Army of the Damned

CHAPTER 5

A few miles out on the outskirts of the city, the Sword Saint stands in an open plain. The winds blowing Northward, headed to the skylines of the metropolis. She squinted her eyes and could notice shadowy humanoids standing around the city.

Six Great Mages then lower themselves from the skies and approach her. With the voice of a middle aged man, the Great Mage speaks to her with a trembling applause of angels as his tone was power itself, his voice, the very reason of the world.

"You can see it too, don't you? The Watchers..."

"It has been done Sword Saint. You may rest easy knowing that they won't be a problem for a long time. Though the other guilds with modern weaponry might become a problem for the people of this strange land. Your vision did say only they would be the ones out for blood."

"By that time they awaken, I shall have a great army that will take all of them on. For now, I must return to Breznick and report to the King. Watch over the other guilds. I'll keep helping you mages but you must make sure the underground society of Dark World VR, with all its fancy tech doesn't go overboard. Eldwood had not sent the signal for the Men of the Woods to make their move. We might've saved ourselves."

"Of course, these kids and teenagers controlling tanks, destroyers and planes would make anyone fear them, most of all the unsuspecting people of this strange world we're in. The Mage's Association will still put itself in Neutrality alongside the Shine Guards. We will not move until we've been forced to do so. Many more are teleporting in as we speak, much is needed to be done."

"Do you think you're that smart? We know you've been tapping into our chats through the use of magic. The God of this World had spoken to me, showed its face, and touched me. Eldwood was to come at this day and time. The wheel of fortune has started, the time is nigh for the world."

"Ehehehehe, such an interesting thing. A world where Gods truly and conclusively exist. This will make the Churches and the Kings of this land's rule as true and divine. I wonder... how will we carve ourselves out to this foreign land?" The Great Mage in his great white robe didn't show his face to the Sword Saint, merely speaking in a distance behind her. "In this world, our power, the wisdom and intelligence our avatars hold had become real, I am now far more mature than I could ever hope to be. I hope you made the right decision."

"Humu. But since you already know the dirtiest part of the community, most of all the Men of the Woods and I assume you know about the League of Modern Guilds. They are as machined as the tanks and planes they've built. Unless the Signal was sent by Eldwood to start their siege of the Dark Continent. They won't move. This should at least give them a chance to understand the world has changed. WE have changed."

"Oh why of course we know about them... in truth, the Mage's Association is also in on them. The use of modern methods helps us a lot in experiments concerning the new game Metas and strats. But now, it's all for life and death. At this moment, I've sent my best and brightest to test out the Altars and how Respawn works."

"Please, keep an eye out for them. This world, the Gods, and its many hands. It dragged us here for a specific and open reason. I have a call now." She turns to the barren open plains as the ocean that was supposed to be at the City's port has now changed to a large lake that leads to a river that enters the center of a scenic mountain valley. "It wants me to join a party, a party of chosen people."

"Then, I wish you good luck, Sword Saint. This world is new to all of us, we've all set to fully grasp what happened to us. Some are scared, some celebrate, some accept the situation." The Mages instantly teleported themselves out of the area. The Sword Saint turns around in her background, the frozen skyline of the city and the lake itself had turned into a perfect flat icy ground.