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RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 39 THE UNYIELDING STORM
Previously, begun Of Vengeance Xena pulled Lirl into his embrace, holding her tightly as if he feared she might slip away. The warmth of his arms spoke volumes, an unspoken plea for forgiveness. It wasn’t just an apology; it was regret, sorrow, and something deeper, something fragile yet undeniable.He leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss onto her forehead. His breath was warm against her skin as he whispered, his voice thick with emotion."I'm sorry, Lirl."His words trembled, as though he barely had the strength to say them.Lirl sighed, her heart aching at the weight he carried. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. There was no hesitation, no resentment, only understanding."Let's go, Lirl. Let’s leave this place… together."Xena’s voice was low but determined. Without another word, he swept her into his arms, cradling her as though she were the most precious thing in the world. His grip was firm yet gentle, like a man who had l
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 40 AUSTRUS' BREAKTHROUGH
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Austrus landed lightly, his boots pressing against the ruined earth, a mere shadow’s distance from Kalus. Without hesitation, he brandished his sword in a swift, fluid motion before returning it to its sheath with the finality of a man who knew the battle had only begun.He whistled and snap of his fingers.The world detonated.A pocket of smoke erupted into the sky, twisting in feral spirals, rolling with the force of a thunderclap that rippled outward like a tidal wave of destruction. Then came the flames-relentless, devouring, a force that turned everything in its wake to nothing but smouldering remnants.Kalus’ grin widened, unfazed.He shifted, his body instinctively falling into a defensive stance. The explosion rushed toward him, swallowing the battlefield in its fury. The moment the pressure touched him, his skin tore. Deep gashes split across his flesh, blood seeping from the wounds like ink staining parchment.Yet he did no
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER 1 THE PROTECTOR
Kalus plummeted through the void, his screams swallowed by the endless expanse of shifting, prismatic light. The world above spiralled away, shrinking into a distant pinprick of sunlight until it vanished altogether. Darkness enveloped him, and his consciousness dissolved into nothingness. He jolted. He gasped, coughing as he regained his senses. Cool, damp soil pressed against his cheek, gritty and damp. The distant roar of waves filled his ears, their rhythm steady and hypnotic. And slowly, he pushed himself up on trembling arms, blinking against the brightness of the sun now hanging low in the sky. Before him stretched an endless ocean, its waters shimmering with hues of gold and silver under the fading light. The salty breeze stung his face as he took in the vast, alien expanse. He touched his chest, confirming he was alive. But where was he? And more importantly, how had he survived? He groaned, crawling to the ocean, drinking greedily from its waves till he quenched his
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER 2 THE PROTECTOR II
"I won't let you die, I promise. " Kalus said sobbing. He began to rack his brain, desperately thinking of a way to save her. He knew for sure that he couldn't have leapt that high into the air without the help of the throbbing mark. If the mark could aid him in achieving a stunt like that, it should be able to save her in one way or the other. Although he doubts if it will ever work on his own accord, he's still willing to try. He gently laid Cathiana on the grass, removing the knife plunged into her heart and press down on the wound to stop the bleeding while he closed his eyes in agitation. "Heal! Heal !!" He muttered, frustration building as he tried to channel the mark on his wrist to work in his favour. "Shit !!" He cursed slamming his bloody palm on the grass beside her. "Why on earth is it not working? Focus! Kalus focus !" He rasp trying harder. Slowly, a sense of comfort washed over him, and his soul transcended to a serene realm surrounded by tranquil waters.
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER 3 THE STRANGE
Lord Azril's cautiously slid the curtains open, his grey brows furrowing as he peeps outside. "Father, what's wrong?" Princess Lirl asked alarmed. "I don't know, let's hope we're not in for another bad day." Lord Azril sighed and shook his head. About to unlock the carriage door, he paused hesitantly facing Princess Lirl again. "Lock this door behind me and don't do anything stupid till you hear from me". Lord Azril warned, gripping her slender shoulder. Despite seeing his daughter's paled face underneath the white veil there's nothing he could do. Princess Lirl bites her lower lips, fidgeting. "I promise.......but..." She started, but Lord Azril interrupted. "What?" Princess Lirl shook her head. "Nothing. Be safe out there." She muttered, caressing the ribbons attached to her gown nervously. Lord Azril nodded and patted her shoulders gently. "I will Lirl" With that, he climbed down from the carriage. And asked for a briefing from one of his warrio
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER 4 THE MAN WHO HAD REFUSED TO DIE
After Princess Girl had been assigned the task of constructing a new carriage, one that was big enough to accommodate three people, to General Bale, she went ahead to clean the wounded body herself with brewed juniper tea. Leaving Jenny with the responsibility of sanitising a small space inside and outside the tent with sage incense. After that, Jenny began to prepare a soft spot where the body was going to be laid. Princess Lirl, on the other hand, disappeared out of the tent briefly and appeared minutes later alongside General Bale and a box. "What do you need me to do?" General Bale asked, dusting his thigh. Princess Lirl's behaviour had somewhat changed towards him right after he agreed to help her. As to what her motive is, it's just a matter of time before he figures it out. "I need you to move the body to the bed here" Princess Lirl answered his question, tucking the strands dangling before her sweaty forehead behind her ears as she opened the box, revealing all sizes
