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Chapter Two:
The War of the Templars
Years passed by. The scar the Elemental War caused was healed by the elementals themselves.
All worked together. New forms of magic were created. The Nether Realms grew larger. All was living a happy life.
Till one day, a great storm came. Everyone thought that it was the work of a renegade Archon or a very powerful Templar for a simple witch or warlock is not capable of creating such a powerful storm. It was definitely psionic activity.
The Conclave, the name of the Nether World's government, investigated the mysterious phenomenon and found out that it was the work of a former enemy. An enemy they had missed to conquer. An enemy they had allowed to escape, in the thought that this enemy had disappeared forever and would not be a threat to them anymore.
But this storm proved them wrong… they didn't expect to see the Dark Ones walk on this world again…
The Psionic Storm was the sign of the beginning of the War of the Templars or the Eternal War, many rather called it for the war still continues on till the present time. It was a war of Light and Darkness, between the High Templars (full-blood Templars) and the Dark Templars and the other elements were torn between them.
The high templars felt so stupid for not paying attention to the Dark Templars during the Elemental War. They were responsible for their creation and now it's up to them to resolve it. Clearly, the Dark Ones were just waiting for the right time, when all was stable so they could spread chaos again.
At first, when the war started, the high templars were not so alarmed because they had the Avatar by their side.
But one day, something happened that devastated the very foundations of the whole universe. Just as the whole universe needed him the most, the Avatar suddenly disappeared.
Some say he was assassinated by the Dark Templar. Some say he's just under a dormancy period and needed silence. But sages claim that the Gods took him. They didn't know why, though.
The High Templars didn't fret because they still have Archons by their side. But as time passed by, they learned that the Avatar's powers are a hundred times more powerful than all of the High Templars put together.