Even though we knew that the dark hordes were planning another attack , we couldn't fathom the magnitude this battle would have.
I , Kyra Safalur , was in the middle taking a nap.
Resting my body , was the logical thing to do , to wipe away my fatigue.
Nonetheless i was still in a state of alertness out of the knowledge of the incoming dark hordes.
Sharing a tent with Clara and Isy could best be described as hectic.
They were always causing a fuss with eachother , this resulted in me being awake and smiling wryly at the childish quarrel that could drag on for a long time.
Another one of those pointless quarrels was about to break out.
" Zzzzzz" Isy snored loudly.
Her petite body not only added to her childishness but also portraied her demanor , when her head hit a pillow she instantly went to sleep and snored , thus robing Clara and me from sleep.
" AHHHHH , i can't take this any longer!" Claras temper exploded.
Crawling out of her blankets she approached Isy.
" That is bad taste , Clara." I told her.
" Whose fault do you think this is?! If you wouldn't craddle her like a little baby , this problem would have solved itself already."
* 'sigh' Not only was Isy child like with her whole personality , Clara with her sudden fits and anger was just as bad* I thought for myself.
" Take your time then , Fufufu. " I chuckled without waiting for what was to come.
Standing up i dressed myself in the White robes , that were the trademark off those born while Void gave his grace.
I was born in a Winter 16 years ago , as it is custome in our World the birthhelper of my mother looked at the Stars directly after i filled my lungs for the first time.
Our night sky was like a piece of art , thousands off stars could be seen one night and there was a chance that the next night not one star was visiable.
She did this to see what constelation was visiable to determine from which god i would receive favour.
Efreet which was associated to fire , sand and honour had a vortex as his constelation
Zygidal with water , the oceans and judgment was displayed as a hourglass.
Zephyr with wind ,tornados and indecesiveness had a sickle form in the sky.
Ryuhlik with earth , mountain ranges and sturdiness shone with a triangle.
Darkrend the moon , darkness and fickleness displayed a laughing skull when she decieded to grace her suspect.
Scymar with thunder , storms and quick temperedness looked like a thunderbolt.
The last one was Void with everything incorporal , death and ambioutsness. This constelation was only visiable to those he decieded to favour. To outsiders the Stars which formed it were black and not clearly definable against the night sky.
During my birth no sign was visable , so Void graced me.
Now i knew that his sign was that off a ever eating snake , filling his suspects with the power to heal or decompose things at will.
Fully dressed in a black cotton dress with the white robes over them i left the tent that belonged to us three and headed towards the medical tent.
As a powerfull healer it was my duty to tend to the wounded and i took my job very seriously.
* Unlike other immature Children , Fufufu.* I thought.
I , Clara Morgain , just wanted some sleep but the log sawing monster with blue hair denied me the little relaxation i had before a battle.
Isy had her knees pulled up all the way to her chest and was sucking on her thumb while sleeping.
Having a small body , as well in height as in curves , she seemed like a child and her sleeping posture just intensified that image.
* As usual my curves win , hehe. *
Shaking her gently by the shoulders amounted to nothing with this sleeping beauty so i decieded on drastic measures.
Straddling over her i slapped her cheeks from left to right numerous times.
" Mhmm ... " was the only reply i got from her.
" Stop joking around and wake up! " I shouted at her.
She turned around and i felt a hot pain at the side of my head as i got flung off the bed.
" ... Did you hit me with your M.A.C.E again? "
As she turned from her left to right side she knocked my head with her Weapon of choice , the blue Mace she even slept with apparently.
* This time i won't accept an apology , kill kill Kill Kill KILL KILL ~her~*
I , Isabell Metra , got woken up by a pain in my cheeks.
* Isy doesnt like to feel pain* I thought.
Placing my beloved Weapon on my lap i started rubbing the aching cheeks.
A cold shiver ran down my spine as a killing intent reached me.
Seeing 2 wine colored twintails , standing straight up into the air , i knew who the culprit was.
" Muu ~ Onee-chan why did you wake Isy up?" I said.
" I'll kill you , i'll definetly kill you. First i'll gut you then i'll skin you then i'll kill you then i'll tear off your hair one by one then i'll kill you again! " She chanted in an angry tone.
Her cheek was red and looked like something heavy hit her there only a few seconds ago.
