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just for the fun of writing.
Author Warning: Lousy grammar, no pre-reader, only for story reader.
~*~*~*~*~*~* Untitled Prologue: ~*~*~*~*~*~*
(Part 1)
Silent. Darkness. And power surrounded the room, within the room, which is also the source of power, a round avatar. The avatar was design with many wards, magic rune stone and ancient words that had long forgotten by humans, while as if the avatar creator feel it was not good enough as the avatar was reinforce with a layer of the precious unicorn blood to ensure ever lasting effects.
However if anyone who is just had knowledge in magic, they will immediately recognize the purpose of such avatar. The whole room was design strictly to enhance items. And if the observer is skillful in magic they will know that the enhancement is truly great if they need to build such powerful avatar, an avatar, which in power sense along could match a Demon Lord a type of demon who got the power to destroy an entire city without breaking a sweat.
However surprisingly, of all things to craft such power magic into, the mage just used it to enhance a simple looking dagger. As the chanting becoming louder, the avatar lines glows brighter. Finally when the magic reach its climax light dies off all a sudden, leaving behind only a dagger stood alone there glowing in green. The unicorn bloods slowly absorb into the dagger blade, finally leaving not a single trace of the unicorn blood behind.
Satisfy by the effect the mage carefully picks up the dagger as he walks toward a tall, handsome looking raven hair man. Well almost human if you ignore his glowing red eyes, marking him as a demon I disguise.
"Lord Dura, everything is ready." The mage bow fearfully as he present the dagger to his lord and master. "Now you may enter the three binding."
Dura took up the small dagger with his large hand and grin widely. "Finally, with this cursed dagger, the Battle Goddess shall finally be ours to command. Very well, my first rules are never able to disobeying me." Instantly a line of ancient words glowing and floating on top of the cursed blade, indicating the command had been received.
"The second rule is never able to abandon me." A second line of ancient words appears below the first line.
"Third and the last rules is no secret can be kept from me." The last and final line appear and the lights envelop the dagger, turning the once finely polish dagger blade craft with overlapping ancient words.
Just as he finished placing his binding commands, a horse face demon suddenly appears beside the raven hair demon, although he knew perfect well what the uses of the dagger but still as a good minion he must select the best opportunity to boost his boss ego while at the same time make himself look stupid. After all if you are too smart you can consider getting yourself a dead warrant. "Pardon me, my lord but why you need such effort to control a mere mortal?"
"Fools, if she was only a mere mortal, I won't go though all the trouble making this dagger. From what I gather, she earned the tile not only because of her honor and beauty but also because of her supreme skill in both magic and swords. She was so powerful till peoples believe she is some divine being reincarnation." The demon was interrupt by one of his evil minion who brings him a cup of tea. He nod in satisfied for the tea as he does feel a bit thirsty after all the rambling, while he orders someone to kill the idiot who dare to interrupt his evil speech.
After he finished his tea, the demon continued. "Let us not forget she was also the chosen weirder of Star Soul the damn holy Rune sword that drive us back to the Dark Portal the last time we confront it even in its unfinished state, now with it finished I seriously doubt anyone but the master would be her match." Than he insert a standard evil laugh as he boost his plan. "However no matter how skill and powerful she will became, she is still a mortal and a mortal heart is always their greatest power and weakness. When her soul is bond to me, there will no longer have any champions to challenge the Burning Reign."
**
The raven hair Queen Rune look at her mother Queen Luna smile peacefully resting in her casket, the newly crown Queen of Silver Star Kingdom eyes began to moist, when the casket was gently lower into the ground, more tears ware form. Being one of the last members of the Heaven's way Royal family she couldn't help but think what else she could live for?
Family? She doubt she want to get any closer to those bullies who dares to call themselves royal members of the Heaven's Way.
Rich? What is the excitement to gathering more rich when she is already a Queen of the richest kingdom in the land of Azeroth if possible the world?
Respect? She seriously doubts there is anyone else could gain more respect than she was, after all she was been award the honor title as Battle Goddess of Azeroth. The very name that strikes fear among her enemy, also the very name that carries weights to alter any decision make by the Alliance of Azeroth.
