As always, the years continued to drift by for the archmage. Five decades have past since Aeon's visit with Osirrius. The wizard had not forgotten the words of the overlord, but Ensor continued with his life. He eagerly continued with his spell studies. The archmage was always diligent with cultivating his art.
He also, after some time, resumed traveling through all of Etheria. Visiting old acquaintances as well as making new ones, especially new female acquaintances. It always seemed Aeon was never in short supply of those. In fact, the wizard found himself entertaining a new guest this very evening.
An assortment of giggles echoed from a traveling horse and carriage as it continued it trek through the dark Havenlark forest. "Oh Master Ensor, you are an amusing sort," the inebriated woman teased as she drew for another glass of wine.
The gray-blue eye gaze of the wizard stared down at the almost nude body underneath him. Lady Madeline then drew up, the remains of her gown again falling off her shoulder, allowing another tantalizing view of her ample bosom. The curls of her scarlet red hair shimmered in the limited moon light as her lips brushed against the wizard's own. A deep earthly moan arose from the woman's throat as the kiss deepened. She giggled slightly the ends of Ensor's soft silvery hair brushing against her skin, followed by the archmage's gentle touch caressing her cheek.
The woman was a wealthy Duchess from a neighboring town called Hilmar. The wizard happened to make her acquaintance while he was journeying through her land in search of some very rare spell components. After learning of his identity, the noblewoman immediately pleaded with the wizard to share some of the tales from his exploits, not to mention share a quiet evening at the wizard's enchanting Shadowlight Tower.
Never been the one to ever displease a female admirer, Madeline received a warm acceptance from the wizard. This surprised Madeline the eased to which the wizard agreed. She had heard so many tales that he was by far the most dangerous of any spell casters throughout Etheria. But Ensor seemed easy and honest enough. The fact the wizard was probably the most comely man she ever met might have swayed Madeline's decision.
Now if Ensor's agreement left Madeline amazed, the Duchess was simply astonished when a gold and silver crested carriage arrived at her home the following night. A stunning carriage, which was pulled by two of the grandest black stallions the maiden, had ever seen. So in awe was Madeline by the prestige of the carriage that the noblewoman did not even notice that the horses found entry into her estate without the command of a driver.
A shiver of fright soared through the woman's body; the thoughts that her home might soon be invaded came to her. Only when the shade to the cabin's window opened and a familiar flock of silver hair was seen, did the Duchess ease...a little.
"Tis, the best way to travel," a gently smiling Aeon greeted, the door to the carriage opening wide. No…not by his own hand, mind you. The door open on its on accord or so the Duchess believed. It was only after he thoroughly reassured her that the carriage was not possessed by spirits. That it simply was guided by the archmage's own enchantments did Lady Madeline worries start to lessen.
All of that seemed so preposterous now; the Madeline was having time of her life. The wizard was like no man she'd ever met. So far removed from the stiffen nobles that normally courted her. He was so different, so much more. It was the manner at which he spoke. The alluring feel of his gray-blue eyes on her; it also was the hastening pace at which her heart was beating every time his fingers grace upon her skin. The wizard had a sort of enchanting manner about him, one the Duchess believed she wanted to see more of…a lot more.
The noblewoman moved to the carriage window. It seemed the little space of the carriage was growing hotter by the second. "Oh Master Ensor..." the noblewoman took a breathless sigh. Her gaze fell to the scene in the midnight sky. Her green eyes taking in the interesting occurrence in the darken heavens. "My Etheria's moons are a lovely sight this evening," the woman stated as she noticed the particular uncommon unity of all three of Etheria's moons. "I've never witnessed their union before."
Her words instantly drew Aeon's attention. He raced to the cabin's other window to view the oddity. Yes, it was true. Azunia the blue moon, Silvara the silver and Enchana the red: were all arranged. The words from many years ago were now becoming reality. Ensor then pierced his stare into the woods activating his mage-sight, enabling him to witness if there were any strong magics active in his woods. In the distance, a huge flare of blinding blue light rose from the center of the next grove.
The wizard then cut a glance toward Madeline almost knowingly. He then paused realizing the woman could not possibly witness the same sight unless she possessed mage-sight as well. "It is time…" Ensor stated his observation of the geyser of blue light continuing.
"Master Ensor?" the noblewoman looked questionably to the wizard, totally oblivious to the sight.
