Author's Notes: As usual, I humbly beg for "CONSTRUCTIVE" criticism as to point out flaws and grammatical errors as well as areas to improve upon as i have no prior experience to writing.
My goodness, i've decided on more tags since i wanna expand more now, APOLOGIES to the massive gap in updates. Windows updates fcked me over and i learned how important pressing Ctrl+S is again. Plus, i hope increase my writing speed more..... but college ain't easyyyyy. With my ranting done, Enjoy. ALSO TELL ME WAT IS PO AND WO. ITS KILLING ME.
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***Castle Glut, Eter Estate***
Lord Eter, Bane
The advisor brings a town crier into the main hall to see Lord Bane head of Eter. A man with raven black hair and was currently in his prime as a man with a body that fat nobles would envy.
“Go on child tell Lord Eter what you told me.” In a cunning old voice.
Looking like he was from the slums and barely old enough to leave his mother’s side. Lord Bane gestures for the boy to speak.
“Lord Andre has been replaced by Lord Asur. A recent duel has placed Lord Asur as head of Tangilus” The boy speaks with a tinge of nervousness.
With an utter look of displeasure, Lord Bane walks up to the boy and ask one of the servants to confirm the news. The advisor backs away knowing full well what will happen to the boy. That’s why he brought the boy over to break the news instead of himself. Seconds later the servant returns with confirmation and Lord Bane instantly vents his anger in a quick-draw of his sword.
The unfortunate child was disemboweled with the contents of his stomach and breakfast plain for all to see. In shock the child falls on his knee trying to gather his intestines and in a sad attempt to forestall his death. It was clear however, he would not live for much longer. As Bane calls the advisor and tells him to prepare for the ritual to summon the patron of Eter.
The curtains close, doors shut and barred. While a maiden was summoned to the main-hall with looks of joy as she was the bed partner of Lord Bane the night before and was thrilled that she was summoned again only to be shocked seeing a boy panicking with his guts spilled onto the floor. The advisor delivers a sharp kick to the boy’s head and snaps his neck while he wasn’t paying attention slumping him onto the floor.Using the blood of the boy as a catalyst, the pentagram was drawn and constructed using the innards of the young boy. Chanting blasphemous words that would give the average man a chill and a lurch in his stomach. The girl was brought to the center of the pentagram screaming for a savior and to Kyra as she realizes what fate has in store for her.
With the pentagram emitting power. The shape and form of it was distorting as though looking at it through a heat haze. The maiden screams and pleads to Lord Bane as he walks up to the girl with his bloody sword and delivers another horizontal slash beheading the woman which would have executioners wish they had the same finesse. In a fountain of gore the ritual was complete as the blood remained still in mid air, defying the laws of gravity and the maiden caught her head before it fell onto the floor with pitch black eyes that seemed to absorb all light.
The hall darkens without any other source of light except from the ritual itself. The head screams in delight in a thousand voices in defiance of the limits of human vocal chords. Bane goes down on his knee and smiles in success of the ritual.
“To what do I owe this pleasure, Lord of Eter.” As the room echoes with voices and moans of pleasure.
“Lord Asmodeus, I was promised more power by having Lord Andre trash down the Tangilus name with his perverse acts and incompetence. I would hate it if you gone back on our deal.” Banes says smugly.
A screech so loud that came from the severed head caused Bane to drop in pain with his ears bleeding. Some of the servants were concussed with the sudden burst of sound that they fainted.
“Do not presume to command me mortal! I AM YOUR LORD!Whether or not I keep my end of the bargain is my choice to make and do not speak to me of hate! You are mine! Not Sathanus’s servant or have you forgotten who gave your family power 400 years ago by instigating that civil war? Or who gave you that poison vial meant for the royal family?”
“Of course not my lord, I dare not go against you and I am always eternally grateful.” Bane regretting his choice of words.
“Oh? But you smiled when the ritual was a success didn’t you? Do not think I did not sense your smile. I am the Lord of Want. I govern all pleasure and desire for the Curse of Life is the Curse of Want and do not be grateful child for I can sense your gluttonous desire for more power. You are far more ambitious than all your forefathers which I find it as a very pleasant quality. So let me give you this since Andre was supposed to be the downfall of Tangilus so instead I’ll give you some of my minions for your war and this sword to use on the PlainsWalker, Do entertain me child.”