Martial art? She gave up her family art a long time ago and learned her current one. Even she want to retake her family art she doubt she could find anyone to learn from, all her family who practice the art was kill in the First Great War before she could began her training in her family traditional art. Those who are left are nothing but pushover in the family art.
Love? She silent chuckle as she wonder that who in his right mind would dare to court the Queen of Silver Star Kingdom, the human Kingdom that rival or perhaps excel the high elves and dwarfs both in Magic and Technologies. To make the situation worse, she was also the Grandmaster of Divine Wind Killing Style, the art that been rumors created by GOD.
She shake her head as she refuse to think anything else. She turned around and leaved the grave as soon as the ceremony was finished. Unknown to her, the wheel of destiny has move once more and soon her life will never be the same.
~Few months later~
Nearly every kingdom say that she had gone mad for listening to the crazy prophet that suddenly appear out of nowhere. Heck even she want to think that was really a fruitcake, however something inside her told her that she is making the right choice. The very same sense that save her so countless times, it now tells her to send her peoples across the sea as their skill and abilities were needed in the land across the sea.
Like a mad woman, using all her resources she had moved all her troops into the ancient land the prophet had foresee as quickly as possible. Today she will accompany the last batch of her people across the raging sea. Suddenly she realized something was wrong as she walking back toward her chamber.
Odd? Was the first word pop into the young Queen mind, it was extremely rare for her guards to leave their post. It was even more rare if there isn't a single guard stands guarding the place. Unlike other kingdom, she doesn't want her soldier to dull their senses in the name of peace. She prefers to treat every moment that there are hidden dangers always waiting to strike her kingdom. Even in peace era, she still insist her nobles to carry their weapon into the court furthermore she also make her whole kingdom a duty to learn how to fight when the need arise, she even form a group of elite that will take over the kingdom if anything misfortune happens to her.
Than she notice something more, it seems like there is no guards but the fact all her guards seems to unconscious, they were as if.asleep. She walked toward her guard slowly while she was alert, ready to strike if needed. She was proud to say her guards ware well trained to performing their guarding duty, so when they lay on the floor like this, she knew that something is wrong already. As her guards start to move, she jumps backward with her trusty blade Star Soul. The guards' scream in pain and turn into a ghoul soon after the painful scream dies off and attack her.
At the moment the undead guards had took action against her, the young Queen could not to afford to hesitate any longer, using an ancient purify spell she learn from the rune sword. She invokes the spell as she twists her blade around. Using only the bluntness blade parts of her rune weapon and wound all the undead guards. With her magic taking place, the guards were return to normal before they die in peace.
The young Queen sighed, it always hurt her to killed the victims of the undead plague, yet, she knew that these good men don't deserve fate such as being eternal damn. She return her sword back to her subspace and run toward her chamber to pack, if she had not guess correctly, there is possible her kingdom had turn into an army of undead. However if she is fast enough, she might just had the time to get away without further engaging the undead. Although she was quite confident she could destroy whatever they send her but still she had her limits as a human. And limited stamina was one of them.
Suddenly she felt a sharp pain on her leg, she frown and scold herself for being careless but still her body react as she jumps away toward a place where there isn't any corpse nearby to catch her off guard again. One of the corpse of the dead guard stood up again as it slowly grow in size and turn into a demon.
"Greeting Queen of Silver Star. Or should I call you by your honor title, Battle Goddess of Azeroth." The demon smirks as he notice the Queen began to sweat heavily. It was the first sign indicating that the cursed is beginning to weaken the young mortal woman resistant.
The young queen felt as if her spirit was as if been torn into half and more. Her mana was also draining like crazy as she could feel the strain just to maintain conscious and standing. "What had you done to me?" The Queen was disturbed as she suddenly had the urge to intimate with the demon. Her eyes snapped open widely as she realized what the demon might had use on her. "What sort of spell is this?"
"Why, it was just a binding spell." The demon grin from ear to ears as he enjoyed the face fault from the normal calm collective female human, he took out the scroll he had been keeping for this glorious moment to taunt Queen Rune.