Silver strands of his hair wavered as he turned to her. "Madam, I truthfully regret that I must draw this evening to a close prematurely. It seems an urgent issue has arisen, that I immediately must address." The archmage responded as he exited the carriage cabin, the door swiftly closing behind him. "Worry not, the carriage will see to it that thee are safely returned to thy home." his gray-blue eyes staring back at her in the carriage.
"But..." Madeline seemed without breath. She'd never met a man such as this before, nor did she want to part from him. "Will...I see ye again?" she feebly asked.
"Of course Madam," the wizard stated with a grand bow. "When my business is adjourned, ye shall hear word from me."
Madeline curled her full lips into a tight smirk. "Then perhaps I should leave ye with an illustration that could hasten thy response," The woman then leaned forward, pressing her lips hard against his own. She laced him with a fevered kiss that even left Aeon's thoughts a swoon. "I have many of these and more in wait for ye, Master Wizard. Fore my bed is always in need and lies open for ye're return." Madeline ended poising her lips into a rather lewd smile. She then reclined back into the seat and allowed the carriage to take her home.
"Till that time..." Aeon ended warmly as the carriage pulled off, the magically driven coach guiding the Duchess out of his woods.
Convinced that Madeline was safely on her way, Aeon turned around then headed into the direction where the flash came from. "A man fleeing from such a becoming invitation, only to leap head first into what might be his own destruction. Aye, maybe I am as mad as they say." the wizard's words faded away as he entered the brush.
***
Branches and bushes parted way as their Sovereign moved through the forest to the beaconing blue light. He had no knowledge sure of what awaited him at the light's summit, a fact that pleased the archmage very little. He generally preferred being informed about any sort of potential encounter. However, spontaneity was another factor that greatly thrilled Aeon, even if his very life might be in jeopardy.
'Tis the life I choose to lead,' he said to himself as he continued to move. He was closing in on the flaming blue light. It would only be a few moments now.
***
Incrusted multicolored gems rested on the scaled head of the regal beast as if it was wearing a crown of royalty. Golden web works of dragon scales rippled along its sleek but massive frame. Dual trailing lines of golden reptilian spikes raced down the beast's back that eventually reached to its lengthy twenty foot long tail. Its golden enormous wings tucked to its side.
It was currently at state of mild rest. Its colossal body coiled around a small funnel of flaring blue flame, which was attached to its neck. Guarding it like a mother serpent protecting her eggs. It held the little wonder inside safe from all the harshness from the outside world. It stood like a sentry, watching over the mass of blue fire as if it was its own.
Its massive head rose as it sensed Aeon's approach. "A Kaiser dragon?" the wizard asked questioning as he regarded the golden beast. Kaiser Dragons, also known as King Dragons due to their golden color, were the rarest of all Dragon kind. They were great Wyrms that held the highest regard to the King of the gods, Haydian. Thus the regal dragons were gifted and wielded strength far beyond those of any of the other dragon-kin. However, the title has a small price. There can be only one Kaiser Dragon in existence. When one dies after a century or so another one would be born to the world to carry on the mantle.
At the mentioning of its name, the great majestic beast raised its head to its full height of three stories. It glared at the human with its sharp green eyes. Its nostrils flared as it gave a short snort. Then the Regal Wyrm whipped its great wings outward, causing strong gusts of winds, blowing the wizard's silvery hair back and with his royal blue robes caught in the winds. The kingly dragon flapped it huge wings again and roared! All of the woods trembled from the force of the beast's cry. It snarled showcasing row after row of razor sharp fangs. The green in its cat-like eyes sharp and deadly, fixed totally on the wizard as it took flight.
Aeon recognized the challenging stance. He knew there would be no peaceful deliberation. He did not have time to contemplate why a Kaiser Dragon was in his woods or why it was ready to engage in battle. The only thing possible for Ensor to do was prepare. This would be no meager encounter.
***
As he began to assemble some strategy for the up and coming battle, Aeon tried to recall everything he remembered about Kaiser Dragons. Besides the beast's all-powerful Kaiser Breath, razor sharp teeth, and claws, that battering ram the beast called a tail, the archmage also recalled that the great Wyrm possessed strong telekinetic abilities. That would be nothing to worry about, fore Ensor was immune to all psychic probing and attacks. Granted none of his opponents wielded level of skills that Dragons possessed, beings that have been in existence as long as he has, but that was something he could not concern himself with now.