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL CHAPTER 5 SEED OF HATRED
"Yes my Lord." General Bale saluted. "Good, let her know we'll be moving by sunset tomorrow." Lord Azril said, discarding his presence. "Yes my Lord " General Bale saluted. "You may take your leave, Bale." Lord Azril sighed and settled back to sit. General Bale saluted one last time and turned to the door, opening it and disappearing behind it. He stopped briefly ruminating on what Lord Azril had discussed with him. He's right; after all, hoping that Princess Lirl could fall in love with him is wishful thinking. Instead of returning to her tent, he headed in the opposite direction. "Bale !" She called his name. General Bale froze in his tracks. She seems to be been waiting for him to come out. This lady will be his destruction if he isn't careful. Instead of turning to face her, he just continued walking onward. "Are you avoiding me now because my Father told you to ?" She asked, hurrying after him. "No " General Bale fired back, avoiding her. "What do you take me
RISE OF THE ORIGINAL EPISODE 6 SWEATS OF BLOOD
Previously, on Sword Vengeance, General Bale spreads a blanket on the carpet grass and lies on it. Enjoying the silent night to himself while he stares at the beautifully eerie moon glowing amidst the sky. Which made him remember his childhood days. If his family had not been attacked and killed in the war, he wouldn't be right now working under Lord Azril. "Bale " Princess Lirl called out from the shadows. General Bale became rigid, sitting upright. He was surprised that Princess Lirl would seek him out at this hour. "Princess?" General Bale called, unsure if the voice he heard was hers. Princess Lirl came out of nowhere and stood before him. She was wearing a transparent silver gown that illustrated her physique underneath. Her appearance tonight gave an impression of a warrior to General Bale. But he doubted if she could fight. "Ahem, can I sit?" She cleared her throat; she was kinda nervous. "You haven't told me what you're doing h
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EPISODE 40 AUSTRUS' BREAKTHROUGH
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Austrus landed lightly, his boots pressing against the ruined earth, a mere shadow’s distance from Kalus. Without hesitation, he brandished his sword in a swift, fluid motion before returning it to its sheath with the finality of a man who knew the battle had only begun.He whistled and snap of his fingers.The world detonated.A pocket of smoke erupted into the sky, twisting in feral spirals, rolling with the force of a thunderclap that rippled outward like a tidal wave of destruction. Then came the flames-relentless, devouring, a force that turned everything in its wake to nothing but smouldering remnants.Kalus’ grin widened, unfazed.He shifted, his body instinctively falling into a defensive stance. The explosion rushed toward him, swallowing the battlefield in its fury. The moment the pressure touched him, his skin tore. Deep gashes split across his flesh, blood seeping from the wounds like ink staining parchment.Yet he did no
EPISODE 39 THE UNYIELDING STORM
Previously, begun Of Vengeance Xena pulled Lirl into his embrace, holding her tightly as if he feared she might slip away. The warmth of his arms spoke volumes, an unspoken plea for forgiveness. It wasn’t just an apology; it was regret, sorrow, and something deeper, something fragile yet undeniable.He leaned down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss onto her forehead. His breath was warm against her skin as he whispered, his voice thick with emotion."I'm sorry, Lirl."His words trembled, as though he barely had the strength to say them.Lirl sighed, her heart aching at the weight he carried. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. There was no hesitation, no resentment, only understanding."Let's go, Lirl. Let’s leave this place… together."Xena’s voice was low but determined. Without another word, he swept her into his arms, cradling her as though she were the most precious thing in the world. His grip was firm yet gentle, like a man who had l
EPISODE 38 THE FIRST OMEN
Previously, on Sword Of VengeanceThey walked through the sacred passage, their steps echoing against the unseen boundaries of countless realms. The space around them was vast yet suffocating as if they were threading through the threads of time itself. Some realms shimmered with familiarity, whispering of places long known, while others lurked in the abyss, shrouded in secrecy.The Chronos surveyed the ancient temple, their luminous eyes searching for a presence that refused to reveal itself. Silence reigned, except for the quiet hum of energy pulsing through the sacred walls.Then, with a voice both commanding and reverent, one of the Chronos spoke.“Guardians of the Eternal Forge, we summon your presence.”Eleuren tensed. This was unexpected. They were supposed to be heading toward Lord Aluka’s palace, what had changed? What urgency had made them alter their path?A ripple of sound, neither entirely male nor female, but something in between; spread through the temple in w
EPISODE 37 THE FORBIDDEN SUMMONING
