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Something wicked this way comes..{TAK}{BK}
The inner conflict grew stronger and
stronger a the dark force that had pried him from his grave showed him
memories of his own death alone deep in the mountain as he was trapped
as the Worldstone erupted half burned he was eaten while he still drew
breath. The voices echoed still, "They left you to die.They abandoned
you..You died for nothing..Alone and forgotten..They should suffer..They
should burn.." Fayte remained still as he argued inwardly with himself "
The alignment draws near the worlds are blanketed in darkness as day
has become night..The preparations must be attended to they will all
burn...And the Great city will sink beneath the waves.." Fayte was
barely aware he was moving as he ran a small curved dagger along his
wrists as his blood trickled to the ground he knew the magic he was
awakening was a violation of nature as he uttered the incantations as he
poisoned the wellspring of light magic with his blood a darkness would
hold on any that would use magic a madness would ensue, chaos would
rise. In the darkness he crouched as he turned over the broken handle of
the dagger he had once wielded as a youth he could recall the blood it
had spilt every face of those he had killed for his just cause he
remembered placing it the woman that became his teacher. He recalled his
first kiss with the woman he loved and seeking her hand in marriage.
The pain that tore through him made him howl in anguish "This world is
pain, all suffer I can..I should silence their suffering.."
The darkneing sky was but the first portent
of what was to come as the world became locked in an eternal night as
the sun was eclipsed and the skies torn open as the ethereal and demonic
realms burst upon the mortal realm legion upon legion would descend
beasts that had not been seen upon the mortal coil in millenia. Draconic
like demon's unleashed their flame upon the land scorching the earth as
the very fabric of creation shuddered under the forces that were being
unleashed. Large seeming meterorite like shapes descended upon the lands
smashing into the ground in flashes of green flame as the ground
shuddered under impact after impact as the rock's settled they rose into
vast golem wreathed in dark green flames the beast's roared as they
rampaged through the lands.
As the first wave struck the lands of Atlantis they were little more
than a prelude as an ancient long forgotten tower rose from th sea east
of Atlantis. As the black spire rose from the depths the sounds of
unearthly drums filled the air as first a few sails appeared upon the
horizon as foul mist swept up from the oceans and fell upon the lands.
The long dread drums began to beat louder and loader as the dark ships
sailed closer and closer, ships carved from bone, their sails that of
still living flesh the ships were crewed by the damned that had fallen
to the vast might of the Atlantian navy risen again for one purpose.
Standing at the highest spire of the tower Fayte stood still and silent
his dark robes moving in an unatural breeze as he studied the scene
below. Something had reached in pulling him back from the abyss of his
unnatural death his mind twisted and poisoned by grief and hate. He
could feel the anguish and pain of those that had been torn from this
coil and moreso those that remained he longed to bring them salvation.
The only way true salvation could come by clensing this world in fire
and bringing them eternal peace.
Having worked to build the very magical barriers that protected the city
during it's last wore he struck his staff on the ground as he watched
the barriers begin to unravel and dissolve as he countered their magic.
Reaching to the source of magical energy he could feel the taint that
which he had himself brought into being by posioning the wellspring of
life itself.
Atlantis was a kingdom used to war a realm of legends yet how would they
weather the unending tide of destruction that was to be wrought upon
them. Uttering under his breath the slumbering trees began to stir as
they would in times of war yet instead of obeying their wardens they
snarled and flailed as they turned upon their guardians the ancient
spirits of the forests had been tainted poisoned by a similar darkness
that had ensnared Fayte.
Reaching into his robe Fayte removed the once clear Worldstone a crystal
of immesurable power that was once a mix of deep green blue now the
sphere pulsated with dark energy as tendrils of darkness cascaded across
it's surface. His deep green eyes fixed on the corrupted object as a
flash of light cascaded from the orb as yet more rifts tore the fabric
of reality as yet more demonic warriors surged forth.
"So it begins.."
The dark tower stood like a shining beacon of darkness as Fayte sat in
the grand hall he watched the scantily clad females and males
impassively as they frolliced in their ancient tribal dance. Their magic
was old older than established orders of magic it was primal and raw
and fuelled by all manner of emotions there was no dark nor light just
the power to wield and the power to succumb. Studying the reports of the
first waves to arrive he nodded his dark red eyes burning with malice
and unconstrained rage. "All shalll burn soon I shall unvel to them
their fate and they shall learn the price of their..betrayal." He turned
suddenly his eyes shimmering a deep green his tone changing too..
"Please.." The eyes flared back red as he slammed his fist down, " I
have told you, Mouse..Get back inthe shadows unless you want to go back
in the cage they wil burn I shall pusnish them for all they have done to
us..They are used to war and death yet lets see how they deal with a
foe that is not out to conqour them. Hestarted to grin as he laughed
hysterically.
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