“Thousands of years ago, in the Era of Dragons, an evil overlord rose to power, inflicting terror upon the land.

“He, who was born with unrivaled power, hunted the dragons who were the strongest creatures of the land to extinction and claimed the world his. Those who resisted died, and many did.

“At that time, humans had evolved, beginning to demonstrate the power of the elements that was the source of pride for the dragons. Although... humans were not a Transcendent species like dragons. Each element could only choose one human to be its user.

“The sole exception was the Malevolent One.

“Embodying not one or two, but seven elements, the Malevolent One was invincible and his reign neverending. The veil of darkness was cast, signaling a new era.

“Yet it is from darkness that light is born.

“The Elemental Masters joined hands to rebel and free the world. They were insignificant by themselves, but together were a force to be reckoned with.

“But the worst were their five leaders. They were the Elemental Masters of Water, Earth, Fire, Wind and Light.

“The Four Elements of Creation and the strongest Element of Light were at the forefront of the rebellion. In an epic final battle, they vanquished the Malevolent One and brought peace to the world.

“From the ashes of his fallen empire, the heroes founded the Holy Land; the home of the various Elemental Masters, and created a millennia-long legacy.

“Hey? Are you listening?”

...

No reply came. The man spoken to lied on a pile of debris, bleeding excessively from the chest, where a sword pierced his heart.

Emerald colored energy coated the body in an erratic manner. It was this power that kept the man from dying.

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Then, the energy pulsated. A miracle ensued as the blood backtracked into the body. The sword projected outward and the wounds rapidly closed. In a matter of seconds, the stabbed man recovered as if the fatal wound was a lie.

“So this is the Elemental Power of time.”

The attacker was impressed. His eyes flashed with greed at the miraculous power that could even resurrect a dead man.

Although it certainly came with a price. The flow of emerald energy slowed to a near halt, and the emerald gleam in the eye dimmed.

“Why? I treated your wounds, fed and cared for you! Why are you doing this?” The man, whom the attacker knew is named Felix, shouted.

The attacker sneered at the pathetic sight. He had deceived Felix, bonding with him over the course of a year for the sole purpose of creating the emotional turmoil he was now subjected to.

It was to weaken the control of Felix over his power. To create a weakness to exploit.

But the main reason was for fun. The attacker was one to enjoy the pain of other from the bottom of his pitch-black heart.

“Did you know? The tale thought to be over is still happening.”

The secret pages of the Millenia-old tale were recounted by the vile attacker.

At the same time, grayish-brown energy dyed the space. Gravity intensified a hunderfold, causing the ground to compress downward and Felix to helplessly collapse.

“With a final attack of bright light using the combined powers of the five heroes, the Malevolent One perished. That is what everyone believed, and he did truly die.” He snickered, supressing a burst of laughter. “But his soul continued to exist. Fragmented into seven parts, each embodying a different Elemental Power.”

Temporal energy continuesly reverted the torn muscles and blood vessels, leaving Felix in an eternal cycle of pain.

“The Elemental Powers contained his essence. And once all seven are joined in one body, the Malevolent One will rise once again.”

Stomping on Felix's head, the attacker mercilessly crashes the skull. It was an instantaneous death, halting the temporal power completely. Then, Felix's corpse dissipates into particles of emerald.

Rising from the attackers shadow is a beast. The beast, made of pure evil in the form of shadows, devoured the Elemental Power of Time.

“That's the third. Four more to go.”

Saying so, he bursts into an evil, mad laughter.

“Soon, I will be reborn! And this time, I'll be the one to win!”

In a solitary hut at the peak of a mountain, laughter echoed with no one to hear.

No one has yet to realize the return of the Malevolent One, ready to drown the world in chaos.