Everywhere was filled with white mist. There were obscure flashes of shadowy figures that filtered through the mist, along with the brief lull of various sounds.
There were sounds of children crying, of metal blades clashing against each other, and of warriors shouting in their loud voices as they let out their battle cries accompanied by loud explosions that filled one with dread.
These sounds interfered with and meshed together, like a piece of horrendous background music that told epic tales of war and savagery.
Everything was dreamlike, and nothing could be perceived clearly. But above the din of hazy mist and blood-curdling sounds, there was one above all else that could be made out with total clarity.
It was the sound of insane laughter that sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.
Following it were indistinct mutterings, like the whispers of the devil. Anyone who heard it would be driven mad and be dulled of their senses and would leave themselves open to the silent arms of death.
The laughter came again, and this time its mutterings were clear for all to hear. Its words echoed across the entire space, saying words filled with wild arrogance.
"Hahaha, do you all see this? Do you see what you have been reduced to?"
"For many millennia, you have all been filled with arrogance and disdain towards my kind. You have all held your noses up at us as you killed and persecuted us. But who is the one laughing now? Who are the ones who are in their final struggle, are about to face destruction?"
"Now, with my master by my side, I shall put an end to the prosperity of your entire race. After this, I shall go to the others of your people, and I shall do to them the same that I did to you all."
"You were the most powerful of them all. With your destruction, the rest shall follow and I will be hailed as the one who ended an era, the one who severed the lives and futures of an entire race!!"
"I shall decorate my throne with your bones and fill my bath with your blood. Hahaha!!!"
The voice said all this and with every word that was uttered; it filled the space with its power and spread its evil intent to all.
Suddenly, out of the hazy mist came a dazzling divine light that filled the entire space with its warm glow, and from the center of this light came an old and wizened voice. It was a voice that was filled with the vicissitudes of life and the traces of time could be felt from it. From the light came a deep sigh.
"Sigh!"
"Dark Shade lord, why do you lead yourself down the path of no return?"
"Finally, you old thing has finally shown up," The Dark Shade lord said.
"When I have gotten rid of you, the destiny of the Aeth will come to an end and the Shades shall rule supreme in this realm."
The old man in the light was unflustered and continued, "Are you so sure that your plan will succeed in the end?"
The Dark Shade lord answered haughtily, "My master has given me the ability to destroy you and the people of your race. With my master by my side, even you are not my match."
"You are right. If your master were here personally, I would not have any chance against you. But unfortunately, your master still slumbers and you have only been granted a small fraction of your master's power and for me, it is enough to deal with you."
"Hahaha, old man, you are surely delusional. You still think that with my master asleep that I have no way of dealing with you?" The Dark Shade Lord said with great contempt.
"I have to admit, this plan that you have had for more than a thousand years is something that I could do nothing against if I were not prepared, but fortunately, I am."
The Dark Shade lord, after hearing this, found himself stunned.
He quickly asked, "You have been aware of our plans all this time? Then why have you done nothing to stop it?"
The old man answered, "With your master by your side, I could do nothing but lure you here so that I could seal you all here. With your master's power sealed here with you, he would have no way to get it back and would forever remain incomplete."
Saying so, the divine light grew so bright that it filled the entire space. Everything that it passed through would slow down to the point that it would be still and get stuck, like the time in the whole space had been completely frozen.
Nothing could resist this power.
Seeing this, the Dark Shade lord was furious and tried all he could to resist this power, but unfortunately for him, he was unable to.
Realizing that he was unable to break free from his predicament, the Dark Shade lord started raving madly as he shouted loudly.
"Old bastard, you would doom your entire race just to deal with me?"
The old man calmly replied, "This is just a temporary measure. With the power your master has granted you, you will not be able to remain sealed forever. But it is enough. By the time you come out of your seal, the preparations I have put in place will be ready."
"In order to deal with you and your master, I have put a lot of plans in motion and when everything is finished, the Aeth will rise up as one of the strongest races in the whole universe wielding a power no one has been able to grasp after all its time in existence."
At the end of the speech, the light that had covered everywhere started to recede.
The dark shade lord desperately struggled and shouted with all his might. "old bastard, you will not succeed. My master will not let you off!"
As the light faded away, it carried with it all the sounds of war and battle as well as the struggles of the Dark Shade lord.
As the cause of all this, the old man watched in contemplative silence as he was in deep thought.
At the point when the light was about to reach release its final glow, he said with deep sorrow in his voice.
"Unfortunately, this is all I can do for you all. The rest is up to you. My children." The old man whispered to himself and saying so, the light vanished and with it every trace of the people who had inhabited this place.
