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Quick Chart for mentioned Characters and pronunciations of their names in the previous story, as characters are introduced, I will add the chart again for the following chapter. (as requested)
Azrail (God of Death) - As-rail
Riella - (Goddess of Life) Rye-El-Ah
Saana - (Goddess of Water) Sah-Ah-Na
Acarus - (God of the Sky) Ah-Car-Us
Ocarus - (God King/Father of Dragons) Oh-Car-Is)
NaMara - (Last Dragonkin) Nah-Mar-Ah
If you haven't read the previous story, I recommend you go back and read it. This is a sequel and may be confusing otherwise. If you have any questions/comments please reach out to me! Thank you again for all of the comments and favorites. /
Long before recorded history, four great kingdoms stood.
Then came along the Great War which lasted through the generations, until the Obsidian Kingdom fell with the death of its King. The Ivory King, victorious, stole away its people and lined his army with the men, made stock of the women and slaves of its children. Until a wish was whispered before the broken Obsidian throne by the last Dragonkin, NaMara. A prayer thought to have fallen upon deaf ears, for the return of the fallen King. A prayer that was heard, and answered.
The Obsidian King rose from the depths of the void and returned to life. He sought out the help of a hidden rogue, who aided him in bringing the Ivory King to his knees. With a the cost of NaMara's life, the Ivory King was slain and the Obsidian King fell into a deep sadness. For in NaMara, he found love, found hope, and it was striped from him as his kingdom once was.
Now, the Obsidian Kingdom stands tall, it's people celebrating their return home. They hold a special ceremony every year for the fall of the Ivory King and to honor those that have passed, to honor their ancestors. A single day when Azrail would open the gateway between worlds and allow those that have passed to cross over and be among their families. It became a day the Obsidian King dreaded, for he knew he failed her, knew he could've done something to save her and yet, he didn't. Resting the blame of her death on his shoulders, it weighed down upon him heavy.
The Great God Dragon, Ocarus, now within a human form, took over the Ivory throne, an assurance that no other wicked king would take the former's place.
As the years passed by, a peace lasted between the four great kingdoms, a peace that hadn't existed in four generations. It was celebrated, it was cherished. All hoped it would remain.