Ok so, this is my first story and I really worked hard on it. Just to remind you all, I'm like "a young writer" and most of this stuff MIGHT not make sense; I don't want any bad msgs, ok? I wish for fans for my story or people that would support me. Also, I do not own any of this fiction stuff, the only credit I have is from the characters and storyline. (And maybe other stuff?)

Thanks for reading ~


"Oh please…save her…save my baby…" the Queen whispered.

*BOOM*

The last of the finely, stone marble walls of the castle collapsed, gently yet drastically, as the light of Ossyria died off…

Maplers that resided in Ossyria were running for their lives, dodging falling stones and hoping that they'll catch a boat to Victoria Island, now the land of fresh start. Families, friends…all separated as they boarded the boat, some were even left behide. How'd this tragedy start?

At last, Balrogs were released from their cages, and the bloodbath started. *Slash*Slash* Screams echoed throughout the now ruins of Ossyria. Many lives started passing on as each slash touched their delicate skin. Heroes slowly fell to the ground, one by one…

Then suddenly, rich laughter filled the air, the laughter of a high-pitched little girl. Was she responsible for this? Why would she do such a thing?

"Now, the grand event this evening…" giggled the mysterious girl.

"Rose, be patient…" said a stern man's voice.

"You're not the boss of me you know!" whined Rose.

With a wave of Rose's crystal light staff…Ossyria fell.

Now Ossyria's officially gone… Or is it..?