《GREED : ALL FOR WHAT?》Our MC
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Across the sky of the ancient battlefield streaks a figure at extreme speed. The speed of sound means nothing to this person at his level of strength. He is currently moving at 50 times the speed of sound and making good time in his journey to the tower of heaven. In fact, he is one of the few that can make the trip to it from any plane in High Heaven in under a year. He is a sovereign, a High elf sovereign from the High Life plane, of the name Sovereign Gehaldirah( Elven tongue ) which means Sharp Arrow. So we will call him Gehald from now on. He looks different as compared to the realm lord because of his height and buffed body which is definitely odd for an elf. But apart from that, you can't really tell much, high elves look generally similar to each other with their pale green complexions, they look like replicas of perfectly beautiful people to me. Let's get back to Gerald's backstory. It is not a surprise that Gehald became a sovereign by mastering the laws of life. What is surprising though, is that he seems to be too young to be a sovereign, not as young as the then Monarch High Heaven, the most respected ancestral figure of his home plane. Extraordinaries start to age slowly when they become legends, but he is no doubt young looking to an experienced eye. But he is not proud of himself, neither is he happy with his achievements or content with them.
A plane might not produce a sovereign in 20 origin cycles, it is just that the number of sovereigns in the realm only increases across the years. This is because the seed of power that every sovereign condenses is indestructible, so after a sovereign dies, they leave it behind. This seed of power if obtained can be fused with another person to create a weak sovereign with no future. But more on that later.
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So even though there are more and more sovereigns in High Heaven, the effort to become a real sovereign remains tedious and almost impossible for some to achieve in a lifetime. People that don't know Gehald might call him talented, or hardworking, or both for his achievement at such a young age, but his age mates from his plane will tell you that he used to be of a rather normal talent, well for a high elf, and also lazy. Things changed for the better after the last demon attack on his plane, he became zealous about training then. Perhaps he was scared straight by the fighting and bloodshed.
High elves of the High Life plane hardly fight bloody battles because of their peaceful nature-loving personality and because they have very powerful members in their race. A lot of powerful people want the Life tree that is the specialty of the High Life plane, these Life trees are truly rare in the Void universe so they set sight on high heaven. These powerful people don't want the trees for their vitality and life extension abilities, but for their use in the creation of a cosmos of a world god. So in the past, the high elves had had to compromise a little, because even though they had powerful members then, they couldn't just hole themselves up in their realm and refuse to go out. The arrival of the realm lord changed the standing of the race and high heaven in the upper since no one to fight with a talented realm lord that was rumored to have become a sovereign in less than an origin cycle.
So with the deterrence of a realm lord and well-known powerful members of the race in the upper realm, no one was stupid enough to attack their plane. Well, no one except the demons. The plane coordinates of the High Life plane are common knowledge among the really powerful extraordinaries, but no one is rash or foolish enough to barge in. If someone of power and influence wants to visit the realm, he or she would have to be given entrance to it through the planar gate at the ancient battlefield. It is an act of disrespect or war to bypass a planar gate, only truly confident and powerful people can do it and get away with it, people like the little tyrant.
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But all this etiquette and niceties mean nothing to demons. They wanted some life essence, the Life trees of the high life plane has it, then they attack it to get some. It is that simple for them. They didn't even think about winning, numerous demon lords that wished to become demon kings came together and formed an army to attack the plane. They used the plane coordinates to create a portal from the abyss directly into the plane and attacked. The elves fought valiantly to protect their guardian trees, only after months did they manage to beat back the hordes of demons. The sovereigns did not take part in the battle since there were no demon kings among the attackers, they could have wiped out the impudent demons easily but decided against it to let members of their race see some fighting. Because apart from a few skirmishes between tribes, they hardly get attacked by anyone, and they also don't have any interest in other planes. This decision changed the fate of Gehald.
Before the last war with the demons, Gehald was just another King-level extraordinary of his race. He was a king of the law of life, there were a lot of them because it was relatively easy for them to rank up to the king level especially in the laws of life. The difficulty of ranking up after that is more than 100 times the previous effort. Even though it was still easy for high elves, the strenuous training was just too much for Gehald. He had decided to take things slowly back then, after all, he was still young, so he had time for more fun in his life. Fun in the life of a high elf is basically dancing, singing, eating, arts, sex, and sleeping, but all these came to an end when the demons attacked.
A plane wide order came down from the race council, he was mobilized, so he had to stop having fun and go to battle. When he and the others found out it was the demons attacking, they weren't surprised. Their recent history of 1000 origin cycles as only recorded demons as assailants of their plane. He was excited to see and fight the demons, only Titans or high gods had lived that long and weren't as jumpy as the younger generation. He went, saw, and fought. It was a life-changing experience for him and many others. But he in particular experienced something unique, not the slaughter and the unrelenting attacks of the demons. Sure, he nearly died, many times, but who didn't. But not a lot of elves could say they were nearly possessed.
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