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Kobhor

As the clash of swords echoed through the battlefield, Henry locked eyes with the enemy amidst the chaos. "Im gonna rush in!! Fuck the grim reaper, deaths door is the one i seek to open and i will not let you stop me from getting it's key" Henry declared, his voice carrying the weight of his immortal existence.

Celestine, standing by his side, Cover's her face on frustration. "As of now i dont even know who he is, he is cold and use harsh word at daily basis but when in battle he is a death maniac, And stop shouting when your gonna attack you dumb Cold grandpa!" Celestine teasingly and angrily said

Henry: "Shut up! And cut it with the nicknames i dont like it!, and im not a death maniac im an immortal dumbass!!

Kimish: "Oh another loveby dovey quarrel huh? Well shut it! You ice zombie and loud love goddess!!"

Henry: "I said dont make ridiculous nicknames!!" Henry clenched his fist in annoyance

340 years before everything began, tragedy loomed in everyday life, where death itself had become an everyday routine......

Kobhor, a country that exceeds in wealth and bathes in luxury, a country full of nobility, hundreds of gigantic buildings in sight, and happy citizens. However the country harbors a deep secret that results in their luxury, making other countries covet it resulting in unnecessary war."

The king of Kobhor, Alexander Grum Pier Kobhor III, the highest of nobles, sits on his throne. "Is the preparation complete, Paladin?" The paladin bows down in the presence of his king. "My king, the preparation for the ritual is almost complete. We just need the power of our artifact, and we can finally achieve our goal. "The king gives orders to the paladin. 'I give you permission to get the artifact. Go and give it immediately to the archmages. Now, dismissed!" The paladin stands up elegantly. As you command, my king. I, Gabriel Ruthder shall execute your will without falter.

At the Citadel of the Archmages:

The king has given me his command. Archmages, I present to you the revered artifact of our nation: the Artifact of the Godly Gold, the *Golden Hands of King Midas* The king has granted you the privilege to use this powerful relic, passed down through generations of the royal family. Failure is not an option! Should you falter, the only acceptable fate is that I, the Paladin of the King, shall take your heads!

The archmages draw a magic circle in the floor and place the artifact in the middle, the archmages recite an incantation "vier, kru, tran, aste,dil. We call upon the Tyrant ruler in the dark ages, Artifact release Reign of the celestial gold" Suddenly every material thing in the room turn's into gold and a smoke appear in the middle of the magic circle

"We bow down to the demon of the royal family, we glady welcome the most powerful and the most wealthy in all of the 7 realms, The gold demon Midas, King of the demonic goblin's, we offer our life's to serve the gold"

A figure appear amidst the smoke, A demon with 4 golden wings and a golden horn, full of gold accessories in his whole body

'"Very well, now enjoy my gift's for you my children's but before that take me to your arrogant king, i shall let him know a very bad prophecy"

"King Alexander, im glad to meet you once again, the almighty oracle has bestowed me a miserable prophecy that will happened upon your land, im here to help you conquer it"

The king is curious on the prophecy and also shock. 'Oh how generous of you gold demon i shall thank you with all of my heart for you being concerned on the country you always protect, now what is this horrible prophecy you mention?'

"A catastrophe will fall upon you and the whole country, the neighbouring countries jealousy will increase and a war will wage you shall increase the numbers of your warriors and be ready for a bloody war. Many will die but many can also be save, its all in your hand Alexander."