On a rainy day filled with sadness, within the great desert of Salahad, atop the mountains of Ebbuubtu sat a house surrounded by dim lights, lights that seem to flicker with sadness for the impending loss of the most loved to its heart, such lights filled the entire city surrounding the mountain with more lights appearing out of the desert seemingly from almost nowhere, with sometimes blue and orange lights of magical power appearing outside the mountain rushing with haste to the city of Ebbuubtu.

All of these lights came from every corner of the world, from the Castles and forts of Cannor to the immortal palaces of Haless, They all came to witness the loss of a great man in history, The Man who changed the Bulwari cult to no ends, who expanded and united the people of every race by sheer will and power of belief, he is the legend that will be remembered on for millennia to come, He is called the prophet and Herald of Surael, Jaddar Jexiszuir.

This prophet who united the tribes Mašnsih and tied the knot with their harpy allies to the east, The man who made the Jadd faith, expanded it and exported it to the border of Kheterata to the west and to the border of the Command to the east, encompassing all of Bulwar.

Now this great prophet lies on his deathbed being watched over by his daughter, her husband, her two sons, and many of his friends and brothers of war.

The prophet Jaddar Jexiszuir was of elven decent, he was not fair skinned nor blonde like most of his western cousins, But he was tanned in skin and with orange flowing hair, His features seem to have transferred to his daughter, Who like her father held the orange flowing hair But with a lighter skin tone, While the two children of hers, twins, Jaerel looked like his grandfather with orange flowing hair and tanned skin tone, while Elizar looked like his father, with blonde hair and fair skin.

Time passed slowly in silence as the family sat there looking at the cluttered doctors running from one side to another barely finding space in the small house, But everything ended with a simple wave of The prophet's hand, a sign that he needs them no longer in the house, forcing them to leave the house to meet the ever growing crowds outside.

With another sign of Jaddar's hand, his two grandchildren Jaerel and Elizar moved Jaddar's legs and hands so he can sit on the side of his bed so he can look at his family and friends in the eyes while having his beloved grandchildren within arm reach to hold on to.

With Jaddar's hands in front of him with one arm alternating between the hands of his grandchildren to calm down their sad hearts.

The silence in the small hut was deafening, But everything was broken when Jaddar's mouth opened, "Jaddareesa, My daughter…"

As though a dam had broken Jaerel and Elizar broke down to tears and their mother followed suit, within seconds the entire hut was filled with the sound of crying as even the men shed a few tears upon this sorrowful moment.

"My children, my daughter, my most beloved to my heart, My time is nearing its end and my minutes are numbered, So don't cry for my death, for death is but a blessing, to leave this earth to meet and help the most bright in his fight against the darkness, for you it may seem a sorrowful night but for me it's a rapturous day," Jaddar smiled while his hand never left the soft embrace of his grandchildren who were wetting his shoulder with bucketfuls of tears.

Jaddar's hand moved to the head of his grandchild, Elizar, and whispered to his ear "Elizar, my little morning, do you know what I was told by the most bright? I was told, from within my prodigy two suns will appear, each lightening up an entire world on their own, and look what happened, I have two amazing grandchildren, two of the most bright in the mind, so my little morning I want you to hold the back of your brother till death, you hear me little morning? Till death little morning, For he is the only one you can love with your heart, And the only one you can trust with your tears,'' and with a soft kiss to the forehead of Elizar, he was fast asleep on the bed

Jaddar's head moved from the right to the left to whisper to Jaerel, "Jaerel, My little dawn, Have you heard what the birds were singing? They sung of two suns, they will shine two worlds and bathe them with Surael's light, that they will be called Surael's morning, and Surael's dawn, So my little dawn, I want you to lighten this world, to give Surael what he promised, so don't forget this promise little dawn, you hear me little dawn? You shall give the most bright what was promised," and with a soft kiss to the forehead Jaerel was lying next to his brother on the bed.

Jaddar's soft eyes left his grandchildren and laid on his Daughter Jaddareesa, His Harpy daughter that was born from his wife Jasiene, The harpy Queen that granted Jaddar his beloved daughter.

She was already an old lady, with some of the feathers of her wings already falling off showing small patches of skin here and there, But her beauty did not diminish even after 80 years of age, she is still as beautiful as the day she first flew and hit the very clouds with her beautiful orange feathers.

