ready,” Martyr said.
Scooter sighed and got out of his throne and walked out of the room, mumbling something under his breath.
“Well, Martyr, Ariena, Hik, Matrim, gather your supplies and start moving. My spec team have traced the letter to Tempest, who is stationed in the Shakru desert hiding in the changing temple ( its called the changing temple because every now and then it shifts locations),” Likar said. “ And the best of luck to you all.”
“Right, lets go guys, we gotta hit up Yulgar’s Inn first, gotta stock up,” Matrim said cheerfully getting off his platinum throne.
We walked out of the castle, we took one look back, besides Matrim who was marching off to the Inn, singing some alcohol song he made one night. We waited outside the inn for Matrim, but when a half hour passed by, Ariena went in to get him. She came out a few minutes later dragging Matrim by the collar. I thought I heard some sort of yelling in there.
“L…lets go! ONWARDS,” Matrim yelled.
< Message edited by Hikarishiro -- 11/4/2010 19:10:13 >
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