Prologue: The elemental warriors, veins of Chaos and darkness
So here they are; the four strongest warriors against the lord of darkness. The simplest plot for any boring story. You can throw anything you want into this scenario; the end will always be the same. The heroes defeat the darkness and peace returns to the land. Isn't that what everybody wants? At least that's what is supposed to happen.
At the top of a massive jet black tower stood these four powerful fighters. Their mere presence was causing the world around them to shudder with every heart beat. However, this wasn't just because they were ready for their battle. Standing before them was a man twice as big as they were exerting most of this power. He stood at about 10ft and held a massive sword pulsating with red chaos above his jet black armour. One of the four before him held his arm to his back overhead and grabbed a hold of the handle of a blade. As he pulled it, no actual blade appeared. Then he yelled the words he had grown accustomed to. They echoed around as his voice pierced the sky and out of the blue, his sword erupted into flames to create a physical edge. Another man in blue did the same but from his hip. As he pulled the handle out, water gushed from the top to form a blade-like edge. A girl with them had already pulled her weapon out and stood closely to the fourth member of their party. He looked the most scorned as his white hair covered his green eyes. His green jacket flailed violently as his power grew. Green ribbons shot up from the floor and circled him. He grabbed his sword from his side which gave no special effects, but instead of merely standing his ground like the rest of his team, he leapt straight forwards at the deity they were destined to slay.
This giant of a man laughed as he slammed his sword downwards on the green man. However, his smirk disappeared as the guy stepped to the side and leapt onto the sword. Kicking off, he leapt upwards and booted the darkness right in the chin. Turning round in mid air, he roared at his comrades. The three nodded and charged forwards with him. The battle soon became as intense as the pressure in the air was. From the bottom of the tower, fire could be easily seen covering the structures roof as the burning blade was swung to connect with the chaos sword. The blade of water would move around the darkness to slice form the back and to be followed by many launching boulders carried by the wind. No matter what they did though, their efforts proved futile. The darkness span around and slammed the water caster out of the air and almost off the edge of the tower. The fire sword was bounced back before the chaos blade slammed into his armour sending him soaring into a pillar. The earthen girl looked at the two who had fallen, foolishly being slammed aside as the darkness turned his arm around. The man in green saw all of this and leapt forwards for another assault.
His heroic actions didn't get him very far as he was plucked out of the air. The juggernaut of darkness grabbed him by the head and slammed his body into the floor, raising the ground around them with the seismic force of the slam. The wind warrior opened his mouth to yell but instead, blood shot forth followed by gasps. The battle was not going in their favour. The man in black laughed as he lifted the wind master into the air and threw him aside like trash. However, this had given the flame enough time to recharge. Leaping straight into battle, a rage of fire slammed into the darkness' hip. The screech of metal against his armour drowned out the darkness roars. However, this was just a feint. The massive tank grabbed the fire lord and mocked his weakness. Grabbing his chaos blade once more, he slammed it into the man. Luckily, he had kicked off the darkness chest armour to avoid the killing blow, but he didn't dodge without injury. The blade sliced his right eye and sent him crashing to the ground clutching his face in agony.
Water suddenly slammed into the back of the darkness catching him off guard. Volley after volley of what looked like tidal waves but of miniature in size collided with the dam that was the armour of darkness and keeping him back. He roared as the chaos blade was brought upwards slicing the wave in two and watching it fall to the floor. Then in an instant, the man was in front of the water master and had punched his shoulder into submission. The crack of bones could be heard followed by a painful shout as the guy fell to the floor. The girl that controlled the earth had managed to lift herself into footing but was slightly too late to defend herself as a gauntlet grabbed her by the face. The hulk that was black armour laughed chaotically towards the green corpse as he dropped the girl off the edge of the tower. The sound of her falling screams made the wind awaken from its deathly slumber. He stood up while hugging his chest where he took the most damage. Then, in anger and hate, he sprinted forwards and speared the chaos straight in the chest. The blade seemed to go straight through the armour like a knife to butter.
What seemed to be an easy victory was only the beginning of an endless journey. The darkness within dispersed outwards in a horrific explosion of black energy and ribbons. Then an arm reached out from the smog of darkness and grabbed the wind master. Then another arm shot out holding the blade of chaos and brought it down upon the unwary winds leaving a wound that took off the entire arm of the green man. He screamed at first as he saw his own body part fall down, but then he quickly blacked out and slid off the side of the tower into the darkness below.
So is this what a story should involve? Will the darkness ever win or should it just die out at the end of every saga? This power is not going to die without a decent fight. The four lay down in several different places around the tower as a blast of black energy shot into the cloud filled sky. Then it randomly began to rain red, like blood. The bodies of the four slowly dissolved into the water that fell onto them in a blood stained burial. The black armoured man merely laughed as he watched them all die in front of him while encased in a shell of black smog.
The black energy blasted like a beam into the sky and crashed into the atmosphere, ripping open a void in the sky like split paper. Ribbons of four colours shot up from the bodies of those recently deceased and were completely digested by the void.
On the other side, the sense of falling filled their corpses. The feeling of dreaming in the clouds rushed past them as one by one, they opened their eyes. Suddenly sitting up straight, the feeling disappeared and they were now back to normal. Having awoken from a terrifying dream, they stood up in unison and looked out of their windows. Each of the four was located in different parts of a new world they had never seen before. Inside mountains, over a waterfall, in the middle of the clouds and within a volcano. They were completely clueless. Didn't we die? Why are we here? The questions needed to be answered, but how do you start in a realm you've never seen before and in a home you don't even know belonged to you? Another question: Why do we all look different? Our bodies have changed completely from our 30 year old men and woman. Now, were young again and about the age of college students. Why?
But before their story is told, let me take you back in time to where this story truly began. This also involved four friends, but they were never always together to begin with. The events at the top of that tower and the darkness within the void will change their lives forever, to a world where pain and turmoil is only a matter of fighting. Could you hold your own, if the one you loved died before your eyes and you couldn't do anything about it?