I tilted my head and looked at her then at the mace in my lap.
Repeating this cycle i realised that the killing intent was directed at me , so i did the first thing that came to my mind.
" UWAAAAHHHH " i started crying and tried to stop the flow of tears with the sleeves of my shirt.
Feintly registering the growing noise outside the tent i continiued to cry out even louder as Clara approached me.
" Clara is bullying cute little Isy again." A male voice reached the insides of the tent.
" 'sniffle sniffle' Papa save me."
" Clara stop. Why are you always bullying Isy? "The male said.
" ... That is so unfair! I didnt to anything wrong , she always snores like a bear during hibernation!" Clara enraged herself into a fit while stomping noisily with her right foot.
" Just go and calm down somewhere."
" ... Hmph , i would have done that anyway!" She claimed and left the tent.
Placing her left foot infront , her left arm swung in unison , also doing the same with the right side , it was a spectacle that everyone smiled about on a daily basis.
" There there , nobody will harm my sweet little daugther now." My papa said while stroking my head.
Calming down i rested my head against his chest and drifted back into slumber.
I , Clara Morgain , wasn't really mad as i stalked out of the tent.
Really i wasn't , not one bit.
* Grr... i let my guard down again , should have made sure no male was around. All of the males flock around her when she starts crying , especially her father. P.I.S.S.E.S me off sooooo much!* I thought while walking with a clear destination in mind.
Reaching my destination the training puppets , that were set up to further increase the skills of combat , came into view.
Picturing a magic circle in my head , the Spellpower from the yellow gem like shape flodded into the lines i needed.
Snipping with my fingers a set of yellow gauntlets appeared.
Yellow like the god that favoured me , the constelation of Scymar the god of thunder shone brightly at the time i was born.
* Stupid stupid STUPID STUPID Isy and idiot idiot IDIOT IDIOT males for swarming her* i thought while punching the puppet infront of me.
Everytime i thrust my fist forward a small explosion could be heard , as the stored yellow spellpower in my gauntlets took the form of a lightning strike that coursed through the straw puppet.
Further increasing the speed of my thrust the puppet was reduced to a burned pile of straw in no time.
" Huff huff " I breathed heavily.
A few males were watching me but as soon as i turned around they fled the scene fearing that they will be the next.
I clicked my tongue.
" Tsk. Not even man enough to face the wrath of a female. But as soon as one crys they come running. Worthless trash!" I shouted out in Anger.
As my anger was about to errupt again i made my way to another puppet.
" A trained close quarter combat mage gets angry over a little crying girl , havent seen something so funny in a while." A male voice reached me.
" Be quiet , you sickly looking sorry excuse for a mage!" I retorted with Anger.
" Big words from someone who has muscles as a brain."
I stopped in my tracks looking at him in disbelieve.
* No , he couldn't have said what i just heared. Haha no clearly not , Haha.* I thought.
" Well that was to be expected from the weakest mages. Close quarter , haha , even a 10 year old can summon a set of magic armor and weapon. Now a wizard type that is the stuff. You probably can't even see the greatness we hold. Killing multiple enemies with one cast is the best after all."
" ... "
" Wow , you just admited that the wizard type is superior! Thats a good girl , there there." he said while rubbing my violently trembling head.
* Hehe , ~ this guy wants to die~ *
" Silence t.r.a.s.h , you will pay for this. I will show you the superiority of close combat magic arts!" I shouted.
Reasembling the lines i needed in my mind i snipped with my fingers and the power flodded into those.
A yellow set of armor appeared on my body.
Covered from head to toe in a yellow metal that was filled to the max with the power of lightning was the way i fought as a close quarter combat mage.
Heightening the strength and capabilitys of my muscles was a advanced form of the magic arts the close quarter fighting relied on.
Summoning thicker or thinner armor during a fight made it versatile and improved the chances of sucess.
It costed alot of strength and focus to uphold this form , but the usage of magic power was at a minimum.
Although summoning more armor ontop of the one i already wore , took a great tool on the reserves for magic power as well.
Even shields or additional weapons could be summoned at a whim.
On the other hand were the Wizard type magicians.
Using staffs as their weapon they were ranged fighters standing at a distance and reigning hell down on the enemys.
The staff was also used for aiming the spells that they created or redirecting them if the target took evasive measures.
