In the far land of Asxairo, off the distant ruins of the Rovien Sea lives a damnation to the kingdoms. She is something beyond the great bounds of the ancestors and the Gods. She is an unstoppable force and she has a mission to complete.
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The Kingdom of Serius was beginning to wake up, the sky brightening with hues of gray and sprinkles or red when Castrin Madarlon led Onyx and Alesandria up the windy stairs into the outside world.
Cobwebs aligned the walls of the walls as they were led up the stairs, the wooden door meeting their eyes as their footsteps scuffed against the walls. Ancient symbols carved out of gold decorated the aging wood, glinting as Castrin opened the door.
Gently, he held the door open for the two women, holding his breath as they brushed past him. The door slipped out of his grip and slammed shut, the sound vibrating into the early morning space.
"So where do we start walking now?" Alesandria asked in a hushed tone, her pale fingers curling around the material of her dress, the black dress dangling from her fragile shoulders. Onyx turned her attention to him, golden eyes narrowing into thinning slits as she glared.
A hum came from his lips followed by a frown. He rolled his eyes, pushing his fingers through his hair, starry eyes straying up the sky of Serius, tracing the curves of the numerous houses and the structure of the fountains. Normally, even in the lightening of the morning sky, mortals wouldn't be able to see past the few houses in front of them.
But with Castrin, his immortal senses were heightened, his eyes able to see further than he already needed. He could see the crystal waves crash on the sandy shores of the beaches and the overgrowth of grass twining into grass that circled around tree bark in the forest.
He could hear the crackling of a beach fire dying into the dry sand, the cries of a mighty exotic bird rising up into the sky as it flapped its wings and the water droplets that fell the floors of the forest.
And beyond that, way beyond that, he could see the great mountains that surrounded the kingdom, creeks and rivers winding their way up and down the stone paths carved into the protectors of the earth for them. His own eyes could make out the curve of the Erabon mountains, its carved peak glistening in the morning sun.
A beautiful monster that was carved from destruction and tamed by nature. A monster that always provided shelter for the immortal species of all kinds, its magical barrier banishing mortal human being from penetrating through its thick walls.
"Yeah, where do we start walking since you are too busy gazing up into the sky like the answer is written across the clouds." The gritty yet impatient voice of Onyx pulled him out of his daze, nudging him as his attention strayed back to the girls in front of him.
"You know I don't have to bring you along" he snarled at her, taking two steps in front of the Mind Siphon. "I could just whisk Alesandria to the Erabon Mountains and leave you to rot right here."
