Sorry it has taken an extra day. Computers just arent as reliable as you may think. but either way, i hope you enjoy part two.
i remember, it was a very crisp cool november morning. I was summoned to my lawyers office. when I arrived, it was strange. I felt an energy like none other, it sent chills right down my spine.
My lawyer said", The affects in question: 1 brass key, and 1 wooden chest. Enjoy."
Naturally, I said thanks and asked if there were any special instructions,
"You should know that your father asked you to open this in the privacy of your own home. He also asked me to tell you ', Please follow the instructions inside.'"
So, I took the chest home. Boy was it heavy too. It took me three hours of thinking " What kind of a fucking trick is this, pops?" before I finally decided to open it.
The legends were true. Inside the chest was a vast amount of weapons--crafted entirely of crystal-- a spellbook, written in a strange text, and a ring with 8 different color gems on it.
Naturally, the first thing i did was look up what language the book was written in. It turned out it was written in english, but the letters were the Vampyric Alphabet.
Inside the front cover of the book was a map and legend, it showed a strange land that I had never even seen in world geography. The next page held instructions. It said:
"You are the rightful king of this land. It is your rightful place to lead them to victory against the darkness that oppresses them so. Find the cave in the island of the Catalaine. That will be the entrance. I've taught you everything you need to know. Anything else will be in this book. You have 72 hours until the garteway closes. You'd better hurry son. I love you, and I know you will do well."
I looked at everything, and all I saw was a bunch of weak weapons. But then I asked why the ring?
That is the true power is this ring. It is the ring that gives me the power i need. With this ring, i am the master of any element i wish, I can see anything and everything. It is the one thing that makes me invincible.
If this ring ever gets destroyed, I am surely doomed.
Did you hear that? Do you smell that? We are going to be ambushed. You better be ready for this Lucian.
I know this story doesnt make sense yet, but soonit will. from now on it will have much more dialogue and much more action. so please stick around and continue to give me feedback.
When I was younger, my father always said", You can't expect life to come to you. You have to write your own story. Someday, son, you will be a great man, and I know I won't be there to see it. Always remember The Warriors Code of our family."
It's been nearly...20 years since those days of my mourning childhood.
I've been on my own since I turned 7. That day, was the day my father died, and my mother killed herself. I still remember the code. "Never back down from a fight even if it means your own death. Never give up your will. And follow the olden ways."
Now, I'm here. Trapped. In this world between worlds. In a forgotten land. I am stuck fighting here. In Clovaria.
Why? You ask? Because I refuse to give up what I am fighting for. It is my story, I will write it the right way.
Who am I? You ask? I am Equanrahm. And up until three days ago, my life was normal. Up until I decided to follow through with the instructions written by my father's hand.
I guess, you are asking yourself", What the FUCK is this asshole talking about? And why must he be so vague?" The answer to that is it is better for your own sanity for me to be vague. But if you seek the truth then the truth I shall speak.
It all started on my 27th birthday. I was summoned by my family lawer to claim a chest left to me by my father. My father, was a mercenary until I was born. He never used guns, only knives, bows and above all, swords. Legend has it that he was lost once on an island and seeked refuge in a cave. It turned out that he was destined to go there.
There was a temple inside this cave and in the temple was a chest, with his name on it. He opened the chest and inside was a map, a spellbook and many crystals. Inside the spellbook it said that he was to form tools for the next generation.
He listened to these instructions. That is my I have an Onyx crystal sword. This is just the beginning however. The reason I am here is because we are at war. They are trying to exterminate this kingdom. I cannot let that happen.
Someday you will understand why the people in Clovaria are so magickal. Why it is so hard to kill us, until then. I shall continue my story. Maybe you will see that the light truly lies within those strange creatures which lurk in the shadows and hunt at night.
I look forward to your input. This is the first part in a short series. I am splitting the story up so as not to bore you all. but know that i am also writing this off the top of my head. I hope you all enjoy, there wil be another one posted tomorrow night as well.
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