ENRREN - GORJJ
"Hyah! Hyah!!"
Osiver, a notorious Black Dealer yelled on his horse as he approached the temple of the Forgotten-base of the brothers 4.
He walked into the temple, shivering from the extreme cold but in the temple he found warmth and comfort, it was a huge temple with sigils inscribed on the walls of the temple, the sigils glowed out bright green and that was the light of the temple thereof.
The first brother walked up to him from the dark corners of the temple, on a brown coat like the rest of the others who appeared a moment later.
"What do you have for us son of Haziz?" A brother said.
Osiver placed his hand on the ruby jewel on his neck which has golden engravings on it.
" The song of Sontos, the pride of illusions...we shall accept!" Another brother said stretching forth his hands to receive the jewel from Osiver who hesitantly gave it out.
" My debt is paid, I see one of you in my dreams again, I'll take this personal" Osiver said to them with a serious tone as he rushed outside to a frozen horse and he was seen no more by the brothers. For a moment they pondered amongst themselves with one of them voicing out " He was not on any teleportation charm".
The jewel vanished just after his utterance and they looked back at the screens of Gallahãd at the alter of their temple only to find all 4 missing. The Songs of Sontos is an illusion maker, a tool of the art of knowledge which grants the user control over deep illusions, creating even momentarily rigid constructs that by passes most magical detection. Osiver had used this tool to steal from the brothers their most important artifact, the Screens of Gallahãd, a tool that manifests the location of anyone or hides one from the sight of anyone, even those protected/enhanced by the most powerful magic, a daring action and a consequential one.
Midgard is a realm of Wonder, full of multi cultural nations and sub-realms. Enrren, a nation far west of Midgard, is currently plagued by the manifestation of ice creatures that has subjected most part of the nation to cryogenic conditions, killing at least thousands, for weeks now, on one part of Enrren was Osiver who stole the sacred artifacts of the brothers 4 who have now sworn to come for him beyond just his dreams this time and on the other side is Osiver's Niece and Nephew - Harrell and Korha respectively. Harrell, a young girl full of Love, subject to the endless tyranny of her uncle, who keeps using her brother to confine her to his home ever since the death of their parents and his realization of just how powerful Harrell perhaps might be, for Osiver is one who values power over anything else. On this very hour, the winter came for them as Osiver was yet to return.
" By the source, we pray for protection through this hard time, a very cold one, that we are not taken by whatever sorcery has the nation frozen, we pray that uncle is kept safe and above all I find my purpose and finally leave this place and be truly free" Harrell murmured the prayer to herself while she and her brother lit more fires all around the corners of the house as the cold was getting more intense....they felt the abnormal drop in an already freezing temperature, the fires began to go off as they heard whispers that travelled with the chill. Korha wasn't the bravest of the siblings so he began to fret, she could feel the terror in his eyes, he was no believer neither did he possess any power so she understood his fears but he never understood hers.
" Your prayers won't save you Harrell, we need uncle back here or we could freeze to death, I can feel the saliva in my mouth freezing and we are running out of heat...we'll die if..."
" ...if we wait here, certainly we will, you hear those whispers don't you, the rumours are true, we stand better chance out there than in here brother...please" Harrell said
" Do not interrupt me again Nancy, Osiver said we remain here then that's what we'll do. We remain here and wait for his return" Korha insisted as he went to peep through the shut windows...." Creakkk!" He looked at the entrance, it was Harrell, she had managed to steal the keys off him in his frightened state and made an escape, he followed and just outside were the creatures of ice, about 10 of them, standing in the winter snow, the liquid in their eyes began to freeze and Harrell could barely move. Korha brought out an amulet, the Phoenix Jade, he stretched it forth at them and it radiated beams of green light that caused the creatures to screetch very loudly and they all vanished but just up ahead was Osiver on a horse riding so fast approaching them, Nancy saw him ahead and her brother behind, with the creatures out of her way, she continued to run taking a right turn into the deep woods, Korha seeing his uncle proceeded to chase after her into the woods in the middle of a winter storm but Osiver had even more pressing issues at hand and so he went inside, putting on his SPATIAL BOOTS which helps him alter distance, allowing him leap into WESONS in a single step.
TEMPLE OF ASTENA - WESONS
Just outside the temple of Astena, Osiver leaped right into the location where he met an already waiting Mage.
" You are one lucky man but I can feel that luck running away with every second you waste delaying me any further" She said walking closer to him.
