Note: If you do not know the world of Ragnarok Online then I suggest you don't read this. I will make references to places, monsters/animals and NPCs that if you haven't played the game you will not understand what I am talking about. This story is pure fiction; I am taking the world of RO and making it my own. All places, characters, monsters etc are © Gravity L.L.C. all characters and stuff I create, and this story, is © myself. Enjoy!


Prologue: The Tale of the Clock Tower


A small boy and girl sat helpless in the dark, the gears of the Clock Tower whirled and turned all around them. Sounds of screams and sounds of feet running on stone thundered all around them. Their mother and father lost within the chaos they huddled alone and scared in a corner of the second floor. Giant creatures in the shape of Alarm Clocks ran past them, it seemed as if their hiding spot was a successful one.

The girl, Aevis. The boy, Bas. Brother and sister, children to the chief architect of the Clock Tower. They spent their days in the Alde-Barren river swimming and laughing. They remember taking trips to Prontera and to Geffen for supplies that were needed to erect the mighty Clock Tower of Alde. Now, now they were huddling in a corner of the Tower afraid to leave their small crevice in fear of Death.

Aevis was the older of the two with long blonde hair and larger ears then her brother's. Her brother also had blonde hair but his was short with a calico in the front that looked like a small wave crashing upon the beach. Bother elven in race, their father was the only elf to work on the Clock Tower because he was the one to conceive of it. They were always teased for their long pointy ears, especially Aexis because hers were longer.

Now none of that mattered, all that mattered was staying alive. Aevis held her younger brother in her arms and tried to shield his eyes from the dead body that lay in front of them. The scent of the dead Mage was getting stronger and unbearable. The smell wasn't the only thing, the glare of the dead boys eyes were never moving. They seemed to stare deep within Aevis' soul.

Suddenly the body moved and for a moment Aevis thought a human was pulling it aside to save the two children but she was wrong…gravely wrong. One of the creatures built to help in the construction of the Clock Tower was pulling the body away. The creature represented a twisted, man-sized alarm clock with a mask where the twelve should have been on the clock.

Before the creature reached the doorway it seemed to scan the room for any other bodies or living creatures and then exited the room, taking the dead mage with it.

Aevis stood and held her brother's hand. Half dragging and half leading him then ran to the stairs that led to the first floor of the Clock Tower. To their surprise none of the creatures appeared. They turned a corner and saw the front door which was filled with the bodies of humans and of the creatures of the Clock Tower. Aevis looked around one final time and tightened the grip on her brothers hand and ran out towards the door.

Suddenly appearing out of the darkness a creature resembling a yellow goat carrying a silver scythe appeared and ran at them.

Aevis didn't know what to do. Suddenly she wished she was back with her brother in their haven. She even wished the dead Mage's body was laying in front of her, his eyes weren't as scary as the creature running at them.

Her brother screamed and she screamed, both ran for the door still holding hands. They leapt over a dead Blacksmith and a Hunter. They climbed through a pile of machinery that used to be one of the machines that helped to build the Clock Tower. All they were concentrating on was getting to the door and getting away from the creature chasing them.

Suddenly something whirled past Aevis' head and the small creature stopped its pursuit. Before it lay an arrow crafted of pure silver. Aevis' turned to the door and a woman stood there holding a white bow made of what looked like Ivory. She was a gypsy, her long silver hair blew in the wind from the outside world. She raised her bow again and let another arrow loose. It ripped through the air and hit the creature in the arm. It screamed an other-worldly scream and ran into the darkness, abandoning its scythe.

Another scream caught Aevis' attention and she watched in horror as one of the "Alarm" machines sprang to life and towered over Bas. She was helpless and the Gypsy had no arrow in hand to stop the creature.

Suddenly something crawled along the wall and covered the creature. At first Aevis thought it was crystal but the room suddenly was colder and she realized it was ice.

"Come on, let's go!" Said a man to the right of the Gypsy. He was tall and lean with small glasses on. He had long brown hair and wore dark red and black clothing, the clothing of a High Wizard. He offered Aevis his hand and she took it. The moment their hands made contact she blushed.

Shaking off her feeling for the Wizard she looked to Bas who was being picked up by a Female monk with short Pink hair. They were safe…their father was dead, but they were safe…a scream.

Aevis realized the scream was her, she screamed without willing the scream. Suddenly crimson liquid fell to the ground and she tried to turn but the pain was too intense. Something hit her back and cut a gash from her neck down to her mid-back. She fell forward into her arms and saw the wizard unleash a spell of fire into the Clock Tower. Beyond the Wizard her brother was out of the Tower trying to get free of the Monk's arms. He was screaming something, it looked like he was screaming Aevis' but she couldn't hear anything…or feel anything. Suddenly the world went black…