The Visions of Darkness
Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 9:21 pm
"Rodan al'Ferran.. Never heard of him" said bartender at Serpents Hold inn. "Maybe you should ask from Britain. Thats where all those goodfolk stays." Thats what they told all over the worlds inn's to her. "This is ridiculous she thought. One place in the world where I cant go and there he must be. And he is supposed to be known person! Maybe I should smack him if I encounter." She didnt know why she was looking for this person. But she had to find him. No matter what. "Oh well, I have to sneak in to that city.."
Rodan was felt uneasy. He knew that it was after him again. He was foolish enough to think that it wouldnt come back to this realm where Rodan had won 2 times before. Why it just couldnt give up? Rodan had still so much to do. Vial of life didnt workout so he had to figure something else. Well it could have worked if he had more power but no mortal man can achieve so much power to handle the magical streams to be carried out to hold that vial in pieces and attaching magical powers too. He tried and died that day. His sheer willpower kept him falling into god realms. That was the first time when he fought dead and won! Shivers run trough Rodan's spine as the memory run trough his head. After that death herself kept chasing him. He fought 2nd time death in deserted island and their battle changed the landscape. Such was powers of Rodan and deaths pushed against eachother. That battle wasnt easy for Rodan. He felt necromantic for a while after that battle and it took months to recover his old powers back. Now Rodan knew that if it catches him, it could be the end of his tale on these lands.. Rodan put his diary away and went to bed. Maybe tomorrow he should move to new house again was his final thought before sleep took him..
Lightning pierced the skyes and rain fell heavily on the streets of Britain. It was really dark and people of Britain felt that it was no ordinary darkness. Even the drunkards who lived on the street fleed to local bars and taverns to spend their coins to expensive beers for their taste. Barkeepers werent too happy about this but they had some heart even to these drunkards to not to send them to streets where was something different in this night. Only Virtue Guards were out patrolling as usual and they sensed it too and they were really sharp and marched back and forward on the streets.
She arrived to Britain docks and felt it. Rodan was close. She was so exited about and her steps lead to her towards the second bank of Britain. She hold her anxiety and hided to shadows and avoided guards vision. Darkness gathered around her but she didnt notice it. It was part of her nature. She forgot her human side while sneaking towards her destination and stepped on the streets of Britain. No living soul would stand on her way now.. Another lighting roared on the skyes as she walked, almost floated to center of buildings where small houses were all around. She was the darkness now. She had been there when gods came and she would be the last one standing when the world would come to its end and all the living creatures ever lived had felt her cold kiss and been sent to eternity. She was death himself and she stopped by on the small house and entered in.
Rodan felt the terror. He woke up and grapped his staff which was leaning to wall. It is here! Nowhere to run, no time. He couldnt believe that she could find him so soon! He quickly gathered his powers to his reach. Last time Rodan was prepared and had been able to build his strenght beyond his normal limits. Now it was different. He stood infront of his bed as he felt darkness surround his house. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Death had found him. It was almost unreal feeling as always. No sounds from anywhere, only light was the candle on his table and it seemed to be weakening by the sheer atmosphere and darkness. Rodan's door opened slowly. And young woman came in with coldness and darkness so deep that even Dennac himself would be jealous. She wore the robe of pure darkness and hood was lowered that noone could see her eyes but everyone could feel their gaze. The gaze which reaps life like scythe at the fields. "So, you have found me" said Rodan with quiet voice which sounded like thunders to his own ears. "You are mine old wizard. Why do you resist. You only prolong the inetivable. Come now and I will promise you the last kiss. Not the scythe and painful passing. Come and be happy in my arms." Woman replied to Rodans words. Those words didnt echo around the room. They vanished as they were spoken but everything was heard clearly. "I have defeated you 2 times before and yet you still come. You are persistant. Maybe I should give in, but I have to get my wife back. You know I have sworn oath. I must continue!!" Rodan shouted while he gathered his powers to his palms. "Foolish of you. You will come with me" said woman and took step closer to Rodan.
Ancient words of power came from Rodan's mouth. They were no ordinary spells that any of the young mages today knows. Those were from the early times of earth when magic freely run trough the worlds. He rose with his words to the sky and death followed him. His words brought down the meteors towards the woman, lightnings so fast and large and full of fury of the nature rage left from his fingertips and flames burning white appeared around the woman. Missiles of pure energy and spells that bind time and banishing to other worlds appeared before his opponent. His voice was strong and power of magery run freely trough him. He summoned holy warriors to his side and horrors to cast their darkspells to his opponent. But she just smiled her coldsmile and continued towards Rodan. Every attack was only small obstacle to her.
Hours later Rodan fell on the ground. He was exhausted. And she knew it. Woman appeared besides Rodan and sat down and said: "Now, you will come with me" and her lips came closer to Rodans. "NO!" thought Rodan as the lips softly kissed him. He gathered his remaining powers to this one last clash of him and her. The world went dark..
Rodans body lied on the sand of unknown beach. There it was, like pile of seaweed thrown from the ocean and left to rot in the sun. Sun was shining and seagul flew around. "The corpse of Rodan al'Ferran.. I would have wanted to see that" said woman which had just appeared beside Rodan's body. "You clever old wizard. Throwing all your power to me on your deathbed. I dont know if it was your plan or just coincedence. I'll consider this as a draw but you will serve me. Rise now and dont disappoint me since you fought so hard" her voice almost sound sad but she had no feelings. She disappered like the wawe clashing to shore. Rodan opened his eyes and said: "I see the world through your eyes now. How I pity you, maiden of eternal darkness. But I will live now trough different eyes. Eyes of death you have given to me. And the grounds of dead are my playground now too. You have no power over me. Suzie, dont hate me now but I have grown stronger now. I will save you and bring back to me. This is my oath, this is my road. It has become dark and river of blood flows beside it but I will survive and get you back." Rodan stood up and stared to sun.
