Hidden from most if not all eyes, lies the full prophecy that lies within the village.The prophecy of someday the village will become influenced by a warrior of a dark heart seeking nothing but, to further their goals by having the village under their thumb and the only thing that could even be capable of destroying this monster is the person of prophecy, those of crimson eyes and gray skin
This person will work to conceal their identity and actions but the one way to identify this person is with their eyes of violet-Many years ago-
"Ready yourselves!"
Zayfur shouts pointing a spear at a large group of soldiers as he faces the backs of more soldiers facing them ready to charge at each other. Zayfur is able to see two others behind the other battalion in similar positions as himself they aim their arm and weapons back at him as they shout and Zayfur as well at the same time
"Charge!!"
Both sides charge at each other looking to tear into each other. Zayfur charges into the battle by his allies and begins striking several of them down with his lance and crossbow with quick speed he looks back to see the other two from afar tearing into their own allies destroying them with fire and pillars sprouting from the earth. Within quick time over a hundred soldiers from both sides lay dead on the ground as Zayfur wipes the blood off his face and his spear as he goes to meet the other two. Before him stand a man and a woman "You look well Zayfur." says the woman "Syph Adow, Nyla Ashen."he responds in a welcoming tone, Nyla smiles "Actually its going to be Nyla Adow when we get home." Syph sighs "He doesn't care, he just wants what we were all promised by that demon." Zayfur nods "Precisely." he says. Nyla perks up continuing to smirk "Sooo, you fellas ready to lie to our kingdoms?" Zayfur nods "I've been ready, surely this shall shatter the final pillar of Zothus' foundation and destroy the kingdom." Syph chuckles at the statement "Going all out are we?, sounds like fun but we just want the power that was promised to us." Zayfur hooks his crossbow onto his belt "Well that's fine for you given Ultia actually has a strong leader, my village won't be able to survive with king caught up in morality." Nyla shrugs "Whatever suits you I guess." silence fills the bloodstained field. Zayfur rests his spear on his shoulder "This is farewell then." Syph scratches his head "S'pose it is huh, alright see ya then." Nyla waves at Zayfur as she walks with Syph "Byee Zayfurr!!" after parting words they go back to their kingdoms to feed the leaders lies on who won and the results, Zayfur saying they won but lost too many and Syph with Nyla reporting they triumphantly won despite losing so many, having lost to many the king of Zothus surrenders and disbands the kingdom making it free land.
-Many years later-
Zayfur walking over to his wife's bedside where she has been getting treatment at he looks down with remorse "I'm so sorry dear." he says Zenalia coughs and looks back at her husband with anger "D-damn you." Zayfur shakes his head "I'm sorry but this was necessary, you knew too much and I couldn't let you go protecting a monster." Zenalia becomes angrier "He is no monster, he is your son and in case you forgot, the children are still here!" Zayfur pulls out a vial with a murky green coloured liquid in it "I can at least try to break the monster with your 'sickness'." Zenalia coughs again as she continues to stare down Zayfur "No matter how much you hate him he's still your son." Zayfur cracks his neck as he looks back to her "A mistake I plan to correct in time, I've been watching him and it's only a matter of when." he says as he grins. Zenalia grits her teeth before he comes closer "You will be stopped Zafu-" she is interrupted as Zayfur swifly grabs her and forces her to drink the vial "I grow tired of this idle chatter dear, its time for you to rest." Zenalia begins to shake and cough violent as her eyes lose colour and suddenly stops moving laying there lifeless.
-Several years later-
Zayfur pulls a spear out Syl Ramsey's abdomen, the leader of village's abdomen. "Its nothing personal Syl, the demon tricked me and now I've got a threat to deal with." he says as the man's body drops dead to the floor as he drags the body further into the cave along with several other bodies, several families that lay in the cave. Zayfur wipes the blood of his spear "Yes the perfect plan after all, this is the monster's cave where he chooses to do whatever it is he does in here all day." Zayfur snickers which builds into cackling "Oh Zenalia, the last man that could stop me is now dead, nothing stands in my way for me and my daughter's perfect future."
-Present day-
"That gray skinned monster I called a son did all of what I just showed you, and I am not the only one who was witnessed him enter that cave!" Zayfur shouts to everyone in the village surrounding him as he looks around seeing everyone with anger and disbelief in their faces. "We shall not let this monster have his way, grab what you need because we are ending this today!" he says as he thrusts his crossbow into the air. After about an hour Zayfur marches to his home with the entire village following him holding mainly spears and torches. As the mob finally arrives at his home, Zayfur grins as he approaches the door and kicks it open and aims his crossbow at his son
"There he is, the monster who killed those innocent people!"
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Fallen
FantasyBorn by prophecy, live by circumstance, the life a red eyed assimar named Xenith Laytun'Farr had been put into until it all went spiraling down