They didnt summon armor as they usually just stood behind us , the close quarter combatants , and didnt engage directly against the foes.
There were also hybrids which combined close quarter and wizardry together , those were rare though and mostly had 2 gods favouring them.
Take Isy for example she was favoured by Zygidal and Ryuhlik if she went all out she had a brown and blue set of armor.
Rhyuliks power heightend her defense , as it was the earth aspect , and with her Zygidal aspect she summoned long range water attacks to cover her blind spots or devasting lines of the enemy.
A crunching sound could be heared from my feet and soon after i hit a wall made out of pure earth which stopped my momentum , seperating me from the arrogant wizard Itsuki.
" Clara ... " I heared a familiar voice.
" Why , W.H.Y do you always stop me when i am having fun , aunt Sophie?" I accused her.
A lady with brown hair and the typical brown on red army uniform came into view.
" ... I could also put you in jail for using up precious magical power , would you prefer that?"
" First of all , it was that damn cocky brats fault!" I vented my anger.
" Silence." Sophie commanded.
My whole body stiffend at her tone.
Grabbing me by my wine colored twintails she dragged me back to the place i wanted to be the least in at the moment.
" No , please i beg you dont take me to him ... He will kill me , TWICE!" I began trashing around but couldnt escape her vice like grip.
An evil smirk emerged on her face as she turned around to look at me.
" He is your grandfather , dont worry..."
This woman was pure evil , normally she didnt talk much but she must have caught wind of the incident with Isy from before , after all she is her mother.
" It wasnt my fault , General!" I tried to explain my way out of it.
I , Clara Morgain , was a little frightend at the moment.
An impressive figure sat in a chair infront of me and was mustering me with a calculating gaze.
A brown on red uniform with 3 stars on his shoulders adorned his well trained body.
He was a Efreet favoured and used spells infused with fire as well as the predeccesor of the Morgain arts of close quarter combat.
My grandfather ...
Being a General of the troops for over 20 years , one could always find him in the frontlines warding off the dark hordes , despite his age.
" Silence , your demanor is inappropriate. You are the next heiress to our combat arts act accordingly , young women!" His voice was filled with authority.
" ... Hmph." I said while turning my head away.
" Hrmmm." He rumbled with a freightening tone.
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" Kyahhh! That scared me grandpa."
I began to sob quietly.
" Clara , im sorry but please don't go starting unneccesary fights anymore..." He pleaded.
My sobs turned into tears flowing down my cheeks.
" Grandpa is such a bully ... 'sniffle' " I continued.
" Clara , go along now and dont cause any trouble anymore."
I left quietly while rubbing the corner of my eyes wiping away the tears that had formed there.
Turning at the next corner i threw the onion i held in my hands away and hid the traces of the fake tears i just spilled.
* Hehe , I've done it again , im so talented , hehe.* I praised myself in my thoughts.
I , Clara Morgain , felt a shiver going down my spine telling me something was wrong.
A while later at about 10pm the warning horns resounded.
Red flames that numbered thousands and thousands were proceeding towards us , as the army took its position on the walls.
It was an incredibly long procession that made one think of a Dragon slowly moving through the thick forest.
Those flames were the torches the dark horde held during their night raids.
Today something was different though.
Normally they would start to charge towards our battlement as soon as they came into view but today they formed a thick line reaching from the west to the east cliffs of the mountain range that formed this canyon.
Steadily this thick line of agressors increased in depth and the stream of torches didnt seem to come to an end.
More and more by the thousands they arrived.
Until today their only means of storming the walls were siege weapons like ladders , rams or catapults.
Not one magic user appeared from them , everyone prayed to their gods that today wasn't the day we caught sight of the first one .
After another 2 hours the flames in the forest finally declined , but there wasn't any sign of relief on the humans side.
Due to the darkness we couldnt count how many opponents we had to fight today , everyone shared the same feeling nonetheless.
This was the largest force we have encountered so far.
Numbering into the 100thousands wouldnt be an under-estimaition.
While we on the other hand had close too 1500 mages left.
We also had to deal with the problem of using up all the magical power we had stored in our bodys .
17 years ago due to the death of one girl a event occured that led to the downfall off the human race.
Even though it happend right before i was born i still couldnt believe the story my mother told me every day when i was still too young to use magic.
There was once a mage so talented that he could take on 5 others at the same time.
