Here's the first chapter of my Fire Emblem story-please give any tips or stuff I can use-i'll appriciate it!
This is also my first time using and my first fire emblem story-hope you like it :)
Prologue-Fall of the Guild
As the twisted sages lined up in front of the towering, majestic building-they readied their powerful Meteor books in hand-ready to set ablaze the building at their master's request. Their master was twisted, dark, and was said to have no soul. The Master walked through the line of powerful sages into the building with two powerful berserkers, giant axes in tow, ready to kill at the snap of a finger. They were entering the Guild of Legends.
The Master wore a hood over his face; all that could be seen was his menacing smile. He was draped by a gray robe, his hands at his side-one holding a staff, the other a giant black book. The two giant berserkers at his side were shirtless, muscle bound, and wore shorts up to their knees, and had glowing yellow eyes. The each held a giant Silver Axe, which could cut through a tree with ease. The group continued to walk up to the door way. He snapped his fingers, and the berserkers knocked down the door with one hand each.
The group continued to walk through the silent halls looking at the framed pictures of past heroes on the walls, and many magnificent statues and other artifacts as well. Depictions of landscapes, epic battles, and Legends were crafted beautifully. The Master snapped his fingers-and the Berserkers knocked and destroyed every single one.
As they continued down the halls-they didn't even notice the crimson blood and lifeless bodies sprawled out on the floor. This was expected. The Master even chuckled, that his morphs…his creations were so strong as to take out battle ready warriors like these. It was wicked.
Finally, The Master closed in on two giant doors. It was locked. Snap. It fell, and behind it was a magnificent hall. The walls were crafted from gold, chandeliers hung from the glass ceiling. The giant banquet table that sat somewhere over 50 was filled with food-and at the end of the table sat the 6 legendary heroes.
The 6 legends, they were the most powerful humans on the planet. Each held a legendary weapon-and each held a different role and put a different meaning into the term power.
"The six legends…we'll see how legendary you really are…." Said The Master, just as he raised his book slowly, and readied a spell.
The history books only recorded one thing on that day. The fall of the legends guild, and the end of peace as the world once knew. Eventually, The Master took over the whole continent of Triala, where the legends guild once sat. Its citizens enslaved and cities destroyed-the only ones to survive where those that could pay the monthly tributes. They were presumably in hell.
Now, after 17 years later, 435, a new story is about to unravel. An epic struggle of love, trust, adventure, and betrayal is about to unfold. The story starts off in the city of Reghaing…