The Ancients: An Untold Story

Chapter 1

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In the state of Zanarkand lied a peaceful village called Exavior but that all changed when one day a great darkness swelled over the land; the darkness brought by strange creatures from a distant universe. These strange creatures didn't come peacefully, they slaughtered anyone who opposed them, and took over many villages. These creatures, what most people called them, are ancients that created man, elves, dwarfs, and fairies. These ancients came back because of a corrupted ancient named Malichai. The ancients heard of a prophecy that one day the life forms they once created thousands of years ago will destroy them. But none of the Ancients believed in this because they thought it was made up and that who they created will never come to be as advanced as their creators. Except Malichai did not want for this to come true, he had a plan that will eventually lead to his success. Hence the days of darkness began, and it was up to an unlikely hero, Zarvok, to destroy the corrupted ancients, if the rebels failed to do so. During this time though the ancients wiped out most of the population of the dwarves and elves, next they were going to wipe out mankind.

The Elves, Fairies, and the Ancients heard of a prophecy that a man, elf, or a dwarf will one day save the world from destruction. But man has never heard of such prophecy. Sadly they all have a different prophecy for each, the Elves know that a man will save the world but had no names, who, or how only that a man will save the world. This does not come lightly the Elves did not like man they thought they were selfish, ungallant, liars, and just unworthy to trust and they do not think this man alone will save the world. The Fairies heard that a man would see a fairy and that fairy had to help the new found hero. Fairies did not have faith in this prophecy because a man has not seen a fairy in centuries.

Exavior was a small village; people who lived there did not treat outsiders kindly, unless they were there to help in dire needs. Exavior was a village where they had few sandstorms but when they do hit, Exavior takes exclusive damage and sometimes a few killed or injured. The village was located in the middle of a small desert. The ancestors made a town there because they wanted to get away from other civilizations.

The rebels did not last long in this war they had to fall back to fight and live another day. Most of the people of Zanarkand went into hiding, only a handful of people walked the streets. One of the people that roamed the streets of Exavior was Zarvok, he was an exhilarating child growing up, but when he was thirteen, his parents got killed, he left town and no one has heard from him since. Zarvok was not a savior type guy he was always shunned from town to town when he ran away from Exavior, Zarvok was always getting beat up until an old man came up to him and helped him after he got knocked down and taught him the ways of the sword. The old man was very wise he told Zarvok that you cannot vanquish evil only create it but you can try to and if you try you must get help in this world. When the old man died Zarvok left the city with knowledge of being wise and the ways of the sword. Zarvok always thought that he was made for an altered universe; he had no idea how his life was going to change. He hasn't been in Exavior for ten years, and when he came to Exavior he came back to a deserted village.

"Anyone their!?" I yelled "Hmm. It's been ten years since I have returned to Exavior. Why did I return here when the darkness came, why did I come here?" I was thinking. "Oh yes to investigate since I have nothing other to do. So the people here are either dead or hiding."

"Drop your weapon or die and explain yourself here!" someone yelled at me.

"Okay my sword is on the ground. I ran away from here ten years ago, when my parents got killed. And now I am returning home to investigate because I heard that here is where some type of creatures was when they invaded."

"Zarvok?"

"Who are you rebels?" I asked the men.

"You don't remember your own friend... wow!" the man replied.

"Billy, John, uh Justin?"

"There you go." Justin told me.

"Look it's been ten years a lot has happened-"

"Yes a lot has happened I'm in command of the rebels here in Exavior." My old friend interrupted me.

"Can we talk about this later and go to a hiding spot so we don't get killed?"

"Fine but if I let you in our hideout and you leave don't come back! I will tell what has happened in the past ten years if you tell me your story."

"Deal! Let's get out of here"