Welcome to "X" - Quest for Answers!
Note from Author: Hello, this is the Author DC here. This is a Fantasy story, with elements from Dragonball Z and Final Fantasy. Any names here that resemble that of others work (i.e. chocobo, or moogle) belong to their respective owners!
Prologue -Gallos year 1312
A man dressed in a long, black cloak stood atop a large, circular tower. A Pentagram was drawn perfectly on the floor in the blood of many. Tall torches were lit in the four "corners" of the tower, forming a square. They stayed aflame despite the fact that it was a dark, rainy night. Not a star could be seen in the sky.
The man's face could not be seen due to the hood over his head. It was better that way. this old man was the proof that war had happened in the past. He removed a book from under his cloak, and placed it on a pedestal of bone. It was formed out of the bones of this man's enemies. He opened the book to about halfway and started to speak in the language of the ancients. Very few people could do this now-a-days. He was about half way through reading his third page of scripture when the the clouds parted and a orange light poured onto the tower.
The light continued to rip through the sky and the man paused. The book lifted of the skull, and the bones disintegrated into dust. The man looked a bit startled, but nevertheless, he continued to mutter this strange language.
The sky rumbled, lightning struck. A large bolt hit the man in the chest. He just pulsed with energy, screaming in agony. Out of nowhere a large energy wave sliced the cloaked man in half, blood flying everywhere. Just before the beam hit, the man's final words were, "...Zero."
Blood splattered all over the floor and with a burst of energy and flames, the tower fell to the ground in a poof of smoke, the being flew off over the mountains.
Note from Author: Hello, this is the Author DC here. This is a Fantasy story, with elements from Dragonball Z and Final Fantasy. Any names here that resemble that of others work (i.e. chocobo, or moogle) belong to their respective owners!
Prologue -Gallos year 1312
A man dressed in a long, black cloak stood atop a large, circular tower. A Pentagram was drawn perfectly on the floor in the blood of many. Tall torches were lit in the four "corners" of the tower, forming a square. They stayed aflame despite the fact that it was a dark, rainy night. Not a star could be seen in the sky.
The man's face could not be seen due to the hood over his head. It was better that way. this old man was the proof that war had happened in the past. He removed a book from under his cloak, and placed it on a pedestal of bone. It was formed out of the bones of this man's enemies. He opened the book to about halfway and started to speak in the language of the ancients. Very few people could do this now-a-days. He was about half way through reading his third page of scripture when the the clouds parted and a orange light poured onto the tower.
The light continued to rip through the sky and the man paused. The book lifted of the skull, and the bones disintegrated into dust. The man looked a bit startled, but nevertheless, he continued to mutter this strange language.
The sky rumbled, lightning struck. A large bolt hit the man in the chest. He just pulsed with energy, screaming in agony. Out of nowhere a large energy wave sliced the cloaked man in half, blood flying everywhere. Just before the beam hit, the man's final words were, "...Zero."
Blood splattered all over the floor and with a burst of energy and flames, the tower fell to the ground in a poof of smoke, the being flew off over the mountains.