" Tessa, I have come to fulfil my side of our Bargain, extremely rare and special tools, the screens of the high sage Gallahãd" He said bringing out the screens, he knows the power of the mage he had come to wasnt one to be underestimated so he had better thread carefully especially around her temple.
" Hmmm" she replied telekinetically moving the screens into her temple, while she did, he used the song of Sontos to guise an illusion from behind Tessa, an illusion amplified by spells he borrowed from the high Mage Ruth, a dagger imbued with powerful dark magic to kill even mages as powerful as Tessa. He stabbed her from behind infusing all that dark magic into her, she gasped instantly as she glowed out in frightening green Aura, a burst of massive concussive force followed, sending Osiver flying hundreds of meters away but she was still standing and this time Osiver knew he had messed up. He tried to leap out of the locale but his boots lost its ability to warp distances, he was helpless so he began to plead in pain.
" oh fuck" He whispered
" It's Saguel, I.. I owe her my life and the only way I could repay her was driving this dagger through your heart, it was supposed to kill you, I just want to fulfill my deals please Tessa...you understand the heart of a black dealer" He pleaded on his knees but Tessa who had "KILLED" the dark magic infused into her took no heed to his pleas so she walked closer to him.
" You owe me more than just a life Osiver, you used to be a smart man, no one with your kind of brain would take that deal with Saguel perhaps I was wrong about you, now you leave me with no choice Osiver" She said making him look right into her eyes as his life drained right from him till he was a pile of very dried bones. She removed the dagger from her back, destroyed it to dust and returned to her temple completely recovered.
ENRREN.
Harrell ran and ran, against the cold, against the storm, she ran and didn't look back but behind her with every step was Korha, he followed her in a chase and when Nancy was exhausted, she fell and he caught up to her, dragging her up and back home but not even him was sure how to make it back home.
" Let me be Korha, he would kill me if I return home, he will kill me brother" She cried out, resisting him as much as she can but they were both quickly exhausted as the cold got to them Soo much they both dropped on the ground, shivering heavily.
" What does it matter we are going to die here anyways" Korha.
" No!!" Harrel screamed sharply and suddenly like she felt something, standing up with the last strength she could muster even though there was none, she heard her bones crack but continued regardless.
" Harrell!" Korha
" Something's not right Korha...I can feel it" she said.
" What? We are dying ofcourse things are far from right, but we will die even faster if you force yourself to run...cause I will definitely chase after you Sister, I won't leave you" Korha said and just around them were the ice creatures, more than they could even begin to count, the creatures surrounded them and they could barely breathe, Korha tried to stand with his Jade amulet but it quickly shattered before them, one of them in like a blurr grabbed Harrell while the other stabbed Korha in the neck, turning him to ice and broken"
"No!!!! No!, Korha!!" Harrell
let out tears which froze the moment it dropped down her cheeks. The creature who grabbed her tried to kill her but Harrell won't be dying here today. It took a rigid form to grab Nancy but it reverted unwillingly to its incorporeal energetic form causing Nancy to be free of the physical hold so she fell to her knees, soiling her hands deep into the ground. Her hands were beginning to freeze, she lets out a scream causing the entire forest, kilometers wide to glitch into an entirely empty space, across a thousand kilometers radius, no single tree, house, person, creature or wonder beast, mage or sage ( if any) was found and every single life on Midgard and beyond felt it, the entire forest became a blank space with Nancy and her brother Korha alive again but unconscious in that emptiness.
Far beyond the realm of Midgard, in the 6th realm did a voice with the Ferocity of a billion supernovas, raging across the realms of Midgard. It was the voice of the darkest one who sits upon the darkest throne. He called out to his trusted Mage, Saguel, after the pulse of "Cosmic love" that was felt on Midgard by every living soul on the endless realm.
" Love like no other, like none in a thousand thousand years has pieced through the darkness and has reached me, Saguel! Find the weilder of this great power and bring her to me.... Do not fail me Saguel".
A general broadcast for those powerful enough to hear, for those wise enough to take caution and for those weak and powerless to number their days. The lack of power on Midgard had for long drawn the attention of the darkest one away from the realm for thousands of years, with the wake of this powerful force of love, the darkest one has his attention on the realm again, dark times are up ahead, the weak and the strong but will all feel the terror of the one who has conquered the 9 realms of Midgard. The Dreaded ETH GAMOUR.
THE END.