Epolague
"Why Reazin? What would drive you too fight for evil?" Zerin lunges forword with the Chalybs.
"You call what I fight for evil? How can you say this is evil when what you fight for is the true meaning of evil?"
"True meaning of evil? Your ways of justice is nothing but pain!"
"Pain is punishment, ounishment teaches. With a Chaotic System, people will be afraid to comit a crime. People must be ruled with fear!" Reazin blocks Zerin's sword with the Sol Staff.
"Fear? People need to be governed with faith. Death and pain isn't justice, God's will and the people's rule is justice!" Zerin slashes at Reazin who jupes back and casts a spell at Zerin. Zerin slashes at the spell and the Chalybs absorbs it. The two stand face to face, rain pouring, with a stream runs through the mud red with blood. At a flash of lightning the two lunge forward.
Chapter. 1 The Beginning
"Zerin why are we doing this again?" Reazin walks with Zerin down the road into Niktrea, a city established by the "Followers".
The "Followers" are more commonly known as the Fideli. They were founded by Madam Celenia Rafeal, a woman of faith and helper of the people.. The Fideli is composed of people who live their lives by faith. THey are dedicated to helping others and to promote their way of life.
They rivals of the Fideli are very different. Founded by Lord Riyenkadan Draktras. They are the "Fearful" or the Vereor. They are known for their militaristic brutality. They rule their followers with fear and pain. Death and torture are common punishments.
The twa have been at odds for years. Now that king of Amanyura is dieing, he has apointed either Lord Riyenkadan or Madam Celenia to the heir to the throne.
"Because," Zerin responds to Reazin's question, "it would be wise to see who the king decides to replace him."
"I don't see the difference," Reazin responds in a sarcastic tone, "who ever wins, we just act like them." Reazin smiles a sarcastic look at Zerin.
"You keep acting like that, and you'll be hunted down one day," Zerin ansswers Reazin in his own sarcastic tone. They both walk up to the podium set up fot the announcment. Everyone was standing around waiting for the desiscion. "How long are they going to keep us waiting?" Zerin asks in an impatient tone.
"They want to build the suspence, that way they can tell who to seperate when they make the wrong decision," Reazin laughs. Reazin looks up toward the castle, one os built in every major city for the King. The shadows of frantic sevants were showing in the windows, getting ready for the final decision no dought. "Seems they are almost ready."
How can you tell?" Zerin watches Reazin point toward the castle window. "Ah, must be worring about security issues." The shadows now came to the windows to peak out to see the people.
"Look!" Reazin points toward the podium where a man came out to speak.
"People of Amanyura," The man raises his arms to silence the chatter. He takes of his coat to reveal his wings.
"What? Why would they send an Angelic fir an announcment?" Reazin was confused, Angelics are protectors of the peace, given their powers by God.
"Maby they'er conserned about rioting?" Zerin was also confused, though he was much more amazed, he had always been facinated by Angelics.
"People of Amanyura," the Angelic started again, "the King has not yet made a decision for his heir." There was a loude commerse amoung the people. "I am deeply sorry, but for the time beeing, neither Madam Celenia nor Lord Riyenkadan have been deemed more worthy than the other, thank you." The people were angry, but with an Angelic near, they would not start anything at the castle. But both sides, loyal to their leaders, grew a strong hatred for each other.
