Storm was shocked when he heard this and looked at Lillian in shock, not believing what she said. His mind raced, trying to process the information she had just unloaded on him. But Lillian laughed, her voice tinged with amusement as she looked at the shock on his face."Yes, Storm," she said, as her eyes twinkled. "The Orb was, in fact, made by your family." Storm's heart skipped a beat. His family? The very thought seemed impossible.Storm's mind became a whirlwind of thoughts again. Could it be true? His family? Had they really created the orb? He had always known there was something different about his lineage, but this? This was beyond anything he could have imagined. He felt a strange mix of pride and fear. But Lillian continued, her tone now more serious, as if she now understood how serious her revelation was. “Humans were weak and had no powers, so the Orb was made by them to gain power," she explained. "They were the right vessel for the Orb and were the only ones who could
“So Magebreaker probably knew about how strong your powers were and went to look for you to seal it. He knew he wouldn't have been able to defeat you if your powers were fully activated. How he managed to suppress your powers, I don't know but now you have you full abilities so you should be able to fight him if you meet him when you to find the Orb. Remember Magebreaker is just like my dad, he is very cunning, don't let him get to you, and don't try to be emphatic there. All these people, creatures, they are evil, they want to use the orb for evil so don't try to play nice, destroy them, anyone in your way.”Storm nodded as she held out his hand and he placed his in hers, she strapped his hand gloves tightly around his hands before speaking, “Remeber everything I taught you, use your mind and your strength. Pay attention to your surroundings, some of these creatures can be tricky and most lay traps, protect yourself well.” She removed a small knife from the back of her pocket and pla
Just as Lillian left, Storm sighed and began his journey, heading directly to the palace. He looked around the realm and sighed again, he thought about all that he would have to fight before getting to the palace. Storm looked around and only noticed the hooting owls sitting on dead trees. They stared at him wide-eyed as he passed, this made his skin crawl. He stared at the tall mountains that seemed to mock him. He knew the palace would be on the other side of the mountain and this made him even more worried, he would have to fight a lot of creatures before getting there. Storm thought about all his friends, he had to do this for them. His thoughts shifted to his family, why did they keep a book about the orb in the library if they didn't want anyone to find it? Storm had never met his parents, they died when he was only a child so he didn't have any memories of them, just his grandfather. His grandfather had always told him he was stronger than he thought, he never believed him but
Three days later, a disorganized Storm stood at the edge of the forest, his eyes fixed on a huge palace in the distance. The palace didn't look anything like the realm, it looked too perfect, not a single thing missing from it, its grand spires piercing the sky, and its massive walls adorned with intricate carvings and ceiling to floor windows. The surrounding area was like a garden, it had beautiful flowers surrounding it with winding paths leading up to the palace gates. Even though Storm was disheveled and looking wretched, his clothes torn and dirt-streaked, there was a fire in his eyes, an undeniable energy coursing through his veins. His life over the past three days took a toll on him but his determination hadn't changed.As he stood there, catching his breath, he couldn't help but think about everything he had been through and what he had endured. The forest around him was alive with the sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves, a stark contrast to the violence he had face
But much to his shock, he was not attacked. Rather, everywhere was calm, making him frown. Still, he walked forward, his steps echoing in the eerie silence of the grand hall. Stepping into the palace, he felt a sense of warmth overcome him, as though he had just arrived home, and this made him anxious. The warmth was unexpected, he hadn't felt this warmth in a long time. The last time he felt this warm was at the garden when the Orb was still there and this thought unsettled him deeply. He had expected more creatures, resistance, a fight, or at the very least, Mage breaker or the King of hell. Storm thought about the King of hell and what he would look like. He wondered why he didn't have a better name instead of the King of hell, he also thought about the Magebreaker. Where they working together? Storm wasn't sure but he hadn't seen the Magebreaker since and he definitely knew he had to fight the Magebreaker too. Storm looked around still expecting creatures to come out of anywhere
Just as Storm was about to move forward, he heard a loud voice welcoming him with laughter, echoing through the dimly lit chamber. "Welcome, Storm! Feel at home!" the voice boomed, reverberating off the whole place. Storm's heart skipped a beat. He paused, squinting into the shadows, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice. "That must be Lillian's father," he muttered under his breath, his muscles tensed as he took a defensive stance. He knew he had to stay on his guard. The voice had an eerie, almost mocking quality, and he couldn't afford to let his guard down for a second. He scanned his surroundings, every nerve on edge, his senses heightened.Without caring about anything else, he rushed towards the direction where he had felt the Orb. His pulse quickened as he neared it, the air growing colder and heavier with each step. The chamber seemed to stretch endlessly, shadows dancing on the walls like malevolent spirits. His breath came in short, sharp bursts, the anticipation gnaw
Storm immediately smirked at the Magebreaker. He was definitely going to kill him now after he heard everything the Magebreaker had said. The memory of their last encounter flashed vividly in his mind. “Beforenyou get to use the Orb, I would end you myself.” Storm sneered, his voice dripping with hatred and anger. “Last time, you selead my powers, now we have a score to settle.”Magebreaker’s eyes narrowed, a flicker of anger crossing his face. “You think you can defeat me , Storm? I would end you before you even lay a finger on me.” he retorted, his voice a low growl. The tension between them crackled like electricity in the air.Without another word, the two lunged at each other, their movements a blur of speed and power. Storm's hands immediately found his sword as he swung it towards Magebreaker who swiftly dodged to the side, his own hands glowing with a dark energy. He unleashed a torrent of electricity towards Storm who dodged.Storm’s smirk widened as he saw Magebreaker’s atte
Seeing the figure standing up again, Storm's heart beat faster. He couldn't beat Derek without the Orb but he needed to fight him before getting the Orb. The pressure he felt from him was enormous, a suffocating weight that pinned him to the spot. He could barely move, his muscles strained against an invisible force. His heart pounded in his chest, each beat echoing like a drum in his ears. The air around him seemed to thicken, making it hard to breathe. He knew he had no other choice but to fight, yet every fiber of his bones screamed at him to run.“You know, no one has ever tried to fight me but you tried, I'll give you that. Even my daughter couldn't beat me, what made you think you could?” Derek laughed loudly his voice reverberating against the walls.“You are a horrible person. A horrible father, a horrible ruler!” Storm yelled.“Oh, I know that. I am sure my daughter told you about our history. I never wanted a daughter but I got unlucky, I need someone strong, powerful bu