His weapons were speed and a quick mind.
Gaining his powers from the Godess of the three Moons , he manipulated the balance between light and shadow like the godess herself.
Sometimes he had a unbearable attitude and at his best he was fickle skipping from angry to thoughtfull back to angry and then to happy in seconds , impersonating the charakteristics of the Godess herself perfectly.
Thoughtfull of his allys and unforgiving to his enemys made him popular in his own way.
My dear daughter dont let yourself get deceived by looks , then he was good looking and was a natural born ladykiller , his crocked smile made girls legs tremble left and right as he walked.
His eyes were as blue and wide as the sky and the little games he played with his enemys made one aware of the intellect this person held.
One day while fighting a opponent for the first rank of mages in his year his opponent demanded the unreasonable , which the opponent still hasnt forgiven himself for.
Not being able to win against the strongest mage in history the opponent was filled with hatred and awakend a dark power.
This power even brought the mage down to his knees as the opponent was swallowed by his own hatred.
As the opponent was about to crush him something incredible happened that not one who witnessed the spectacle would ever forget in his life.
Those lines no one would ever forget:
Turning illusion to reality ,
Darkrends ability has been reborn ,
Fusing darkness with light ,
Turning nothingness to EVERYTHING ,
Combining both aspekts ,
I have been borne as the first ,
DARKRENDS FLESH AND BLOOD ,
HER ONE AND ONLY SON
FOR ETERNITY.
He declared himself as the son of the creator of the human race and this planet we all live on.
Everyone believed it with the first glance they took at him.
Not only a few demanded the death of the vile creature filled with hatred , but Darkrends son had no need for the death of his opponent who had just turned in a wrong direction along the way.
A beautifull display of the close quarter combat arts unfolded before the eyes off the spectators.
Darkrends son slashed away the hatred that filled his opponent and left behind only the positive emotions of him.
With this the battle ended and he was the strongest wizard of his year.
But soon after , during a competition for the gods favour with the race that Zephyr created that lived on a far far away planet , his beloved got killed by Zephyrs spawn.
Filling himself with hatred not unlike his opponent from before he lost himself.
Nobody was able to stop him as he destroyed the dimension he was trapped in.
Effort after effort from the humans was in vain as he was trapped inside his own hatred unable to see anything besides the hatred he was filled with.
After her son was unable to discern ally from foe Darkrend became enraged and the 3 moons in the night sky trembled , since that time the constelation of the laughing skull has still to make a apperance on the night sky again.
*Since then Darkrend the godess , that infused her subjects with the magic power they needed , has forsaken us.* I Clara thought.
As i was reminiscing about the story my mother told me the low thump of drums could be heared.
* Hmph. How unreasonable can the dark horde be , they will never storm this fortress.* I thought in a light manner before the full brunt off attack reached us.
I , Darkrend , the godess of the moons and the creator of the human race was laying flat on the rocky surface of the moon which i called my home.
Consisting of a grey rocky surface with green ore like veins tracing it at irregular intervalls i held a golden gem like crystal in my arms.
For a long time now i have been doing nothing then crying and sobbing at the loss i felt after my one and only son dis appeared.
Letting nothing distract me from my grieve i havent changed the position i am laying in for a felt eternity.
As a godess i didnt breath , didnt eat , didnt sleep and other functions of the human anatomy were also foreign to me.
I did nothing else then craddling the golden gem and brushing along its smooth surface.
Naturally a god or a godess would feel lonely from time to time as we couldnt wander the planes of our suspects without limitations , but after my son dissappeared my despair from being alone only multiplied.
Nothing would change for the rest of my life as i lived forever.
Nothing ... would ... change ...
Nothing ... change ...
" NOTHING WILL CHANGE " I shouted out my frustration.
Rubbing the gem something felt off.
* My imagination ... * i thought.
It felt warm and comfortable as it was pressed against me.
Tracing the lines of the facets the gem had with the back of my hand another weird feeling hit me.
* My imagination ...*
It was soft and a little squishy.
Now it even moved.
* I am going insane...*
Continuing to trace along the now soft edges off it i cried again.
" Uhmmm , Mum? Could you stop poking my eye please?" I heard a voice.
* Hahaha , i have gone nuts , not only am i a failure as a godess now i even hear voices.*
" Mum?"