Through her haze of pain, Queen Rune had one thought which is the fact she conclude this demon is an absolute idiot! She can't believe that he had wasted his the perfect chance to gun her down by standing there to gloat, if this is the standard intelligent demon normally has, there is no doubt why they could defeat the demon every time. However despite the amusement level she received by the demon stupidity she refuses go as low as follow his lead, reaching out her remaining strength, she draw out her blade once more. Quicker than the lightning, the Queen Rune used her last remaining will and slaughter the demon. Idiot was the only statement Rune gave him before he was force to go back to the hell where he belongs.
When she confirms that the demon was slain after it turn to ashes she look around her. She could clearly see that the undead army she had predict was slowly overwhelming the castle. She knew she had no chance winning an army even she was in her prime form what else she could do other than flee in her current condition, but if she flee, she know that sooner or later another demon will try to use the dagger to control her. Having other no choice she decide to fall into the last resort which is she will take as many enemy as possible and die honorability rather than falls into the hands of the darkness.
Using her remaining power, she separate her body and soul body, she seal her tainted soul in a tree nearby along with her rune sword and the cursed weapon while letting her body decay quickly until there isn't a single trace remain for any Necromancer to used against her friends and allies. Than lastly she release all her remaining power to purify the land, killing all the undead at six miles in the process.
The prophet observes the whole incident in his Raven mode, he should be smiling as everything had gone though what he had foreseen but he couldn't, all he could feel is sorrow and despair for the wise young Queen to endure such fate. The worse part of all is even with all his knowledge and power there is nothing he could do to prevent her from her destiny. He flew to his next destination. To meet the Jaina Proudmoore and began the humanity struggle for survivor.
(End part 1)
********** Author Notes: Well that is all I can think of now, until I can think more this will stay as a teaser. I have no one to Pre reader this story since it was a teaser. C & C is always appreciate. Could someone help me name this story? Flames are welcome too in this case.. Just as long it is not, this story sucks, I am sick of your face type. If you hate this fic or me don't read it nor waste you time to write such flames. **********
Author Warning: Lousy grammar, no pre-reader, only for story reader.
~*~*~*~*~*~* Untitled Prologue: ~*~*~*~*~*~*
(Part 1)
Silent. Darkness. And power surrounded the room, within the room, which is also the source of power, a round avatar. The avatar was design with many wards, magic rune stone and ancient words that had long forgotten by humans, while as if the avatar creator feel it was not good enough as the avatar was reinforce with a layer of the precious unicorn blood to ensure ever lasting effects.
However if anyone who is just had knowledge in magic, they will immediately recognize the purpose of such avatar. The whole room was design strictly to enhance items. And if the observer is skillful in magic they will know that the enhancement is truly great if they need to build such powerful avatar, an avatar, which in power sense along could match a Demon Lord a type of demon who got the power to destroy an entire city without breaking a sweat.
However surprisingly, of all things to craft such power magic into, the mage just used it to enhance a simple looking dagger. As the chanting becoming louder, the avatar lines glows brighter. Finally when the magic reach its climax light dies off all a sudden, leaving behind only a dagger stood alone there glowing in green. The unicorn bloods slowly absorb into the dagger blade, finally leaving not a single trace of the unicorn blood behind.
Satisfy by the effect the mage carefully picks up the dagger as he walks toward a tall, handsome looking raven hair man. Well almost human if you ignore his glowing red eyes, marking him as a demon I disguise.
"Lord Dura, everything is ready." The mage bow fearfully as he present the dagger to his lord and master. "Now you may enter the three binding."
Dura took up the small dagger with his large hand and grin widely. "Finally, with this cursed dagger, the Battle Goddess shall finally be ours to command. Very well, my first rules are never able to disobeying me." Instantly a line of ancient words glowing and floating on top of the cursed blade, indicating the command had been received.
"The second rule is never able to abandon me." A second line of ancient words appears below the first line.
"Third and the last rules is no secret can be kept from me." The last and final line appear and the lights envelop the dagger, turning the once finely polish dagger blade craft with overlapping ancient words.
