They say a battle won, a war forgotten. The say the past can fade like the stars in the night sky. But, the history of the 12 kingdoms doesn't quite fade. No, it doesn't fade at all.
Once upon a time. When time was new. The kingdoms were at their highest. Each kingdom was strong. Each had their weakness. But, they were all equal.
Unfortunately, not every kingdom thought this was fair. No. They did not believe in equilateral life. They believed in one ruler. One ruler only. Only one kingdom was a loud to rule.
This kingdom's cockiness will cost another kingdom's life. The Doom kingdom jointed with Rage. These civilizations were too strong. Yet, only one kingdom was Stronger. The Hope kingdom.
They couldn't have Hope ruin their power. So at night's fall. They stroke. Obliterating the civilization by morning. Everything left in ash.
Because of this, horrible deed. The other kingdoms finally understood they must join together for the first time. They did, and with joined power. They won with ease.
Although this is a win. Rage & Doom never quite surrendered. According to their first king's words," we will win in time," they are not done.
There is one hope. One omen. That 18 heroes will rise. Some fly, some crash. They will be our only hope to win. For now, all we can do is prepare. Prepare for their arrival. Prepare for our doom. Prepare for Our Kingdom Come.
Tavros closed the book. He
sighed, that had Been the tired time he had read that page. A creepy feeling etched in his heart. He felt as if, this was going to be a long day.
AN: Welcome children. To my new story," Our Kingdom Come," I hope you enjoy your stay.