Brushing my palm against the surface i continiued to sob.
" Zat iz my moutz Nan.( That is my mouth Mum.)"
* This is getting really disturbing ...*
" Stop patting my head , damnit. Im not a toy!" i heared a angry voice that made me feel nostalgic.
" Ahh now im hearing Iliyans voice. I definetly gone nuts... I'm such a failure ..."
Feeling a impact on my head i looked towards the arm that towered over me.
A searing pain ran through my forehead as if it was flicked with great force.
" Ouch that hurts you god damn stone since when can you grow an arm?!" I got angry.
" Stone what stone ? Has my mother gone mad? " The voice had a disgusted tone in it.
Stopping the patting i used my fingertips to feel what that thing was that grew and arm.
* Hmm weird this feels like hair. Uhh there is a hole? The outside of the hole is squishy and the insides wet. Whats that it pokes me when i touch it and feels rough... Wow now this feels hard but still squishy ... *
" ... What has happend while i was gone... A mother touches her own son in a weird way ... " The voice said in a scolding tone.
* Okay now something is definetly fishy here. Let me see.*
Rising from the rocky surface i was in a sitting position slowly very slowly my line of sight shifted down.
There was a head on the ground where the gem should be right now.
Red-blond hair , Sky blue eyes .
A half trimmed beard and 2 metal balls sticking out of his left earlob.
This face reminded me off something ... what was it again?
" Fancy meeting you here. But next time dont touch me allover it is inappropriate." The head had a happy ring in his voice.
" Who are you?" I asked.
" Oh NOOO. Call a medic someone she has gone Nuts." Came the disturbed voice out of the heads mouth.
" Listen now , even if i am not the beauty i once was i am still a godess could you stop mocking me? I had a hard time lately."
" Why did you have a hard time?" The head said in a surprised tone.
" My son will never return to me and his fiance died."
" Yeah a shame what happend to Ri , but everyone has to live on."
" Stop saying her name , you dont know any bit off what happend!" I accused the head.
" Well i would say i know more then you." It said jokingly.
" Who the heck do you think you are!" I became angry.
" Your son?" It asked me rather then answering my rethorical question.
* I looked closer at the head ... Ohh it wasnt only a head it also had a body attached to it so it was a he ... hmm this form looks definetly familiar.*
" Mum , everything allright?" He asked frightend.
" ... Ili...yan?"
" Yo mum long time no see."
" Iliyan?"
" Yes?"
" ILIYAN!!!"
I propelled myself forward and landed on my son i thought i would never see again.
Hugging and kissing his head i couldnt stop crying from the top of my lungs.
" 'Sniffle" this is so touching" i heard another familiar voice which i hadnt heard for a long time.
" Shut ... up ... you ... useless ... piece ... of ... rock" I brought out between sobs.
" Hahahaha" The moon that was my home started to laugh which felt like a earthquake of incredible magnitude hit us.
I , Iliyan , was hugged and kissed by my mother at the moment.
" Mom , you are hugging kissing and crying to much . Before you even touched me indecently STOP" I vented my anger.
" B..uu...tttttttt" She started.
Lifting my index finger infront of her face and giving her a scornfull look she shut up and stoped her crying.
" God you are a pain in the ass sometimes. We got buisness to take care off. Couldnt you even give me a few years off peace without troubling me?" I asked calmly.
" Trouble ? What trouble? " She had the guts to ask.
" You neglected your own race ... gave up on your dutys ... and the human race is about to go extinct." I stated.
" ..." She began to sob.
" Theres time to cry later. Now is time for action you got to give our people their magic back."
" Okay im going to right now!"
" Wait i need a favour first."
" What , you need another kiss from your mommy?" She tried to tease me.
" You know i think i should head back into the gem there atleast i had peace from my own mother." I talked to myself.
" You are a meanie ..." she started sobbing again.
Picturing a neutral magical circle i activated the burning purple rock to highlight the lines i needed to summon the flames every mage could summon.
" Mom, can you infuse me with some green spell power. I don't know how to handle this yet."
The flame , that was used for lighting candles , danced ontop of my finger in a Purplish color.
" ... W-W-WHERE IS HE?" My mother started to shout.
" Woooh , calm down there. He disappeared as he gave me this power."
" AHHH enough of that. Just infuse me with power i'll tell you later." I vented my anger.