"Nox" the very first of the chants echoed trough the lands and darkened sun for a moment. The Visions of Darkness had began.
Rodan was felt uneasy. He knew that it was after him again. He was foolish enough to think that it wouldnt come back to this realm where Rodan had won 2 times before. Why it just couldnt give up? Rodan had still so much to do. Vial of life didnt workout so he had to figure something else. Well it could have worked if he had more power but no mortal man can achieve so much power to handle the magical streams to be carried out to hold that vial in pieces and attaching magical powers too. He tried and died that day. His sheer willpower kept him falling into god realms. That was the first time when he fought dead and won! Shivers run trough Rodan's spine as the memory run trough his head. After that death herself kept chasing him. He fought 2nd time death in deserted island and their battle changed the landscape. Such was powers of Rodan and deaths pushed against eachother. That battle wasnt easy for Rodan. He felt necromantic for a while after that battle and it took months to recover his old powers back. Now Rodan knew that if it catches him, it could be the end of his tale on these lands.. Rodan put his diary away and went to bed. Maybe tomorrow he should move to new house again was his final thought before sleep took him..
Lightning pierced the skyes and rain fell heavily on the streets of Britain. It was really dark and people of Britain felt that it was no ordinary darkness. Even the drunkards who lived on the street fleed to local bars and taverns to spend their coins to expensive beers for their taste. Barkeepers werent too happy about this but they had some heart even to these drunkards to not to send them to streets where was something different in this night. Only Virtue Guards were out patrolling as usual and they sensed it too and they were really sharp and marched back and forward on the streets.
She arrived to Britain docks and felt it. Rodan was close. She was so exited about and her steps lead to her towards the second bank of Britain. She hold her anxiety and hided to shadows and avoided guards vision. Darkness gathered around her but she didnt notice it. It was part of her nature. She forgot her human side while sneaking towards her destination and stepped on the streets of Britain. No living soul would stand on her way now.. Another lighting roared on the skyes as she walked, almost floated to center of buildings where small houses were all around. She was the darkness now. She had been there when gods came and she would be the last one standing when the world would come to its end and all the living creatures ever lived had felt her cold kiss and been sent to eternity. She was death himself and she stopped by on the small house and entered in.
Rodan felt the terror. He woke up and grapped his staff which was leaning to wall. It is here! Nowhere to run, no time. He couldnt believe that she could find him so soon! He quickly gathered his powers to his reach. Last time Rodan was prepared and had been able to build his strenght beyond his normal limits. Now it was different. He stood infront of his bed as he felt darkness surround his house. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Death had found him. It was almost unreal feeling as always. No sounds from anywhere, only light was the candle on his table and it seemed to be weakening by the sheer atmosphere and darkness. Rodan's door opened slowly. And young woman came in with coldness and darkness so deep that even Dennac himself would be jealous. She wore the robe of pure darkness and hood was lowered that noone could see her eyes but everyone could feel their gaze. The gaze which reaps life like scythe at the fields. "So, you have found me" said Rodan with quiet voice which sounded like thunders to his own ears. "You are mine old wizard. Why do you resist. You only prolong the inetivable. Come now and I will promise you the last kiss. Not the scythe and painful passing. Come and be happy in my arms." Woman replied to Rodans words. Those words didnt echo around the room. They vanished as they were spoken but everything was heard clearly. "I have defeated you 2 times before and yet you still come. You are persistant. Maybe I should give in, but I have to get my wife back. You know I have sworn oath. I must continue!!" Rodan shouted while he gathered his powers to his palms. "Foolish of you. You will come with me" said woman and took step closer to Rodan.
Ancient words of power came from Rodan's mouth. They were no ordinary spells that any of the young mages today knows. Those were from the early times of earth when magic freely run trough the worlds. He rose with his words to the sky and death followed him. His words brought down the meteors towards the woman, lightnings so fast and large and full of fury of the nature rage left from his fingertips and flames burning white appeared around the woman. Missiles of pure energy and spells that bind time and banishing to other worlds appeared before his opponent. His voice was strong and power of magery run freely trough him. He summoned holy warriors to his side and horrors to cast their darkspells to his opponent. But she just smiled her coldsmile and continued towards Rodan. Every attack was only small obstacle to her.
Hours later Rodan fell on the ground. He was exhausted. And she knew it. Woman appeared besides Rodan and sat down and said: "Now, you will come with me" and her lips came closer to Rodans. "NO!" thought Rodan as the lips softly kissed him. He gathered his remaining powers to this one last clash of him and her. The world went dark..
Rodans body lied on the sand of unknown beach. There it was, like pile of seaweed thrown from the ocean and left to rot in the sun. Sun was shining and seagul flew around. "The corpse of Rodan al'Ferran.. I would have wanted to see that" said woman which had just appeared beside Rodan's body. "You clever old wizard. Throwing all your power to me on your deathbed. I dont know if it was your plan or just coincedence. I'll consider this as a draw but you will serve me. Rise now and dont disappoint me since you fought so hard" her voice almost sound sad but she had no feelings. She disappered like the wawe clashing to shore. Rodan opened his eyes and said: "I see the world through your eyes now. How I pity you, maiden of eternal darkness. But I will live now trough different eyes. Eyes of death you have given to me. And the grounds of dead are my playground now too. You have no power over me. Suzie, dont hate me now but I have grown stronger now. I will save you and bring back to me. This is my oath, this is my road. It has become dark and river of blood flows beside it but I will survive and get you back." Rodan stood up and stared to sun.
"Nox" the very first of the chants echoed trough the lands and darkened sun for a moment. The Visions of Darkness had began.