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance Aluka strode into his war chamber, his armour bearer, Kithzo, trailing behind him with silent steps. The room was dimly lit, its vast expanse stretching into shadowed corners where battle armors, forged from celestial artifacts, rested in solemn silence. Each piece glowed subtly, emanating ancient, untamed auras, remnants of battles waged beyond time itself.Aluka’s cold gaze flickered over them, assessing, deciding. He did not rush; this was a moment of absolute precision.Behind him, Kithzo's brows furrowed in confusion.The war chamber was sacred. It was a place one entered only in times of crisis, when war loomed on the horizon, or worse when the kingdom stood on the brink of annihilation. Yet, as far as he knew, no such threat existed. No alarms had been sounded. No enemies had crossed their borders.So why was his master here?For what felt like an eternity, Aluka stood before the ancient relics. Then, slowly, he closed his eyes.H
EPISODE 36 THE BREAKING POINT
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance "Come, Lord Aluka awaits you."The Chronos spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, like the ticking of a celestial clock.Eleuren answered with a simple nod, her expression unreadable. Without hesitation, they levitated into the air, moving in tandem like celestial bodies pulled by an unseen force. The temple of the Supreme Father faded behind them as they drifted toward an uncertain fate.In a chamber where darkness reigned, where the light was nothing more than a reluctant intruder, an altar stood chiselled from the bones of forgotten stars. Strange symbols sprawled across its surface, whispering secrets older than time itself.At its centre rested a white crystal ball.A dormant thing. Silent. Cold.Until it wasn't.Suddenly, the crystal pulsed eerie glow bursting forth, casting fractured silhouettes against the chamber’s walls. The distorted figures took shape, forming the spectral visages of the Guardians of the Eternal Forge.And be
EPISODE 35 MARCH OF DARKNESS
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance "Silence," He commanded, his voice slicing through the air like a death knell. A suffocating weight pressed upon the legions, forcing even the most defiant to bow their heads.Breaths were shallow, and eyes averted.The crackling flames that lingered in the sky dimmed as if cowed by his authority as he leered at the gathered legions, his burning eyes glowing brighter. And when he spoke again, his tone dripped with malevolence."Just like all of you, I was surprised when I met her once again," He began, his voice a low growl that seemed to reverberate through the very bones of those kneeling before him. The legions exchanged uneasy glances as an implication of his words unsettled the mind of even the most battle-hardened among them. "Because I, personally, destroyed her core and watched as she descended in glorious defeat into the lowest of the realms in a dying figment of light."A murmur rippled through the legions like a sinister c
EPISODE 34 CRIMSON DOMINION
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance In a streak of lightning, Erimense of Darkness descended upon the Voidless Realm, in a torrent of crimson energy tearing through the oppressive darkness. The lightning burned with malice, carving through the void and illuminating the desolate expanse in violent flashes.Trailing behind him, a blazing ray of molten fire devoured the shadows, roaring with an otherworldly sound like the cries of countless souls. As he emerged, his form radiated fiery brilliance, his lava-like armour pulsing with raw power, and his burning eyes glowing with dark purpose.The ground cracked and melted beneath his presence, fissures of molten light spreading outward. The Voidless Realm quaked, bending to his will as he stood tall, wreathed in the burning ambience. Behold, he had returned.A harbinger of destruction, commanding even the void itself.The air crackled with an ominous charge, and the very walls of the portal chamber shimmered, reflecting his impo
EPISODE 33 THE UNHOLY ASCENSION
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance The Son of Perdition laughed, his voice sounding like breaking bones and roaring fire. Then his expression twisted into a snarl. “The Flame of the Supreme Father is not the Supreme Father. It’s nothing but a fallacy, a flicker compared to the abyss that I am.”His growl reverberated through the chamber, and the blood lake surged, lashing against the jagged walls. The pillars trembled, as though they too feared the fury of their master.But within his rage, a shadow of uncertainty lingered; a truth he would never admit.If the Flame had chosen them, then perhaps it was more than a flicker. Perhaps it was the beginning of something even the abyss could not extinguish.The Son of Perdition’s laughter echoed through the chamber, dark and thunderous, shaking the blood-red lake into restless waves. His eyes burned brighter as he finally spoke, his voice heavy with malice.“We’ll pay them a visit,” He said, his grin widening into something
EPISODE 32 SEVEN DOORS OF HELL
Previously, on Sword Of Vengeance A deafening rumble reverberated through the cosmos, chasing the blinding brilliance that erupted from one end of the universe, hurling itself across the infinite void into the maw of a black hole.From the abyss, a dense pitch-black cloud emerged, swirling with ominous purpose. Within it, a vortex of fiery red-orange light surged forth, crashing into the cursed, hardened soil below. The impact etched ancient, arcane markings into the ground, leaving an eerie glow that outlines the imposing figure of the Nyxarath.The heavens writhed with chaotic fury, resulting in a thunderous roar in relentless bursts, accompanied by jagged streaks of lightning that intertwined like veins of fire. For brief moments, their stark illumination painted the desolate surroundings in ashen greys.Unfazed by the tempest, the Nyxarath rose from the cratered earth. Straightening to his full, imposing height.His silhouette exuded an aura of unyielding power, ma