Just as he finished placing his binding commands, a horse face demon suddenly appears beside the raven hair demon, although he knew perfect well what the uses of the dagger but still as a good minion he must select the best opportunity to boost his boss ego while at the same time make himself look stupid. After all if you are too smart you can consider getting yourself a dead warrant. "Pardon me, my lord but why you need such effort to control a mere mortal?"
"Fools, if she was only a mere mortal, I won't go though all the trouble making this dagger. From what I gather, she earned the tile not only because of her honor and beauty but also because of her supreme skill in both magic and swords. She was so powerful till peoples believe she is some divine being reincarnation." The demon was interrupt by one of his evil minion who brings him a cup of tea. He nod in satisfied for the tea as he does feel a bit thirsty after all the rambling, while he orders someone to kill the idiot who dare to interrupt his evil speech.
After he finished his tea, the demon continued. "Let us not forget she was also the chosen weirder of Star Soul the damn holy Rune sword that drive us back to the Dark Portal the last time we confront it even in its unfinished state, now with it finished I seriously doubt anyone but the master would be her match." Than he insert a standard evil laugh as he boost his plan. "However no matter how skill and powerful she will became, she is still a mortal and a mortal heart is always their greatest power and weakness. When her soul is bond to me, there will no longer have any champions to challenge the Burning Reign."
**
The raven hair Queen Rune look at her mother Queen Luna smile peacefully resting in her casket, the newly crown Queen of Silver Star Kingdom eyes began to moist, when the casket was gently lower into the ground, more tears ware form. Being one of the last members of the Heaven's way Royal family she couldn't help but think what else she could live for?
Family? She doubt she want to get any closer to those bullies who dares to call themselves royal members of the Heaven's Way.
Rich? What is the excitement to gathering more rich when she is already a Queen of the richest kingdom in the land of Azeroth if possible the world?
Respect? She seriously doubts there is anyone else could gain more respect than she was, after all she was been award the honor title as Battle Goddess of Azeroth. The very name that strikes fear among her enemy, also the very name that carries weights to alter any decision make by the Alliance of Azeroth.
Martial art? She gave up her family art a long time ago and learned her current one. Even she want to retake her family art she doubt she could find anyone to learn from, all her family who practice the art was kill in the First Great War before she could began her training in her family traditional art. Those who are left are nothing but pushover in the family art.
Love? She silent chuckle as she wonder that who in his right mind would dare to court the Queen of Silver Star Kingdom, the human Kingdom that rival or perhaps excel the high elves and dwarfs both in Magic and Technologies. To make the situation worse, she was also the Grandmaster of Divine Wind Killing Style, the art that been rumors created by GOD.
She shake her head as she refuse to think anything else. She turned around and leaved the grave as soon as the ceremony was finished. Unknown to her, the wheel of destiny has move once more and soon her life will never be the same.
~Few months later~
Nearly every kingdom say that she had gone mad for listening to the crazy prophet that suddenly appear out of nowhere. Heck even she want to think that was really a fruitcake, however something inside her told her that she is making the right choice. The very same sense that save her so countless times, it now tells her to send her peoples across the sea as their skill and abilities were needed in the land across the sea.
Like a mad woman, using all her resources she had moved all her troops into the ancient land the prophet had foresee as quickly as possible. Today she will accompany the last batch of her people across the raging sea. Suddenly she realized something was wrong as she walking back toward her chamber.
Odd? Was the first word pop into the young Queen mind, it was extremely rare for her guards to leave their post. It was even more rare if there isn't a single guard stands guarding the place. Unlike other kingdom, she doesn't want her soldier to dull their senses in the name of peace. She prefers to treat every moment that there are hidden dangers always waiting to strike her kingdom. Even in peace era, she still insist her nobles to carry their weapon into the court furthermore she also make her whole kingdom a duty to learn how to fight when the need arise, she even form a group of elite that will take over the kingdom if anything misfortune happens to her.