"Well if it's battle you seek, you'll have your inquiry met." At once Aeon went into a defensive stance with the gigantic monster looming overhead. The wizard then concentrated, speaking the words of magic. The archmage then cast three spells. The first was an advance defensive ward, which would protect against any type of dragon breath attack, except Red Dragon fire. Another spell enabled him flight, as well as a spell that greatly increased the speed of his actions.
The Master of Havenlark feeling the effects of his flight spell, shot off like an arrow into the sky in pursuit of the Kaiser. The dragon turned its great long neck to regard its challenger. The beast let out a thunderous howl that seemed to shake the foundations of the heavens then released its great weapon, its Kaiser breath.
A surging beam of the purest golden energy ripped through the air at great speeds, heading straight toward the wizard. It was a straightforward attack that only left its victims mere seconds to react. One second was all Aeon would need. The archmage glanced up, swiftly perceived the attack, and then spun his whole body to the side totally clearing the blast. The breath beam continued on its downward course, totally decimating a small grove when it detonated on the surface.
Aeon then went into his counter attack and again the darken sky was illuminated this time with shooting bolts of purple lightning that sprouted from the archmage's fingertips. The bolts hit the Kaiser Dragon dead center. But the great beast merely shrugged it off as if the attack was nothing but a mere insect bite.
The Kaiser dragon swiftly arched down from its incline, wrapping its massive leathery wings close to its body as streaked right toward the wizard. Three more beams of Kaiser Breath exiting from its maw.
Instantly Ensor went into the defensive. The archmage dipped low and around to dodge the first blast. He then waited…just for the right moment, then expertly did a back flip while in mid-air to avoid the second one. Aeon then arched his body, attempting to spin swiftly out of the range of the third blast, but then that terrible detonation of the first and second beams of Kaiser Energy hit the soil. The simultaneous blast sent a horrific explosion that propelled Aeon forward directly into that third awaiting beam, the wizard suffering the full devastating barrage of the Kaiser Dragon's attack.
Again, Aeon shot off like an arrow, this time his form was spiraling down through the sky. It took a second or two but the wizard regained his senses. Immediately he stiffened. The archmage could feel the soles of his boots brushed against branches from the treetops, where moments ago he was a good three kilometers in the air. The wizard was very grateful that his barrier still held. But at once he knew he terribly underestimated the strength of the dragon's furious attack. His ward could hold for now, but too many direct hits like that and this contest of strengths would end.
"You couldn't have possibly made this easy…" Ensor asked the open night air. His thoughts drifting to heavenly planes of Nexus, where he knew somewhere Osirrius was greatly enjoying this parade.
For a few wayward seconds Aeon simply had to marvel at the sheer grace that filled the Kaiser's motions. Its deadly skillful glide would be compelling experience if Ensor's life did not happen to be on the line. The great Wyrm then circled once more, and then clapped its huge wings to cause another tremendous burst of speed, heading straight toward Aeon.
The Kaiser Dragon then made its attack, sending raking clawing death with razor sharp talons that easily could tear through stone as if it was butter. And the speeds! Such great speeds! The King Dragon was swinging those talons so sharp, so fast; each hit looked as though they could pierce the air itself.
The Kaiser Dragon was fast. Unbelievably fast, despite it's enormous girth and size. But the spell enhanced Ensor proved to be faster.
The wizard expertly dipped and dodged around the Kaiser's menacing onslaught. Aeon then tucked and slid underneath, flight spell aiding, slipping well beneath the great underbelly of the King Dragon, letting loose blast after blast of great flaming balls of agony.
The Kaiser Dragon let out a horrific howl from the serious injury. The first time in eons, it had ever felt such great pain! Its cry continued as it sailed down below, smashing the ground with a sundering quake.
Ensor grinned, fully pleased with himself for the success of his counter-offensive. The wizard then aligned himself for what would be the finishing blow. That was till he felt the heat...
Scorching roaring flames poured from the Kaiser's mouth, totally engulfing the unsuspecting wizard. A burning wretch that was Ensor descended to the ground like a falling star.
