WARNING: This fic may eventually contain gore, violence and rather disturbing details.

Disclaimer: Beyblade and all its characters belong to Takao Aoki. I only own the plotline and OCs.


Prologue:

Nebesa.

That was the name of the world little Vanya was born in. The daughter of a farmer residing in Legkiy, the Kingdom of Light. Vanya's grandmother, now approaching a hundred years of age; the average lifespan of the population of Nebesa; often told her stories that her great-grandmother used to tell her, of the tranquil, lush natural beauty of the land – how their benevolent line of rulers led them with grace and wisdom, how the people prospered and harmony reigned. Vanya listened to the stories of how her ancestor used to run and play freely through the rolling meadows filled with flowers with other children of the village and cool their feet in the cold, crystal clear stream, which apparently, ran its course not too far from their family property.

Vanya knew the location Grandmother was referring to – the dried up bed of ash and clay, just beyond the barbed wire fence that had been set up by the villagers in a desperate attempt to secure themselves. The lush meadows in which her ancestor had once played in had been reduced to a barren wasteland, littered with the corpses of soldiers and commoners alike. Wounded warriors stumbled through what once used to be the marketplace, and had now been converted into a medical camp, the cries of hawkers being replaced by screams of pain and anguish.

The people endured poverty and starvation, living in abject misery and poor hygienic conditions, and above all, living in fear of the monsters that may swoop down upon them at any moment and take their lives as well as the lives of their loved ones.

She had overheard her father saying that the situation was the same in all the townships and villages in the kingdom. The situation had been the same for the past four centuries.

The Kingdom of Legkiy, you see, has been at war with the Kingdom of Temnota, the empire of darkness, for nearly four hundred years. And by war, she did not mean a cold war – refusal to co-operate, stand-offs, etc. She meant full-blown battle, day in and day out, people dying by the hundreds. It was astounding that Legkiy had any population left to speak of, considering that for a war lasting for close to four centuries, a year's peace was considered a miracle.

The battle had extended through generations of rulers on both sides, and still seemed nowhere close to ceasing. The emperors of Temnota always attacked brutally, sending out thousands of terrifying monstrous beasts that swooped down from the skies and devoured Legkiy's soldiers and innocent citizens alike, often snatching and carrying away the less fortunate to some hellish inferno in Temnota, where it was rumoured they were tortured for the amusement of the king to a slow and extremely painful death.

Vanya, though merely twelve years of age, was no stranger to bloodshed and loss. No one would be if they woke up to see the horribly mangled and disfigured body of their best friend lying in the middle of the street. Her family tried to protect her from these horrifying sights, all the families tried to protect their children, but what was the point? The grim reality of the situation could not – would not - escape from them, simply because they were young.

Vanya saw many aspects of the war, and heard even more from the village elders (without their knowledge, of course).

She found out that Legkiy, the more peaceful kingdom, was losing the war. Though Legkiy had started out as the more powerful kingdom, over the past hundred years, Temnota had gained the upperhand as their legion of demons which were sent to slaughter the population and rampage upon the kingdom – something the noble rulers of their empire would never stoop to - began having more success in their task due to the depleting military personnel, thus eroding the base of the Light Kingdom's power and drastically reducing both human and natural resources over the years. This was accompanied by the emergence of the ruler who was widely recognised as the most ruthless and tactically brilliant emperor of the Temnota empire, who, through perfectly planned surprise attacks, infiltrations and raids, had severely crippled the forces of Legkiy.

King Petrov, the current ruler of Legkiy, was supposedly becoming desperate and rumour was that he was trying to move for a treaty with Temnota, since he feared that if the war continued any longer, the entire kingdom would be razed to the ground. The elders are not sure if Temnota will accept….particularly after the emergence of the Kingdom of Darkness' savage new king.


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