In the temple of the clan which I belonged to, 'the Ivory clan', everyone was going about their daily activities, but there was something heavy, and disturbing in the air. It was subtle, nevertheless, it was still there.
The previous night, I, and the other four leaders of the five different clans, together with some of the most powerful clansmen of the different clans, had captured and killed the king of darkness, but something went wrong.
Immediately I stabbed him in the chest, black whisp of smoke starting escaping from his wound, and then, we all watched as he bled to death, but then, surprisingly, the dark magic that was oozing out from him didn't stop, but instead continued to become stronger, and even began to envelop him.
I, and the others were surprised at the great show of dangerous power that was enveloping Stefan like a small tornado storm.
"Brace yourselves!" I yelled out to the others, and they all immediately created magical shields to protect themselves from the unknown.
It wasn't long after we created our shields that there was then a mighty explosion of the dark magic. Those with low level shields were slightly thrown off, while I and those with powerful shields were still able to withstand the explosion.
The house itself where we were – which was already as wretched as could be, was totally destroyed by the explosion.
After a while, when the effect of the explosion subsided, the only thing that we could see was the broken pieces of the house, and the chair to which Stefan had been tied, but… Stefan was gone!
We searched the surrounding areas, but there wasn't a sign of him anywhere.
When we returned and told the news to the people, it made them feel a great unease, as they started to think that the king of darkness might not actually be dead after all.
In other to figure out our next move, we the leaders of the five clans decided to have a round table discussion at one of the assembly rooms of the temple. A meeting that bored me to death.
"The people are disturbed, and can't seem to relax. As far as we can't find the body of that cursed demon, we can't reassure them that they are safe." Lord Arthur of the Verdant clan was the one who stated the obvious.
Lord Hermes of the Cyan clan then nodded in agreement with lord Arthur, and said, "You've said it as it is, lord Arthur. We need to find a solution, and we have to be fast about it."
"I suggest we take all the powerful warriors from each clan and conduct a search party. We have to go for him, before he comes for us." The only woman amongst us, asides myself was the one who made the suggestion. She was Lady Iris of the Amber clan.
Then suddenly Lord Felix of the vermillion clan scoffed at the idea that was raised by Lady Iris. Only I knew how hard it was for me to stop myself from hitting his arrogant, and stupid face.
"Do you even think with your brain at all? It's no wonder your clan is the weakest of all the clans." He spoke in disdain, and then adjusted his garment as if intentionally making us notice how expensive it was, before he then continued. "Going for him would be like walking straight into a trap. We should gather all the clans together, and then we would all wait, and be ready for him when he strikes. For all we know he could even be dead."
The others thought about what he said, and seemed to see some sense in what he said. I also found his plan to be somewhat brilliant, but I had something else in mind.
"Aren't you going to say anything?… Lady Hera." Iris sudden threw a question at me, and then all of them looked straight at me with expectant looks on their faces.
I was about to respond, but then I got interrupted by the very irritable lord Felix. "You are not thinking of bailing on us now, are you?" He questioned me with a stern expression.
"And why would I do that?" Instead of answering his question, I also questioned him in an equally domineering manner.
He was thrown back a bit, but he still smirked at me, and said, "I don't know. Maybe because the so called king of darkness is a disciple of your clan, and your foster brother."
Anger rose within me as I was reminded of what I was really trying to forget. "I don't remember ever having a foster brother. He was indeed a disciple of the Ivory clan, but that ended the very day he killed my father. Darkness has nothing to do with light." A white light radiated from me as I spoke, showing how angry I was.
Feeling the need to put lord Felix in his place, I then decided to inform them of my plan which I initially wanted to keep a secret. "And about coming up with a plan, I do not agree with you, lord Felix. I instead agree with lady Iris' plan, but we are not going to gather all the warriors of the five clans together. I'm going to go after him… ALONE!" I spoke with finality.
"That is absurd! You have absolutely no right to decide, or tell us what to do. You are just a stupid girl with no experience whatsoever with this kind of things…" Felix went on a spree, raining insults on me, and reminding me of the fact that I was the youngest among them, but all I could get from all he said was that he was a jealous, and insecure man who felt disrespected by me. After all, I was the leader of the most powerful clan at such a young age.
When Felix was done rampaging. I simply cleared my throat and said, "What I have decided is final. Whoever isn't satisfied with it can hang themself with a rope." And with that, I stood up, and walked out on them despite their comments of dissatisfaction.
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STEFAN
Hearing the explanation for why I was still alive was just too much to take in. There was still a part of me that still wished everything was just a terrible nightmare, and that I would soon wake up being my normal self again.
A while back, master Kendrick had taken me to a different room from the one I had woken up in. The room also contained shelves filled with books, just like the other one.
He went through the shelves, searching for a particular book, while I just stood there, watching him.
"Aha! There it is." He exclaimed when he finally found the book he was looking for. He blew air on the book, and the dust on the surface of the book dispersed.
"The answer you seek is in this book." He said, as he handed the book over to me.
I collected it, and eyed the book curiously. The tittle 'Ancient Prophecies' was written boldly on the front cover.
"Go on, open it." Master Kendrick urged me, and I opened it after letting out a sigh.
The book contained so many prophecies. Ones that had been fulfilled thousands of years ago, and ones that were yet to be fulfilled.
It didn't take much flipping before I finally found the prophesy which was related to me. The prophecy of the king of darkness.
It read thus, In a world of magic and fantasy, there was once peace and unity among all the people, despite their different powers and backgrounds.
There were those that possessed pure magic, and also those with magic of darkness, but they all coexisted in peace and harmony for a very long time, until…
There came a time when those in possession of dark magic slowly, but eventually lost their souls to their darkness. Their magic became too powerful that it soon grew beyond their control. They totally lost control of their powers, and became like puppets or tools to their own powers.
They became corrupted and began to do things that were deemed as evil practices, and so the pure magic users had to step in to stop them, and that resulted to war.
It was a tragic war that lasted for years, successfully destroying the peace that was once enjoyed by the people.
Seeing the number of lives that were lost as the years went by, a new generation of the pure magic users decided to end the war once and for all.
At the time, the people of darkness were dominating the world, and they even had a king who was the most powerful among them.
With series of trials and tests, the pure magic users found out that in order for them to defeat the darkness, they had to aim for, and bring down the king of darkness who was the main vessel of darkness, and the most powerful of the dark magic users.
Thousands of powerful pure magic users came together to fight against the king of darkness, while the remaining population of the pure magic users divided themselves into groups to fight against the other dark magic users.
After so many fails and loss of lives, the thousands of pure magic users were eventually able to successfully trap the king of darkness in a mighty vortex of light, which was made with the combination of all of their powers, and then the five most powerful out of the thousands of them were able to cast a very formidable, and powerful sealing spell on the king of darkness.
In that instant, all creatures of the dark including their king disappeared from the face of the earth, and were sealed. The only proof of the existence of the creatures of the dark was the permanent large dark mark in the shape of a seal that was left on the exact spot where the pure magic users had sealed the king of darkness.
But let it be known that in the later thousands of years to come, the king of darkness shall rise again, and be born as a descendant of the Ivory clan.
He shall possess nine lives. The more he dies, the more powerful, and formidable he will become. He will be the doom of the world, and shall bring the five clans crumbling to nothingness.
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