Aeon was hurt. Very hurt from that assault. His body ached at every possible joint. He vigorously shook his head, clearing his thoughts. He wasn't aware Kaiser Dragons could emulate Red Dragon fire. The wizard was lucky his barrier absorbed the brunt of the blaze or he would not have survived the flames.
"I am loosing my touch," Ensor jested struggling to get to his feet. Gods, how it hurt to move.
But the wizard had to be on his feet and ready if he was set on surviving. Luckily, he was already feeling the effects of his healing powers. In an hour, he would be at full strength. Ironically, though in an hour he just as well could be dead.
***
The next several minutes were even more catastrophic than the first. Aeon slung spell after spell of Etheria's deadliest magic, each rocking all of Havenlark from explosion after earth shattering explosion. Making the skies above the forest ignite in different assortments of blue, red, purple, and green lights.
The Kaiser Dragon took every attack, took every blast, stoically without phase. Spells that could cripple whole armies, it seemed to laugh right in the face. Then the regal beast would retaliate with whirling consuming flames that incinerated anything it touched.
All Aeon could do then was dodge and pray to the gods in Nexus that he some how would reminded unsinged But one could take such punishment for so long.
"Enough!!!" Ensor cried as he emerged from the flames one too many times, weariness and exhaustion dripping from his words. His always-calm serene face was now a mask of rage and anger. The wizard then went into an intricate series of motions and gestures. His fingertips instantly danced with light as he continued to draw the complex glyphs for the incantation. This would be his last attack. The last attack! And his mightiest.
***
The king dragon curiously observed its adversary while it circled for another run. Its human opponent seemed to have stopped with his assaulting spells. Now the dragon was observing the human resort to some sort of dance by surrounded lights that seemed to float around the human's body as he moved.
More curious than concerned, the golden wyrm slit its sharp green eyes at the blue robed man while it continued to make another banking maneuver around its challenger. Although it was unsure what the madness behind the human's cease-fire was, the Kaiser decided now it would be the time to end this charade. It would even attack with its rarely used ice breath, just to give finishing blow a bit of added flair.
So again, the Kaiser sheared, banked, and rolled in the air to ready for its final attack. Its mighty golden wings then clapped again sounding like moving thunder, as it shot off like streaking lightning toward the wizard to unleash the fury of its chilling breath.
***
Aeon Avanthas Ensor was in world of his own, deep into the intricate sewing of his magic. Sweat pouring down from his brow in rivers. Suddenly streams of freezing snow and ice blanketed area surrounding the archwizard instant casing whatever it touched with a thick sheet of unmoving ice. Nevertheless, it appeared as though the chilling jets of ice did not even touch his body, so furious was Ensor's spell weaving.
The Kaiser dragon was astounded. How could any human survive its chilling breath, more importantly why did it have no effect what so ever? It mattered not. It would just ready itself to unleash its deathly fire. That will just have to do.
Fires started to ignite in Aeon's gray-blue eyes, his rage, his anger building. He furiously spat and shouted the remaining words to the spell as he viewed the Kaiser's approach.
An avalanche of red flames exited the maw of the Kaiser. Seeking, biting, tearing flames that knew no thing such as sympathy. Ensor took only a second to regard that flaming death hurled his way. The wizard extended his hand as the fires started to consume him, devouring him in a sphere of red-hot flame. Then the barrage stilled. The flames halted then began to swirl and coil like a snake around the archmage's body then exiting from his extended limb right back to its sender. The searing flames returning with a spell of fire of Ensor's own design, this flame burning even hotter than before turning a deathly white fire that held no equal.
This was Mystic flame…The highest level of magic possible. And the source of the Kaiser's defeat.
Cascading silver-white flames rocked the Kaiser's body with such force it totally nullified all of its motion. The searing flames overwhelmed the monstrous being sending it on a death spiral course to the ground, causing such a thunderous cataclysmic sound that the exiting Madeline of Hilmar, who was nearly halfway home, turned westward towards Havenlark with sudden interest.
***
A blue floating orb that was Aeon, glided through the forest wreckage to seek the Kaiser's fate. He looked at all the carnage and the devastation that his woods sustain. Ensor was ultimately grateful that in a fortnight all, this destruction would be erased and the calm serenity returned.
Ah, magic is a wondrous thing.
