Andrew entering his kings chambers, with Chris behind him. Francis disappeared, not with the two. Walking to the huge bed Andrew sits on its edge, Chris sitting next to him. The two just staring around the room, intrigued by how big it was, the biggest they have seen. Pictures on the wall, pictures of the past kings and just that. Golden cloth covered the bed, they were literally sleeping on gold. Gold trimmings lined the uper walls. A solider walking into the room, the men wearing golden metal like material. The metal not really heavy. Strong and durable light armor. Also enhanced with the mans aura increasing its defensive ability. The man walking into facing both Andrew and Chris.
"My new king come this way, and bring our new General Commander as well." He spoke and bowed respectively.
Andrew and Chris both stood up, watching the new male closely. Then following what he asked. Both of them leaving the room, the other person walking behind them and shutting the door.
"So where are we going and what's your name?" Andrew asked. Still walking with Chris. Walking down the long hall way, as they both walk stone filled the halls, as if the stone was alive and making its way towards them.
"Just keep walking straight I'm behind you, oh my names Vincent of the stone."
The stone that looked alive reached the two, Andrew and Chris started to be covered in stone. The feet first, covering their feet in the matter of a split second. They couldn't move, their feet were now in the floor. Andrew, waving his hand as if the stone would release but they wasn't the case. The stone now slowly creeping up their body.
"If you two can't esacpe this simple trick, you are not worthy of the titles you're about to receive. Just out of the hall and into the room just twenty feet ahead. If you two can make it there, I will bow too you."
Chris, let out a small chuckle. Tapping the stone that was creeping up his leg. The tap cracked the stone, sending a pulse of his.aura through the stone making it crack. It broke off of him, he was free now. Andrew still being covered in stone. The stone reaching his midsection, if a couple more minutes go by he will be nothing but a stone statue. Chris watched his brother start to turn to stone. Before completion the stone up to the neck of Andrew; Chris tapped the Stone. It crumbled as he tapped it. Andrew standing in shock, Francis smiled a bit.
"I think we have the wrong king, I believe Chris deserves that title." Francis said as his voice escaped his lips as if he was throwing it in Andrews face.
Three more guards enter the hallway from the destination where Andrew and Chris we're heading. They all bowed to Chris, even Francis did.
"All hail our new ruler, the Mighty Golden clan king."
Chris looked around as if he couldn't believe it. Andrew frowned and ended up getting a bit upset. Walking forward into the door with chris behind him. The two entering the new room, they walked into the middle. Looking around was Chris still I'm shock about him being chosen then Andrew his brother who was destined to rule. Francis, picking up the nexus, and crown. Placing the crown on Chris's head and handing him the portable nexus that was a small stone like object that's translucent. Chris placing the nexus in his pocket smiling, happy he was now in charge of something for once.
"Andrew my brother, I now Pronounce you General Commander of the Golden Clan."
Andrew bowed in respect.
"Thank you my brother, I humbly accept."
Though he was very agitated. At the same time he was also happy for his younger brother. The gaurd Francis, hands Andrew a golden sword, one like the one he used to train with. The blade was golden, but had a green tint on the edge of the blade. The handle was wrapped in white cloth with a green tint as well.
"As second in command you will weild the mighty sword of the clan. Rämes. The sword of events. Meaning with this sword you now posses you can change events up to will, only ones that pertain to now or future. Can't change the pest that's set in stone."
Andrew taking the sword and placing it in his sheath that was always on his back. He left the room, leaving just Chris and Francis. Walking back down the hall way slamming his fist against the wall, cracking it a bit. His aura flaring up. Like a small sloar storm around him. His mind racing, being like this was never idle for him. Though the path he was supposed to take now ruined.
"Why me, always me."
He screamed, echoing through the hall his voice carried. Using his power of teleportation he left.
"I'm going to find myself a master."
He left his responsibility of being general commander and his brother. He will return, that was for sure but right now his new path was to become stronger maybe even more disciplined.
He thought in his head, "I also have to save Roman." Leaving the village of Xenix. He headed deep within the forest of hallows. The forest also of despair was its other name. Entering this forest, caused even the greatest of people too their knees.
"My new road starts now...."
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Golden warrior
Fantasíathere are twelve branches of magic groups, all sorted in colors. but the top three are gold,silver and black. this is the first story about the Auras.