Jaddar's mouth opened about to say something to his beloved daughter but the words did not go past the teeth, Jaddareesa fell to her knees holding the hand of her father, she kissed the backside of it and then brought the hand to her forehead before saying "my Father, have I been an obedient daughter?"

Jaddar smiled softly at the antics of his daughter, "Yes my daughter."

Jaddareesa's forehead did not leave the hand of her father and asked again, "Father, has this daughter of yours ever disappointed you?"

Again Jaddar answered, "No, daughter."

Jaddareesa asked another question again, "Have I made you proud father?"

Jaddar answered, "Yes, You have made me a very proud father."

Jaddareesa's forehead left the backside of her fathers hand and looked him very deeply in the eyes, "So father, why have you done what you have been doing these past months, Why sacrifice yourself within these precarious times, Why go now? Why leave now father? You know what will befall the Jadd after you leave, You know by Surael's knowledge that we may not survive a day after you leave Halann and join the most bright, SO WHY HAVE YOU DONE IT FATHER?!" By the end of Jaddareesa'a questioning to her father, Jaddareesa's eyes were filled with tears of sorrow, It felt to her like a dam had broken and she could not keep what was in her heart no more.

She cried not for herself, she cried not only for the death of her father, she cried for the pain her children will feel, she cried for the pain that she already can sense coming, she cried for the innocence that is lost. She cried for her two chicks.

Jaddar's soft smile did not leave his face as he looked upon his daughter, bringing his other hand from atop his thighs to the face of his daughter to clean her face from the tears that dared blemish her beautiful face, "My daughter, do you think the Jadd would fall so easily to the whims of its enemies when I am leaving it in such hands, My daughter if I stayed any longer on this earth….."

Jaddareesa's deep sorrow forced words out her mouth, "But father, there are no greater hands than your own, and….." which Jaddar silenced with a finger to her lips.

"My daughter, let your old father talk," Jaddar spoke to his daughter, silencing whatever she was about to start, "My daughter, The Jadd would grow soft and corrupt within its very own core beliefs. Have you not seen people praying to me for salvation? Who am I to grant such salvation? I am but a man, And these people dare put me in the same place as Surael himself, I am already ashamed to look into my god's eyes when I meet him in the great conflict against the darkness in the heavens, so have sympathy for your old father my daughter, I wanted to die a martyr's death, to leave this earth with the sword of our enemies, But the most bright did not allow me such death, as the most bright's prophet on this earth, I shall not die from the sword of his enemies, But my stay was already prolonged to reach this very point in the Jadd's history, Today shall be my last if you liked it or not, The most bright shall protect his followers," Jaddar Hand left the lips of his daughter to her forehead forcing Jaddareesa into a deep sleep.

Bringing his daughter up to sleep near her children, Jaddar stood up with an aura of majesty and power, "Hiderion, Bring the council to the meeting this very minute, Zokkason, clear out the crowds, today shall be a day to celebrate, today is the day The Jadd empire was born, today drinks shall be served to all, I want everybody to be happy, I want this to spread to all that is outside of this city and inside of it," Jaddar said feeling the last bursts of his time burning brightly.

The gnoll, Jaddit Zokkason, walked to the door needing to bring down his head as not to hit the roof of it, and with a roar to his brothers, he said to all who was standing outside, "Clear the way, the prophet is coming through, the prophet is coming through"

Jaddar not wanting to waste even a bit of his time walked behind the diverse bunch of Zealots protecting him from the mourns and cheers of his people, Gnolls, Harpies, Humans, Elves, half Elves, Orcs, half Orcs, Dwarves, Goblins, Harimari, Gnomes, Halflings, Kobolds, and even some small groups of Centaurs, Ogres and Hobgoblins, Jaddar stone face could not last upon seeing the diverse group his followers, for a world as divided as Halann, seeing such a united group of people led by the pure believe of Surael was something that brought pure bliss to the heart of Jaddar, And that is something that truly proved that every race has the ability of housing the pure light of Surael inside of them.

Jaddar reached the council room of the Ebbuubtu mountain, here he shall meet his most trusted friends, his most comptant generals, his most educated followers, and the most powerful and influential people of the Jadd faith to decide the future of The Sun Cult today, the council room was not a huge building with decorations everywhere, But it was a small building filled with pillows and sitting places in between, it was colourful filled with Suns, and phoenix everywhere following the culture of the Mesnsih tribes with a mix of high elven court culture, and it was filled to the brim with people, as diverse as the crowds outside, all united under Surael's light.