Aeon slowly approached the broken form of the mighty regal wyrm. Ensor eased instantly when he observed the state of the Dragon. The archmage almost looked regretful; it surely was a pitiful sight. Its golden wings looked worn and tattered, resembling more of a pale yellow than its former radiant gold. It gave a great wheeze as it continued with pained labored breaths. It looked to the wizard with sharp green eyes as he approached, waiting for the human's action.
Without even thinking, Ensor stated a few words then a pure glowing white light surround the Kaiser Dragon. The tears in its wings mended, the wounds healing. In a few brief moments, the Kaiser Dragon's health was restored.
It eagerly regarded Aeon and took a step forward. Ensor halted in his pace; he knew not what compelled him to aid the beast. Something inside of him acted before his reason did. Now he was slightly concerned. Would it strike again? Moreover, could he withstand the Dragon's might a second time?
Ensor should not even have worried. The Kaiser huge muzzle moved to affectionately nestled against Ensor waist. The vengeful stare in the Kaiser's all-knowing green eyes gone.
"Not all fire and fangs are ye?" The archmage smiled, stroking the Kaiser along its long snout. The Kaiser did not respond, but if it could Ensor swore it almost looked amused to his comment. Aeon eased even more knowing the trouble had fled. The archmage subsequently noticed the huge mass of blue fire attached to the Kaiser Dragon neck.
The Kaiser took a few thunderous steps, backing away from the wizard and closed its eyes. There was a small murmuring and then the blue fire started to grow brighter and brighter. There was a blinding flash that caused Aeon to shield his eyes. After a few minutes, all was right with the world.
The blue flame then started to dissolve away leaving the form of a small boy, not more than three summers old, with a small crop of blue hair. The boy rested soundlessly in sleep, its peaceful breaths sounding soothing, as it lay draped against the dragon's breast. The Kaiser then lightly brushed its snout against the boy's shoulder. The babe murmured something and stirred slightly from his rest. The blue haired child let out a small yawn as his big green eyes opened for the first time to observe this strange new world.
Instantly the boy's eyes went to the huge golden body that was looming over him. Despite its huge frightening size and sharp teeth, the boy felt strangely at ease with the beast. His large emerald eyes then went to the strange silver haired man in blue robes. The boy felt no unpleasantness from the man, especially after he smiled warmly at him. But the boy felt he had more to fear from the man than the great beast.
"Go to him," the boy heard a soft gentle voice whisper to his mind. He looked up to the golden dragon. The Kaiser blinked once then untied its wings to allow the young boy to roam free.
The boy scrambled to his feet and stood on his own for the first time. A slight breeze went through the air brushing against his nude bottom as he managed to take a few wobbly steps towards Aeon.
At his approach, the wizard took to bended knee. His gray-blue eyes gave the boy a good looking over. He noticed the child wore a golden bracelet on his left arm that held some inscription. It was from an ancient language, one that had been lost for some time, though it was not anything beyond Ensor's comprehension.
"R-Y-U," The wizard spoke aloud making the translation. "Ah, so it's your name." The boy remained silent. His large orbs of green still fixated on the strange man with the funny clothes.
There was a rumble in the distance, which drew the pair's attention. The gold dragon who was silent observing the two gave an approving stare. The Kaiser Dragon then took a step and expanded its great wings. It flapped once causing another burst of wind. It then was instantly airborne. Leaving the two alone, to get acquainted.
It was a few moments later when the Kaiser Dragon was only a distant memory that Aeon finally spoke. "Ah well, now that, that unpleasantness has past, I suppose introductions are in order." the tall silver haired man turned to the babe. "My name is Aeon Avanthas Ensor..." the archmage performed a small bow for the young child. "I am the sole proprietor of these woods. Ye're upbringing has been entrusted to me by the King of the gods, Haydian." the wizard spoke the name as if it would have some great significance to the babe. Apparently, it did not. "So I would like to have the appropriate start."
Ensor then started pacing before the blue haired child as if he was armored guard captain addressing his new unsavory recruits. "I think ye shall find my manner is both sound, yet flexible. However, through the years we will have many subjects to cover. If ye have any problems I will always lend an open ear." He then paused to allow the babe to voice any questions. The boy continued to remain a silent statue. His only proclamation to life was he occasionally blinked now and then as he looked at Aeon, besides that… "Anyway, let us continued this discussion inside and let us see if we can find ye some clothes. My Tower is not far. Rally up thine belongings Ryu and follow me." The archmage then started taking his first steps in the direction of his tower.
