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Somethings never change, war for instances rarely does and when it does change. It can be quite frightening; such a little thing war is. Festering in misunderstandings, hatred, greed, just plain joy for those who thrives in it or survival in rare classes to the ones who need what others have.

But at times, war is forced onto some individuals who have no choice but to fight. For their families, for their honour, for their friends, for glory, for love or just for survival. It is enjoyable, watching as my champion does his duty.

If only he can realize for what I had planned for him and the future. Not knowing what I could do to him without his knowledge, how many challenges he would have to face to learn more of his powers. Each time he would complete one of my challenges, he would gain knowledge of how another works for his gain and his soon-to-be people as well.

Unlike the pervious champions, he should be wiser and kinder. Learning how to rule unlike the pervious ones who let power ruled their minds and their interests, focused only on gaining more power and less on protecting their race. Less on making their race more artistic, more powerful, more independent from the pervious champions.

So, the pervious champions were stripped of their power, their titles they worked so hard to obtain and to keep them form us. Let's just say that they were quickly dealt with, never to be heard of again unless you know where to look and how to understand what has transpire while I was taking the powers away and storing them for later use.

They were difficult to deal with after their powers were stripped, how I loathed those days. Where they begged for second chance, to have another shot of leading their chosen people, to have their powers again. All they ever wanted was power, more and more until they were drunk with it.

The agony those champions of my, how I wish I could have prevented them from becoming well my champions. But I can only hope that this latest champion would be different, he has the kindness of a king but also the stubbornness and will of a warrior, and he should be perfect in protecting what is his.

No One's View, centuries later

"My Diamond, here to ask again?" A bitter voice asked, her eyes staring at the Diamond. White Diamond stared back at her once loyal Sapphire who was a paranoid and anger Gem.

Her once pale blue or white in some areas were covered in dirt and grime of the cell, her eyes once a silver turned to grey. Her dress once formal would now be classified as rags. White Sapphire, the once strong and respected Gem of White Diamond's court was forgotten and treated with little more respect of defective Gem, was being visited by her once Diamond, White Diamond.

"I am here to offer you another chance of being reassigned all of your former glory and privileges of being my Sapphire as long as you provide the correct prophecies for the Authority and not those false ones." White purposed to White Sapphire.

White Diamond's face was blank, completely devoid of any emotion. She, however had a hint of something else, that something was fear. Fear of the future that White Sapphire predicted, fear of what or who is going to finish everything she had build from the ground up, fear of what's to come. The fear of the Unknown.

White Sapphire noticed this fear and knew that White Diamond wanted to prevent this prophecy from coming true. If she accepted the offer of coming once more apart of her Diamond's court, she would gain back everything she lost during her fall from grace and into her current way of life.

The life where she counts the days until she lost track and start all over again. Looking ahead with her future sight, tracing timelines as an attempt to see and to know what is happening beyond her cell, her cage and the chains that is holding her back from her freedom.

"No." She said to her Diamond, no her former Diamond.

"What was that?" White Diamond asked, her voice sounded as if it was hissing while she spoke those words. An expression flickered on her face, whatever it may be. White Diamond was rarely rejected by anyone, especially a Sapphire of her own creation.

"I said no, White Diamond." White Sapphire began." You left me here, you told me no- You left me in this prison, you said that I had no longer have use to you or anyone of this Authority. And now, you are afraid of losing everything around you and everything that scares you. You find someway to get rip of it, you will not escape this. You will fall and whatever you try to do, to escape this retribution of all the Gems that couldn't do what you wanted, YOU WILL FALL MY WHITE DIAMOND!"

"You won't receive my help; I will not work for you any longer. For as long as you exist, all of Gems will always be threaten. So no, White Diamond. If you shatter me that wouldn't change your fate, if you break me into serving you again that wouldn't change your fate, if you left me here to waste away in this prison that wouldn't change your fate, if you do anything to me or that Creature no. New Diamond, he will take you down and everything you had and will built along side you." She threatened, staring darkly into White Diamond's eyes.

"Do what you want to me, your fate and the Authority shall end. You shall shatter by his choice and no one will stop him." She said bowing her head, waiting for her punishment from her former Diamond.

But nothing come, only shocked silence. White Diamond looked at White Sapphire for what could have been an eternity but was five minutes, she glared at floor waiting for whatever is to happen to her and be forgotten.

She left White Sapphire's cell in a hushed silence; she couldn't take it. The Diamond remained stoic and emotionless but internally she was afraid and badly shaken by White Sapphire's prophecy, she had almost never wrong when she was serving her. So why should this one be wrong?

But White Diamond shook her head quickly, she refused to believe this prophecy to be true. After all, every Sapphire has a limit to how far they can see and how the details reveal to them. Maybe she was wrong for the first time since her creation, maybe she doesn't have to worry about the prophecy, maybe she can focus on the emergence of the new Diamond that's due any day now.

"MY DAIMOND!" A Gem yelled to her just as White Diamond sat down, she looks over towards the distressed Gem." She is emerging!"

"Already! The Pink Diamond?" White asked surprised that the new Diamond already emerging as she stood there." Take me to her, now."

(Through an Action, a Man becomes a Hero. Through Death, a Hero becomes Legend. Through Time, a Legend becomes Myth. Through hearing a Myth, a Man takes an Action..