Jaddar moved to the middle of the court to the very middle, cutting the entire council in half, "Today there's drinks for the people outside, but not for you, as today we shall debate the most important questions of The Sun Cult, with our first topic being the heir, But that is not my problem, as tomorrow I shall be in my grave and my soul with the most bright, today it's your choice that shall decide it all, so my people, please choose wisely, as today is a day of reckoning," Jaddar's eyes were bright, his voice soft, yet far reaching, His words simple, yet sophisticated, today shall be the day of change, Today the Jadd Empire is BORN.

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Jaerel awoke to the feeling of weightlessness, a feeling he only felt when he was a young child and his mother flew up while holding him and his brother, Looking around him Jaerel saw a golden sun rising, while he was above golden clouds of varying sizes and shapes, the sun felt so warm tickling his skin, he can even look at it without feeling a burning in his eyes, "Owwww, very beautiful, right brother?"

Jaerel jumped from whatever position he was in to his feet out of fear, Looking at the person who jumpscared him, he saw his twin brother, Elizar,

"Elizar, why did you do that? You scared me." said Jaerel, and the laughter of his brother followed, and Jaerel would have laughed too if not for the place he is in right now, and the feeling that something is going to happen.

Jaerel looked at his brother until he stopped laughing and asked, "I do really hope with that prank of yours, you know where we are." which Elizar responded to "Not one bit, I just awoke behind you and saw you looking around like a panicked man who lost his wallet in Brasan."

Jaerel Looked around again, "Where do we go…" Jaerel's sentence could not be completed before a powerful shout came through.

"Upon the council's choice the heirship of the Jadd, and the protection of The Sun Cult shall fall upon Hiderion Tonanzuir, the son-in-law of the prophet, and the father of morning, and dawn," It was the shout of Jaddar, welcoming the coming of a new protector of The Sun Cult

While Jaerel and Elizar were looking around to find the source of the shout, the clouds under them coalesced and formed the shapes of a bustling city, they were in what appeared to be the city center of Sareyand city, as seconds passed and the city came into shape people started forming within the long roads of the city, millions of people formed, elves, humans, dwarves, orcs, and more.

"Today my people, I proclaim to you the birth of the Jadd Empire, today the world shall know the light, we shall not become stagnant like our brothers and sisters in the New Sun Cult, nor will we hold hate for any race like our brothers in the Old Sun Cult, today the Jadd shall be the only truth, and this truth shall start with the renaming of this ancient city, IT SHALL BE KNOWN FROM TODAY ON AS JADDAZZAR," Jaerel and Elizar sat there stunned, no, awestruck to see their father shouting with such power as though Surael himself was in him, But soon after shouts of happiness broke through the awestruck silence of the two kids, they shouted in happiness upon the news of their father, upon the birth of their new home, at the birth of their new empire, and it was not just Jaerel and Elizar, it was millions of people with them, they screamed in happiness, they celebrated and they bathed in the happiness of others around them.

The shouts of happiness slowly disappeared until it was just Jaerel and Elizar, alone again in a city, But that did not last as the scene in front of them broke to show again the golden clouds they were familiar with, "So, Jaerel what do you think this place is?"

Jaerel's face deadpanned at his brother's words, "What the hell do you think I was trying to do all of this time? Do you think I was jumping around like an excited child here?"

Elizar smiled widely as his head turned slowly in the direction of his brother, "And who was jumping about so excited for his father two seconds ago,"

Jaerel's poker face broke, with a burning blush and said, "shut up, you jumped too, I was just happy for father, unlike you I understood the meaning of the words he said, you understood nothing," Jaerel finished what he was saying with a hmph on the end.

…Which his brother returned.

Seconds passed while the two young men were looking around the golden world, finding no matter how far they moved and how much closer they came to the sun, that their position did not change.

Their stay within this magical world came to an end when they felt the world shake and crumble, a horrifying scene, which forced the two young men to their knees fearing the sky was going to fall on them, But it was nothing to fear as the two young men awoke within their mother's arms with a strut and a small scream on Jaerel's part.

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