So much had, happen this evening for the young boy who name was Ryu. So much that it would be quite some time before he would understand any of the night's events. So when he saw the person who he just met turn his back on him. He did the most logical thing possible. He cried…a lot.
Aeon cringed as he heard the shrieking cry. "I should have known this t'would not be easy..." he muttered as he went to comfort the young distraught boy. His own grayish blue eyes sought the heavens once again almost pleading for assistance.
***
Shalintardas was pleased with the outcome of the battle with the human wizard. The great beast let a trumpet thunderous roar rippling throughout the midnight sky, clapping through the milky white clouds.
Her lord did well in choosing the human to rear the child. Now the dragon maiden could return to her lair to rest easy. She knew well that the child was in proper hands. However, she did whisper a small pray for them both. The coming years would be difficult for the two. And if what her lord said, would be true. Troubling times would soon fall over all of Etheria.
Therefore, Shalintardas made another pray to her Lord Haydian. May his wishes be fulfilled. May the new dawn bring a more promising day than the last. Now she only hoped the other babe found an equally deserving guardian.
***
During this, same time on this same night, several thousands miles away deep in the hills of the Hades Continent, another skyward arrangement of heavenly blue flame formed.
A darken angled shape appeared through its fires. Shadowtrembre the black Astyral dragon flapped its grand raven colored wings, catching a rising gust of air. It peered down onto the lands with it's heighten dragon vision.
He knew what of his mission and he knew what his purpose was. And he loathed them both. Oh how he hated Haydian, the greater god, who preferred the Kaisers to his own Astyral dragon-kin to be his chosen. His kin who were born from the stars themselves to those golden single bred cursed fiends.
He had waited for many lifetimes to exact his revenge for his kin, which was why he volunteered to be the carrier to the child. Having already cruelly murdered the wise noble knight that was supposed to be the chosen guardian, there was only one matter left…the child.
The Astyral had already decided. He would murder the child, thus for ultimately ruining Haydian's grand design, bringing total chaos to all of Etheria. The babe's dying screams would be like a herald for the beginning of his reign.
Shadowtrembre knew he was the strongest of his kin. He then would rally the other dragons to rise against all the lesser races of Etheria. So the true masters, the dragons, would rule supremely. Anyone that dared to resist, Shadowtrembre knew he would feast well on thy hearts.
Yes, greater glory awaited Shadowtrembre in the morrow. A true pity to any that opposed him.
***
As the vengeful Astyral Dragon eagerly searched for a clear grove to make the kill, the little life residing inside the blue orb was contemplating.
It could sense the malicious intent of its entrusted guardian, though it did not comprehend the dark hatred that possessed the Star Dragon so. However, its own base need for self-preservation took over, making survival its only priority.
***
Just as Shadowtrembre was circling a particular area, prime to make the kill, his whole body ignited with a surging blue light. All of the Star Dragon's muscles started to tense, then flare with such explosive torment.
Immediately the Star Wyrm scanned all around. Wondering who would dare to oppose a mighty Astyral Dragon! Much more importantly, who would be imprudent enough to strike against Shadowtrembre? Nevertheless, the black Star Dragon could find no trace of his assailants. All he could find was the pain was increasing.
And gods, the pain!
Shadowtrembre's whole body felt as though it was set a blaze. He then could actually feel his own joints bending and bulging. A loud sickly pop sounded as his bones started to snap out of from the flesh. Organs that never would see the light of day, made their first emergence.
A twisted bloodied heap that was Shadowtrembre tried to scream, tried to shout, tried anything to admit his terrifying horror. But it was useless. Even if he could muster the voice to do so, his own throat and larynx had already collapsed, silencing the poor great wyrm forever.
So in his final moments the once mighty Shadowtrembre, who was once credited for defeating over a thousand knights on heavy horse one fateful day. On who had the audacity to challenge the gods himself, had been rendered totally helpless, not even granted to know the identity of the enemy that wounded it so, not even able to curse them with his final breath as he made his journey to hell.
He was not even able to express his frustrations, these final moments, with a sky-splitting howl. All the Wyrm could manage was a few pitiful whimpers as the darkness finally claimed him.
We morn not for his lost…
***
The glowing blue aura that claimed the life of the Astyral Dragon started to recede. Recede into the fiery blue orb around the dead Dragon's broken neck.