It was a typical winter day in downtown Los Angeles. As it was the eve of the new year, coupled with temperatures that were reaching an unbearable 32 degrees and below, the number of people that could be found on the streets was few.Everyone was inside their houses and staying warm with their families as they awaited the coming of the new year and anybody that found themselves outside on a day like today could only be said to truly be unfortunate.The new year was supposed to be a day of hope for everybody, a day where everybody started a new chapter on the story that was their lives, but for Arran, it was a day like any other day, filled with misfortune after misfortune.Arran as a 19-year-old hormonal teenager had dreams like any other teens his age had. Dreams of picking up girls and establishing a world-class harem, dreams of being every girl's favorite wet dream.Some would say he had the making of a popular harem king, with great looks and bronze t
It was late into the night but considering that it was the eve of the new year, the night sky was filled with dazzling light that gave one an illusion that it was still daytime.All around the streets were filled with festive decorations and from the homes of the city's residents came the joyous sounds of laughter and cheers as families sat down together to wait for the coming of the new year.At a certain park, in a corner where the lights and festive mood did not reach sat a teenage boy all on his lonesome.In the darkness, the boy could be seen looking around suspiciously and with caution. Making sure one last time that his immediate surroundings were free from any interference, Arran finally got around to examining the box.The polished surface of the box was decorated with fine grain patterns as well as frescoes and inlaid carvings depicting various wildlife. There was a deer with huge antlers branching out to the skies like a huge sky-reaching tree,
Now that Arran had gotten all the details down it became so much easier to proceed. All that was left to do now was to open the box.All across the surface of the box, there were a series of white dotted spots that looked like jewel encrusting's. These were flowing along the lines of the river drawn along the length of the box. They represented the bone that lay in the depths of Iylls and their numbers varied.In order to open the box then, Arran was going to have to trace the spots with a very defined amount of varying strength. Too much strength and the spots would just depress into the box without achieving anything, too little and the spots would not even budge. All this would have to be done following a special sequence.After a little thought, Arran figured out the sequence. It was one in which he and his parents use to communicate on special occasions like when they were separated on missions in order to relay their situation to each other.Without
Inside the box was a bracelet.The kind that was big and bulky and could cover up your whole wrist. It was a big round creamy white bracelet that had a few jewels that looked like diamonds encrusted in it. The jewels sparkled like stars as they twinkled on and off.The entire bracelet shone with a soft glow as compared to the previous blinding brilliance it gave off and there was a metallic luster on it. Overall it was very beautiful.As soon as Arran saw it, his blood started flowing quickly and his heart was beating franticly as if he had just taken a hundred-mile jog. Arran felt like he always did whenever he had just finished an intense workout with his dad.Arran was frozen for what seemed like a very long time which in reality was a very short few seconds but in that time, he saw a lot of things that baffled and confused him.He saw scenes of raging battles filled with blood and slaughter, of wars being fought over and over again. Scenes of v
The pain that one feels when their skin was being torn open was one that was very difficult to describe.If a comparison had to be made, it would feel like how it felt to have a vat of burning hot oil poured all over one's body. The kind of feeling where the heat of the oil penetrates into your flesh in order to cook your insides until nothing could be felt but endless pain.That was how Arran was feeling at the moment.The wings growing from Arran's back were causing him to be drowned in a flood of pain and the only way for him to escape the pain was to destroy all the enemies in front of him.Arran lunged forwards with a great leap and crossed a hundred meters that separated him and Kasack in two seconds. Raising his hands to strike him down, a shimmer of light manifested in his hands.The light took the form of a sword and everywhere it passed, all obstacles would be cleaved apart like a hot knife through butter.Kasack felt a threat comi
Arran woke up to bright lights overhead and a wet and sticky feeling all over his body.Looking all over at his surrounding, he saw all sorts of machines and apparatus that he did not know the functions of and some that while they were in various weird forms, he could still infer the functions of.Arran came to the conclusion that he was in what seemed to be a hospital ward. After checking his surroundings, he decided to check his own condition. That was when he was surprised to find out his own situation.Arran found out where the wet and sticky feeling came from.As it turned out, Arran was wrapped up and submerged in a small liquid bubble that was floating suspended in the air. It was through this bubble that Arran was seeing all that he had seen.Arran could also make out a group of people in uniforms who were making their rounds in the ward he was settled in. One of these groups came to check up on him, only to find out that he was awake.
Arran was not overly worried. One reason was that he possessed something that they wanted and another being that he was currently a mystery to them, and everyone like to solve a good mystery.It did not take long for someone to come for him.Three days after he woke up, he received a visit from a bespectacled man in a tight-fitting tracksuit that looked so clean that It gave an impression that he always took a lot of time to make sure to remove the creases on his clothes. His eyes were also sharp, so much so that Arran felt that he wore those glasses not because he had a problem with his eyes, but because it was to prevent people from being intimidated by his intense gaze.The two of them stared at each other for a long time while trying to see who would break eye contact first.Arran was feeling a lot of pressure from their minor contest and he felt like at any time now the man was going to remove his glasses, and as for whatever was going to happen afte
After Rommel left Arran's ward, he made his way down the long hallway and climbed a fleet of stairs to arrive at the main command room. The room was already occupied.There were already a couple of people waiting for him in the room out of which captain Mei was a part of them, but compared to the rest of the people seated around the room, she was the least important person there. This was shown by the fact that she was not even entitled to a seat in the room even though this was her office and she was the base commander of this particular outpost.Rommel made his way to the head of the room where the winged warrior from before was seated. At this moment there was no sign of her wings on her body now. For that matter, Arran's wings were also nowhere to be seen ever since he woke up in the ward.As soon as he stopped in front of her, she asked, "well, how was it?"Rommel did not answer, instead, he placed the bracer that had now lost its glow on the table.<