Than she notice something more, it seems like there is no guards but the fact all her guards seems to unconscious, they were as if.asleep. She walked toward her guard slowly while she was alert, ready to strike if needed. She was proud to say her guards ware well trained to performing their guarding duty, so when they lay on the floor like this, she knew that something is wrong already. As her guards start to move, she jumps backward with her trusty blade Star Soul. The guards' scream in pain and turn into a ghoul soon after the painful scream dies off and attack her.
At the moment the undead guards had took action against her, the young Queen could not to afford to hesitate any longer, using an ancient purify spell she learn from the rune sword. She invokes the spell as she twists her blade around. Using only the bluntness blade parts of her rune weapon and wound all the undead guards. With her magic taking place, the guards were return to normal before they die in peace.
The young Queen sighed, it always hurt her to killed the victims of the undead plague, yet, she knew that these good men don't deserve fate such as being eternal damn. She return her sword back to her subspace and run toward her chamber to pack, if she had not guess correctly, there is possible her kingdom had turn into an army of undead. However if she is fast enough, she might just had the time to get away without further engaging the undead. Although she was quite confident she could destroy whatever they send her but still she had her limits as a human. And limited stamina was one of them.
Suddenly she felt a sharp pain on her leg, she frown and scold herself for being careless but still her body react as she jumps away toward a place where there isn't any corpse nearby to catch her off guard again. One of the corpse of the dead guard stood up again as it slowly grow in size and turn into a demon.
"Greeting Queen of Silver Star. Or should I call you by your honor title, Battle Goddess of Azeroth." The demon smirks as he notice the Queen began to sweat heavily. It was the first sign indicating that the cursed is beginning to weaken the young mortal woman resistant.
The young queen felt as if her spirit was as if been torn into half and more. Her mana was also draining like crazy as she could feel the strain just to maintain conscious and standing. "What had you done to me?" The Queen was disturbed as she suddenly had the urge to intimate with the demon. Her eyes snapped open widely as she realized what the demon might had use on her. "What sort of spell is this?"
"Why, it was just a binding spell." The demon grin from ear to ears as he enjoyed the face fault from the normal calm collective female human, he took out the scroll he had been keeping for this glorious moment to taunt Queen Rune.
Through her haze of pain, Queen Rune had one thought which is the fact she conclude this demon is an absolute idiot! She can't believe that he had wasted his the perfect chance to gun her down by standing there to gloat, if this is the standard intelligent demon normally has, there is no doubt why they could defeat the demon every time. However despite the amusement level she received by the demon stupidity she refuses go as low as follow his lead, reaching out her remaining strength, she draw out her blade once more. Quicker than the lightning, the Queen Rune used her last remaining will and slaughter the demon. Idiot was the only statement Rune gave him before he was force to go back to the hell where he belongs.
When she confirms that the demon was slain after it turn to ashes she look around her. She could clearly see that the undead army she had predict was slowly overwhelming the castle. She knew she had no chance winning an army even she was in her prime form what else she could do other than flee in her current condition, but if she flee, she know that sooner or later another demon will try to use the dagger to control her. Having other no choice she decide to fall into the last resort which is she will take as many enemy as possible and die honorability rather than falls into the hands of the darkness.
Using her remaining power, she separate her body and soul body, she seal her tainted soul in a tree nearby along with her rune sword and the cursed weapon while letting her body decay quickly until there isn't a single trace remain for any Necromancer to used against her friends and allies. Than lastly she release all her remaining power to purify the land, killing all the undead at six miles in the process.
The prophet observes the whole incident in his Raven mode, he should be smiling as everything had gone though what he had foreseen but he couldn't, all he could feel is sorrow and despair for the wise young Queen to endure such fate. The worse part of all is even with all his knowledge and power there is nothing he could do to prevent her from her destiny. He flew to his next destination. To meet the Jaina Proudmoore and began the humanity struggle for survivor.
(End part 1)
********** Author Notes: Well that is all I can think of now, until I can think more this will stay as a teaser. I have no one to Pre reader this story since it was a teaser. C & C is always appreciate. Could someone help me name this story? Flames are welcome too in this case.. Just as long it is not, this story sucks, I am sick of your face type. If you hate this fic or me don't read it nor waste you time to write such flames. **********