"You all come together from being separate beings, to being one in our union..." Achillean spoke among every single soldiers known in the union, magnorites next to humans, felinas next to Ardoni, Ender Knights flying on dragons above.
"We all know the risk and the cost of warfare, but we fight despite those risks. We stand not only to avenge the fallen, but to secure the future of Ardonia, Union! March!" Achillean yelled, marching towards Mt. Velgrin, the starting point of the Nether and the Voltaris.
Achillean peeked his head over the hill the union marched on, he saw hundreds of thousands, if not millions of soldiers. The Dragons roared next to him, flying above the mound. Achillean signaled his army to halt, everyone waited as he stood up and made his presence known.
"Voltaris... Nether Armies. My name is Achillean Nestoris." Achillean yelled, taking his staff out and sticking it into the ground.
"You must be the Tidesinger I've heard so much about." Pythus yelled, standing in the back of their armies Chronos stood next to the Deathsinger, all of them cowardly hiding behind their armies.
"I am indeed, my forces and I have trained day and night to defeat the threat you oppose us with." Achillean yelled, Chronos and Ingressus stepped forward.
"Don't make us laugh, we have defeated many resistances around Ardonia... yours will only be the last to fall." Chronos yelled, raising his Sword of the Nether.
"This is no resistance..." Achillean raised his staff and struck it down.
"This is a Union!" He said, the entire army, a mile long, rose next to him. The dragons roared as Thalleous and Zulius stood at the Tidesinger's sides.
"I never thought we'd be at other ends of a war, brother!" Ingressus yelled from across his army, Chronos looked at him in surprise, but Achillean looked at him in sorrow. That sorrow turned to anger.
"You caused that when you murdered the Masters... Deathsinger." Achillean said, this took Ingressus aback. He never thought his brother would feel such hate towards him.
"Then let us determine how well your union fends against the might of the Nether!" King Chronos yelled, raising his sword, The Nether armies and the Voltaris readied themselves, Achillean raised his staff.
"Challengers, Union, Give them everything you've got!" Achillean yelled, everyone charged into battle. Ears were flooded by the sound of hundreds of thousands of different species running to fight the final battle of the war. Varek and Hadion stood on the sidelines, the Nether Royal family disbanded and went to fight in the war.
"What did you mean by brother?" Chronos asked amidst running alongside Ingressus to join the fight.
"It's a long story, he's no brother of mine, not anymore." Ingressus said as he struck down a felina.
Hadion and Varek walked along the side of the battle, looking for someone to challenge them. Varek had pride and confidence on his face, while Hadion looked worried.
"What's the trouble, brother?" Varek asked, Hadion was usually the prideful and confident while Varek tried to be the reasonable half, mainly failing to because he was also very overconfident. Right now it was the opposite.
"It's just... I don't know, the Nether are very powerful and we haven't exactly trained against actual foes, like what happened with Uron." Hadion said, Varek looked down and saw the reason in Hadion's voice. An arrow flew by their heads.
"We aren't even paying attention and you missed." Hadion said, shooting an aggroshock at the skeleton that fired the arrow.
"Ha! See that's the confidence I want to hear! The Nether have faltered many times before we were even born, brother. This will be no different!" Varek reassured him, Hadion toughened up.
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The Great War
ActionA story describing The Great War, the formation of the Challengers, and the origins of some characters. Important: All characters (other than Varek) belong to Black Plasma Studios Heroes aren't born, they're made. The Nether has attacked and destroy...