《lord fear》7. new me
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POV:vile
The ground was black and the sky was a crimson red, black mountains was seen in the distance as thunder rumbled slightly above.
“Where am I? I asked myself.
“You’re in your dream state.
I turn around to see an old man in a black cloak sitting on a rock behind me smiling. He had a staff made of wood with an elegant design of faces in agony; the wood was a dark ash color. He hopes off the rock landing on the ground, he dusts himself off before laughing out loud.
“I haven’t seen one of my kind in….well forever.
“Who are you old man, and what do you mean by your kind. I asked.
“Well to put it short vile I am a lord just as you are, I am just not alive as you are but still of the same race as you. I stand here before you as many have before me to ask the questions you seek.
This old man says he is a lord like me but I feel as if he is not lying, I feel a bond with him that I can’t explain.
“Ok, what are lords?
“We are that which rule, we makes creature bow to our feet wheatear its dragon or demon. We are an ancient race that has longed been gone, killed off but the people and gods of the world because they feared us and our power to command. We could summon legions of monsters, tame them and make them stronger, build a kingdom with a snap of our fingers. A cave into a castle or a hill into a fort, we were born with the knowledge and instincts of runes imbedded into our souls. We were faster than a blink and stronger than a thousand dragons. We were lords plain a simple, but now we are no more…well that is until you where awaken.
“How and where did I come from?
“You was crystalized in that field you woke up in and when you was ready the crystal dissolved and you know the rest. If it wasn’t for the defense rune on that crystal you was in that bear might off ended this good day. Hahahahaha, but where you came from I do not know. I only sensed you as you just woken up.
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“Well I guess that explains the bear when I woke up, how about these messages I see when I sleep or my name it gave me vile.
“Oh hahahahahah that’s me talking to you my boy. Also you can’t go around calling yourself lord now can we, we all need a name.
“So where am I?
“You are in your dream state
“Dream state?
“This is the place where lords will go to and recover there powers, you spent a lot of it destroying the village and making those creatures your summons and all. Here you can train your rune arts and talents while your body sleeps. How long you sleep depend on how much power you used past your limit. You could wake up in a thousand years, but you are young so a week at most.
“So who are you?
“Oh forgive my manners, my name is litchis and I am the 6th elder. I am a lord just like you as I have said but I am dead, long dead but using magic I won’t go into. To keep my spirit in this plain to help the one or ones who are a lords. Now we don’t have a lot of time I can feel your body about to awaken, come here young one.
I walked towards him; this man had my respect and fear. I could feel the power he held and I wanted it, he put his hands on my face.
“Now am going to give you a gift before you go, I’m going to give you a little current knowledge of the world and locations of places I have seen during my time waiting.
A red rune glowed to life on the palm of his hand, knowledge entered my head. Kingdoms, towns, villages, races, and other things like runes of our kind flooded my mind.
“You did well; you are special even among our own kind boy. I can’t wait to see what you will do, now take these.
He handed me his staff and pulled out from his cloak two black daggers, two swords with a gray hilt and the blade was also black with runes covering along the sides. He pulled a ring off his finger and handed it to me.
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“This ring can hold as many things you want except for living things. In there is a bow and throwing knives. Our kind couldn’t always depend on rune you know. Oh you don’t know Hahahahah I forgot. I gave you the knowledge on how to use the weapons I gave you.
“Thank you elder I said respectfully, Is that all.
“Such a greedy child you are, Hahaha no I have a few last things to give you.
He pulls out a small cloak with silver armor plates here and there; my eyes could see runes imbedded in the fabric it was made of.
“This is a powerful cloak that only the elites who protected our king would where and seeing as you have nothing else but that cloth. I thank you will find this a lot better, and for the last and final gift.
He snaps his fingers and starts to chant in a language I can’t understand. Then he stops and stands there.
“What was that just now?
“Oh! Right you can’t see.
He snaps his fingers and a mirror appears in his hands. He holds it up towards me for me to look into it and I’m shocked. My once black hair has now become white as clouds and my eyes became deep red.
“Why? I asked
“For lords our hair color is naturally white but during our birth it is black and your parents would change it when you are given a name, same with your eyes. In around eight thousand years you can change you eyes and hair to whatever color you want.
“Why that long?
“Our kind does not age that much, you would have a body of a kid for at least 200,000 years. Would you look at that seems like our time is up vile, make this world a little more interesting will you?
There was a bright flash and I woke up in darkness. I ordered one of the golems to open up the coffin, I stepped out and stretched. I put on the cloak and took out the staff from the ring, elites where stand at attention along the walls of the throne room. I made my way out side and took a deep breath.
“ahhhh fresh air sure is great!
Runes appeared on the bottom of my feet and I shoot towards the sky, I was at where the village I destroyed stood. The grass had grown back in some areas telling me I was asleep for more than a week.
“Damned elder said a week. Sigh it’s not like it’s something he could control.
If I’m correct then I should be in the kingdom of Vermont and the capital should be towards the west. I should see what humans are like before I start to play with them I said smiling, Shooting off into the sky.
POV: royal guard of Vermont
We have been traveling with the princes for a month now, we were on our way back to the capital when a band of orcs ambushed us. They came out of nowhere and caught a few of the solders off guard killing them before they could draw their swords.
“Protect the princess! The captain yelled at us
The princess came out of her carriage with her sword in her hand; she moved swiftly cutting two orcs head off. I chuckled in my head, that our princess for you. She loves to fight and protect those under her and she is very strong too, almost about as strong as our captain. The people back at the capital adored her, she was in the middle of killing off a orc when one popped up behind her risings its sword about to bring it down onto her.
“Princess behind you watch out! I screamed desperately trying to fight my way over there knowing it was all in vain.
Suddenly a little boy with white hair shot out from nowhere with two daggers in his hand, he flipped over the princess spinning in the air wildly cutting of the orcs head. Blood sprays into the air raining down on the mystery kid. He looks at us with his red eyes that glint from the dusk sun
“do you guys mind if I play too he said smiling.
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