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Laughing and moaning as the possessed body floats into air before exploding to reveal the promised blade. Bane felt like the name was ringing in his head but was enraptured by the power emitted by the blade floating before him to make sense of it. Meanwhile, the chunks of meat became demons of all shapes and sizes as some moaned in perpetual ecstasy while a few embodied gluttonous appetites and ate the unconscious servants.
The body of the boy deformed into a large mess before revealing a huge greater demon towering over its lesser kin as its multiple mouths were grinning in pleasure while tentacles greedily grabbed the advisor and tearing him into many chunks before devouring him.
Bane could feel malice and power exuding from all of them. Feeling unstoppable, he summons his retainers and troops for another civil war.
***Citadel***
Avlyn, King Gismund.
Having the castle under lock down has created so much time for the King that the princess no longer felt insecure about her father’s love for her. With classes and certain administrative matters put on hold. Both parent and child had ample time to spend with each other. With all the fun and love the princess was having, she had completely forgotten about her personal attendant. Until now. Finding a Royal Companion nearby, she queried about the whereabouts of Kyra with none of them knowing where he went for a week.
Puzzled about his disappearance she went directly to her father.
“Dad, where’s Kyra? He’s been missing for a week now.” The father’s face looks surprised with just knowing that Kyra has disappeared. Quickly moving ask his chamberlain the King begins a investigation of his own at the disappearance of his daughter’s personal attendant.
Smiling victoriously Avlyn begins to wonder how much trouble Kyra has landed herself in. But deep down she feels indebted to him for the recent changes to her lifestyle as she had never spent as much time with her father. Having second thoughts she kneels in prayer by her bed for Kyra to return safely and thanking him for the changes.
News came to the citadel that armies are moving at the outskirts of the capital. Most notably from Salomet and Eter. The King attempts to call on both houses to report their sudden movements, Raven replies that they’re to apprehend Bane for murdering the queen whereas Bane replies with accusations of Salomet. As both armies are already marching, the King summons the royal army to stop the coming civil war but knowing full well that he may be too late.
***Castle Russ, Tangilus Estate***
Kyra, Minerva
Disturbing documents were found with Eter collaborating with Andre. How they had supported and planted the man as head of Tangilus while supplying and promoting his vile hobbies. Further digging in Andre’s private chambers by Salomet scribes have found a link of Eter and Andre’s assassination attempt on the royal family. However, thankfully or sadly the queen was the only victim. Hearing of this news, a man was pulsing with anger. So much so that it can be felt by the scribes providing the report. With a stern look Kyra looks to Minerva.
“I need a favor, How many troops can you deploy by the time we reach the Eter bastards?”
Knowing full well of Kyra’s personality when it comes to his family. Minerva relents on advising him on using the proper authorities and having the royal army capture Bane. Kyra’s killing intent and rage can even be felt in her spine.
“I can summon what available troops I have in my service which numbers roughly 4000 trained men, 212 mystic knights plus 48 sanctioned mages. They will all gather to meet us en-route outside Castle Glut by today.” Spoken with confidence of her available resources.
“Good make it happen. We march now.” With purpose Kyra moves off his chair and proceeds to walk out the castle.
With seething anger Kyra had no desire to see time wasted by using the proper authorities in arresting the bastards responsible for his descendant’s death. No, he will deliver justice himself onto the perpetrators. Andre should be thankful that he was given such a quick death, no such promises will be given to Bane as he summons the troops of Salomet and Asur’s personal retinue. Leaving a very small token force behind in Tangilus to capture any other accomplices that may be discovered. Kyra and Minerva marches toward the Eter estate.
The mage houses under Salomet which many answered the call including the colleges of magic in the capital as Minerva uses her full authority to summon them. Under Kyra’s orders the mages were asked to cast quickening onto the men to speed up the march. For what would have been a march of 3 days was shortened to a single day as Kyra will wait no longer.
With the pieces gathered, everyone including heaven and hell spectates the return of the PlainsWalker,