A group of friends broken because of the consequences of one's actions and the implications. The consequences affected the lives of the group. What would happen with a chance meeting resulting in the one responsible of the broken group current selve...
A group of 4 from the hero faction was making their way through the castle of the dark lord. The group consisted of two swordsmen, a paladin and a mage. The paladin was wearing thick heavy white armour, black hair and brown eyes, in his right hand, he has a spear and a massive shield on his back.
Paladin: We are getting close to the source of the dark energy.
The mage was the only female of the group, she wore purple mage robes with silver accents. With long white hair tied into a high ponytail, she also has green eyes. The mage walked up to the Paladin with her grimoire floating next to her.
Mage: So that means we are getting close to the where the Dark Lord is.
One of the 2 swordsmen, gained a determined look, the Paladin puts his hand on the swordsman shoulder.
Paladin: Don't worry, we will confront the Dark Lord and gets the answers you want, then we will defeat him for the glory of the hero faction.
Mage: That even if the Dark Lord even knows what we are referring to.
Swordsman: He must, my beloved want to face him, and never came back, so he must know!
As the three talked amongst themselves the leader of the group. He was a descendant of the knight of the round table Mordred, and the strongest demon sword user Mordred
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The group was made to take on the Dark Lord, each member of the group has trained to fight the Dark Lord. The group has continued walking down the hallway until they stopped at a large double door, the group then mentally prepare themselves.
Mordred: Are you lot ready.
Paladin: Yes, I'm ready to strike down the Dark Lord with my holy spear.
Mage: I'm ready, I will provide long range spells as well as healing and defensive spells.
Swordsman: I'm ready to get my answer then I will claim the Dark Lord's heart.
Mordred: Good, now once we past these door, the Dark Lord will be waiting for us.
Suddenly without anyone touching them, the doors opened. The Paladin grabbed his shield, the mage opened her grimoire, the group walked into the Dark lords throne room, the room was large with an open area before the throne. The tainted glass windows let in the moonlight, but that wasn't the only source of light, there was candles along the walls producing blue fire. The group looked to see the person they were looking for.
The Dark Lord (Y/n) sat on his throne he looked at the group with a cold nonchalant expression while resting his head on one of his hands as the other was over the side of the throne.
(Y/n): About time, you four got here, honestly you four are 4 minutes later than I originally thought.
