I don't own TOS and SOD
It has been a while since i last played TOP so it's hard to remember the details
Meanwhile, somewhere in Aselia
"Hah, you fool!"
The cruel and sarcastic voice echoed strangely loud into the space. Its owner, a man wearing a black armor was standing in front of a group of four people, all of whom looked horrified. One of them cried in desperation.
"MARS, STOP!"
The armored man paid no attention to the shout. He turned his back on his pursuers and swiftly threw a pair of sparkling pendants onto the top of what looked like a coffin. He let out a triumphant laugh. The four crystal orbs which were held by the statues surrounding the coffin glowed and suddenly burst one by one. A blinding light forced them all to shut their eyes. When the flash had died down, there was a dreadful silence as they squinted towards the direction where the coffin had been, waiting to see what happened with their breath held.
A man was standing, or rather, floating above the statues. He emitted some sort of bright aura and was eyeing the people in the room with a peculiar expression. He had a rather handsome, but really cold look that can make anyone froze in fear. However, it seemed that the person named Mars took no notice.
"Ancient king Dhaos! I'm the one who freed you, now obey my command!"
Dhaos certainly didn't seem like he was going to obey anything at all. Instead, he simply stared at Mars and then spoke in a tone that clearly sounded disgusted with a hint of pity.
"Foolish human, driven by greed. I follow order from no one. You freed me because I made you to. Or did you forget your visit to this place months ago?"
"How dare you!"
Those were the last words that managed to escape Mars's mouth before he was blasted into smithereens by a spell Dhaos cast on him.
The four survivors witnessed the scene with terror. There was no escape from this hopeless situation, no way out. Except…
"Listen carefully! I'm going to send you into the past" the one who looked like the group leader stated his last resort.
"But Morrison…" said a young swordsman
"There is no time! Dhaos cannot be hurt by weapons. You must travel to the past and find a way to defeat him, understand?"
Morrison quickly concentrated all his energy to cast the spell. But another attack from Dhaos was already on its way to them. Before the group got hit, however, their archer jumped ahead and blocked the blow. It sent him flying and he landed hard on the ground where he lied, unmoving.
"Chester!"
The swordsman and his healer companion cried out loud, being unable to help their fallen friend as the time traveling spell drew them in.
"Cless, Mint! The world's counting on you"
Cless and Mint could hardly hear Morrison's voice anymore. They feel as though the world was spinning around them, having the strange feeling that they were lifted off the ground and diving headfirst into a swirling vortex of sound and color. They held each other hand tightly, not wanting to be separated at the exit. How long did they go on like that, they couldn't remember. All they know was that when everything went into focus again, they were lying on the grass. Or at least, Cless was, as Mint was on top of him.
Cless shook his head slightly, still registering where they were. It seemed to be a rather large plain. He tried to get up but realized that he couldn't move. His body felt like it was being crushed under a big boulder. Mint couldn't be this heavy, could she? Only when he made another attempt to get up did he notice that it wasn't just Mint who was on his back.
I'll really appreciate some reviews
