Regaliatale
Once upon a time…
Two races ruled over the earth: humans and monsters.
Keep in mind though, they aren't the only species.
One day humans declared war on monsters.
After a long battle humans emerged victorious,
They sealed the monsters underground and placed a curse on them, stripping them of most of their magic and their determination. Causing their souls to shatter and ripping them out of their longevity.
However humanity suffered just as much, they underestimated Monsters. Out of 7 human kings, 6 of them and their families were destroyed along with their kingdom and magic. It was the only one that stayed out of the conflict that had survived. In war, there are only losers! They took in the soldiers and villagers. And tried to salvage as much knowledge on magic as possible. Of course, due to royalty being greedy they still struggled and magic became something that everyone can learn, but nobody mastered it, the other kingdoms specialized in a certain type of magic, the kingdom only gave out 2 types of grimoires, innate magic, and Summoning. Due to having lost most other types of magic and monsters, however… the latter became much less impactful. Now humans face their biggest trial yet… beasts, mindless entities that could eat mana to gain magic! This wouldn't be bad if it weren't for the fact that they only target people with a lot of mana, ergo, royalty!
They had also lost their way of longevity only living up to 100 years
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20xx
There was a legend that those that climb Mt Ebott never return.
"Come on Frisk! Why don't you go?"
A newly blind kid was being bullied by a group of three teenagers. You can tell that his eyelids were cut with a blade. He was still bleeding and tried to stop the bleeding with one of his hands, not only blood but also tears sprang out
I can't be that unlucky! If I had just reacted a second earlier…
"I know where we are and I'm not taking one single step! "
Once my adrenaline dies down I'm dead… but ill take one of you with me!
"Do it! Without his eyes he is as dangerous as any other kid!" a brunette teen with a white hoodie and tracks pants ordered, the other two teenagers complied, after all, he couldn't use magic with his eyes being gouged out.
But that's where he was wrong, he had been blessed by the god of love to have a body as strong as an adult's.
The two teens became surrounded by a green and a very faint black aura. The boys' eyes shined their respective colors and closed in on Frisk and dragged him to a Cave, a hole could be seen inside the cave,
Hmph dumbasses, ugh, I told you I know where I am.
With one foot into the void hole Frisk bit an arm of one of the teenagers and when groaned in pain. He tore off a chunk of flesh from him, leaving a bleeding wound and severing the tendon in his hand!
"What the hell?! he still hurt me so badly, does he not know who I am?!"
Thank the gods he let his guard down, at least I'll take revenge on you guys one last time!
Without wasting time he spat out the piece and bit him again in the chest, grabbing him with his hand and sweeping the other leg, they both fell. However he didn't stop there, he started biting his neck, cutting his jugular!
Lucky!
As he fell he screamed: "I got the last laugh dumbasses! See you!" he said in an unhinged voice, it seemed that they made him a little insane.
Truthfully everyone who followed such a god was.
"Quick turn your magic aura off!"
A magic aura was something only taught at churches, however, this basic level of magic defense proved fatal.
"Damien!"
But the teenager didn't hear him, he was already dead, his soul was trying to escape his body. But it seemingly was weighed down as if gravity affected the ethereal soul. The other teen was about to go and grab the soul but the other teen stopped him.
it was too late
Before the other guy could move, the teen in the white hoodie stopped him.
"Stop, he is disposable, as you are, even if he was a priest he is as good as dead, besides now that he killed a priest he probably got cursed. if you want to die inside there then go ahead, but you can't save him, even if he survives, at most he will starve to death, let's go. I'm going to prepare for the regalia tournament. You get rid of all of his artifacts and items. Burn them"
"Dammit Jack, how could you?! You could have shoved him with telekinesis!"
"Do you want to go in as well?"
The teenager eyed him coldly
"...no…"
"Good. he died because a nobody like him can't have the same power as nobility."
Tch damn noble, why did I even agree to this, killing a kid because of envy, how desperate is he? How desperate am I to get money?
...
Frisk had completed what he set out to do, the moment Jack stabbed him in the eyes while on this mountain, he knew he wouldn't live long enough to get his eyes patched up. He used the body to soften the fall
Thump! Crack! Thud! Crack!
The teen's body got pretty messed up, multiple bones were cracked and his skull fell into a stalagmite, but Frisk was overflowing with adrenaline and holding on to it for dear life! After the head, his right arm came next, but somehow Frisk, despite being close to the corpse, strangely never got hurt in the least… well if you don't count the bleeding from his missing eyes and multiple bruises from bumping into things before the fall.
Thud
"Huff, huff… ugh…" he winced in pain as he finally touched the ground, his adrenaline started to fade away… and then he realized something horrible.
"...holy … I just killed a guy…"
His stomach was getting upset, thankfully he didn't realize he was bathed in the corpse's blood, otherwise, he would be vomiting by now/
"Howdy!"
End of prologue.
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