Aelvis el luminodo kalaih - Diva vara, mous kaiman farah. Orrutah vael stave hoy.
The floor shook violently as shards of stained glass fell from the walls of the small convent. Buyard Cholik stood in the center of the convent, his hair whipped back - a dagger in his right hand, a black celtic cross in his left.
"Come forth, Kabraxis. Let your presence be known amongst the race of Men once again!" called Cholik in a deep, booming voice. "Come forth, my Lord! Undo the bindings of the Heavenly and the restrictions of the Burning Hells, reinforce the teachings of the Prime Evils and awaken!"
"Parchus atriem vaehl Diabolus! Kourre deiffe mento dorra!" shrieked Cholik in a choked frenzy. "AWAKEN! BE BORN ANEW!"
Out of the floor came roils of steam, shooting up between the cracks in the stone. A demonic laugh echoed off of the walls. Suddenly, a great flash erupted from the dagger in Cholik's right hand.
"Aah!" screamed Cholik as he fell to the ground, dropping both the dagger and the black celtic cross.
Out of the flash came a face, something far beyond comprehension. The eyes, nose, and mouth all had a menacing, distinguished look to them. The sharp, sword-like teeth shone through the brightness of the flash. The ears were as long as a man's arm, fully extended and quivering. A large, red muscular body emerged from the light, heat emanating from the sheer mass of the demon.
"Ourrah deighe mal viodhaw! Speak your name, mortal." boomed the demon. "Why have you awaken me from my eternal slumber?"
With fidgeting hands and frightened eyes, Cholik replied "Buyard Cholik. I have called you to the mortal plane to ask of you a favor."
"My third eye tells me what it is you seek. Take the Black Road I offer and you shall have it." Kabraxis extended an enormous, callused hand towards Cholik.
Cholik took the demon's hand and was instantly teleported to a dimly lit hallway, littered with the bones of creatures from another world.
"Where am I?!" cried Cholik timidly. "Where have you taken me?!"
"I have taken you to the path which you seek. The mind and body you strive for. Your ideal perfection. The Black Road." boomed the demon, knowingly. "I am your vagrant spirit - your GOD. What do you make of me, mortal?"
"I see you fit as my alternate God. But, please, fulfill my wish! Make me young and whole!" pleaded Cholik. "I wish only to serve you!"
"Walk the path you see before you - littered with bones."
"Yes! I shall walk the Black Road!" cried Cholik willingly. And so, he began on his journey, climbing ever willingly toward whatever fate awaited him. Cholik climbed for, what seemed like, hours. Endless hours. Cuts and scrapes helped define his features as he moved steadily onward toward his destiny - be it doom or salvation.
"I see a light!" called Cholik excitedly. "Oh, master! Please tell me - is it what I seek?!"
"Yes, mortal. Do not stop moving. Go to the light." called the demon. "Seek it out."
Cholik did not pause to rest, but continued toward the light. It grew more bright as he drew closer, and fear began to take ahold of him.
"I won't go any further until you tell me what the light is!" whined Cholik. Cholik turned around, and saw that the road had disappeared behind him - eliminating his option to retreat.
"Damnit..." Cholik muttered under his breath as he began to trudge onward. After walking for several minutes, Cholik came to the source of the light. It was an enormous, pulsating crystal - runes etched throughout its entirety. "The World Stone!" cried Cholik in awe. "You've led me to the World Stone!"
"No, mortal. What you see is an illusion - trickery. Try to look beyond it." called Kabraxis encouragingly.
Cholik stared at the crystal again, but was unable to see "beyond" it. Cholik scanned the object again, searching for a flaw. And then, he saw it. A small transparency in the lower left corner of the crystal. Cholik extended his hand forth to touch it, and the crystal disappeared - revealing a large, black oak door.
The floor shook violently as shards of stained glass fell from the walls of the small convent. Buyard Cholik stood in the center of the convent, his hair whipped back - a dagger in his right hand, a black celtic cross in his left.
"Come forth, Kabraxis. Let your presence be known amongst the race of Men once again!" called Cholik in a deep, booming voice. "Come forth, my Lord! Undo the bindings of the Heavenly and the restrictions of the Burning Hells, reinforce the teachings of the Prime Evils and awaken!"
"Parchus atriem vaehl Diabolus! Kourre deiffe mento dorra!" shrieked Cholik in a choked frenzy. "AWAKEN! BE BORN ANEW!"
Out of the floor came roils of steam, shooting up between the cracks in the stone. A demonic laugh echoed off of the walls. Suddenly, a great flash erupted from the dagger in Cholik's right hand.
"Aah!" screamed Cholik as he fell to the ground, dropping both the dagger and the black celtic cross.
Out of the flash came a face, something far beyond comprehension. The eyes, nose, and mouth all had a menacing, distinguished look to them. The sharp, sword-like teeth shone through the brightness of the flash. The ears were as long as a man's arm, fully extended and quivering. A large, red muscular body emerged from the light, heat emanating from the sheer mass of the demon.
"Ourrah deighe mal viodhaw! Speak your name, mortal." boomed the demon. "Why have you awaken me from my eternal slumber?"
With fidgeting hands and frightened eyes, Cholik replied "Buyard Cholik. I have called you to the mortal plane to ask of you a favor."
"My third eye tells me what it is you seek. Take the Black Road I offer and you shall have it." Kabraxis extended an enormous, callused hand towards Cholik.
Cholik took the demon's hand and was instantly teleported to a dimly lit hallway, littered with the bones of creatures from another world.
"Where am I?!" cried Cholik timidly. "Where have you taken me?!"
"I have taken you to the path which you seek. The mind and body you strive for. Your ideal perfection. The Black Road." boomed the demon, knowingly. "I am your vagrant spirit - your GOD. What do you make of me, mortal?"
"I see you fit as my alternate God. But, please, fulfill my wish! Make me young and whole!" pleaded Cholik. "I wish only to serve you!"
"Walk the path you see before you - littered with bones."
"Yes! I shall walk the Black Road!" cried Cholik willingly. And so, he began on his journey, climbing ever willingly toward whatever fate awaited him. Cholik climbed for, what seemed like, hours. Endless hours. Cuts and scrapes helped define his features as he moved steadily onward toward his destiny - be it doom or salvation.
"I see a light!" called Cholik excitedly. "Oh, master! Please tell me - is it what I seek?!"
"Yes, mortal. Do not stop moving. Go to the light." called the demon. "Seek it out."
Cholik did not pause to rest, but continued toward the light. It grew more bright as he drew closer, and fear began to take ahold of him.
"I won't go any further until you tell me what the light is!" whined Cholik. Cholik turned around, and saw that the road had disappeared behind him - eliminating his option to retreat.
"Damnit..." Cholik muttered under his breath as he began to trudge onward. After walking for several minutes, Cholik came to the source of the light. It was an enormous, pulsating crystal - runes etched throughout its entirety. "The World Stone!" cried Cholik in awe. "You've led me to the World Stone!"
"No, mortal. What you see is an illusion - trickery. Try to look beyond it." called Kabraxis encouragingly.
Cholik stared at the crystal again, but was unable to see "beyond" it. Cholik scanned the object again, searching for a flaw. And then, he saw it. A small transparency in the lower left corner of the crystal. Cholik extended his hand forth to touch it, and the crystal disappeared - revealing a large, black oak door.