It was easier to destroy the Astyral than it thought. The blue flaming orb started to lessen, giving way to the life that was held within. Long flowing white hair descended to soil as a babe with pitch-black skin floated from off of the dragon corpse.
The babe probably was not more than three winters old, but held none of the innocence. Its eyes….Eyes that were crimson and yet were the coldest blood red eyes seen in all of creation, eyes that would never feel the slight inconvenience of mercy, eyes that knew nothing of pity. Only carnage. Only total devastation was born in the crimson pools of those cruel soulless orifices.
The ebony skinned babe turned to the wasted flesh of its former carrier. Seeing as though the being was no longer a threat, there was another urge that lingered for the ebony skin babe. It then plunged its hand deep into the Astyral's chest. Rendering its tough, nearly invulnerable, dragon plated hide useless. The babe continued to search as rivers of blood started to pour from the dead dragon's body. It kept searching, paying no heed to the fact it was drenched in dragon's blood. Its objective was its only concern and it found it!
Gore and bloody flesh parted as babe withdrew its hand, to produce the prize of its hunt. The Dragon's defeat had brought on another raw sensation to the babe.
Hunger…
A great hunger that had to be satisfied, so what better way to appease this carving than feasting on its fresh kill.
Regarding its victim with the lust of hunger the babe fed. Devouring all the bitterness, all the evil that dwelled in the mighty Astyral's blacken heart, a pitch-black darkness that only seemed to contribute to the child's own.
It would be morning before the child stopped. With its hunger somewhat satisfied, it felt another great yearning, to sleep.
However, it could not stay out in the open, no. There were too many dangerous inhabitants lurking about. It could feel it. The different life forces, all the different energies, they all could overwhelm it. The babe would have to move fast to seek cover.
Not even considering the direction, since one was just as good as another, the babe took off. Blazing to a near by set of caves it saw in the distance. There probably was a good twenty miles separating the babe from his adjective.
It did not seem to care.
The babe found it had incredible speed. Its feet working so fast they looked like tiny blurs of motion. A cloud of smoke was their only trace of action. The child found it covered the distance to the caves in no time.
Without hesitation, it went inside. Its red eyes flashing as its vision shifted over to an infrared spectrum allowing it to see in the dark. The cave was uninhabited. Which was good, the babe was not sure it could take another encounter. Taking down the Astyral and then running the distance took a lot from its strength. It would need time to rest. For it knew that the displays of power it had shown already would only be the beginning.
So in darkness of the cave it would sleep. Bidding its time till its strength was at its peak, allowing its dark hunger to grow. It was on this night of nights that chaos was born to Etheria…
To Be Continued...
Character Stats
Ryu Blueflame (Age:3)
Lv:0
Exp: 0000000005
Hp: 5/5
Mp:0/0
Str: 1
Con: 1
Spd: 1
Plus/Bonuses/Skills
None
Character Stats
Aeon Avanthas Ensor
Lv: 99+ Archmage
Exp: 899607999
Hp: 99999/99999+
Mp:9999/9999+
Str: ???
Con: ???
Spd: ???
Combat Bonus: +200
Plus/Bonuses/Skills
Spell Casting: Lv: 20+
Battle Spells Lv: 20+
Summon Magic Lv: 20
Spell Wards: -200 against Phys. Attacks
Magic Def: -200
Detect Magic: +50
Common/Ancient Lore: +120
Create Spells: +75
Automatic Initial Attack
Teleportation: +20
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Author's Commentary:
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Here goes the second chapter that I'm sure no one will read. (Hehehe) Thanks again to my only source of support AngelKitty1, who happens to be my beta reader and a not to shabby one at that.
Things are still rolling it will be a minute before I get into the actual meat of the story. It's funny this second chapter was actually going to be stockpiled at first, but I decided to just shorten the first chapter for time constraints and then put out the second chapter when I had more time.
Also if you noticed the character sheet stats, I threw that in because I thought it might add-on to the RPG feel of the story. Plus there have been times when I've read a story and I always wondering what kinda stats the characters has, as well as some other people....Then again I might just be some role-playing freak and I will need medical attention in the near future. Oh well...
I will try to put up more when major changes happen or after very good Experience giving battles. You will find I'm very generous with the Xp.
Later guys!