The new world

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3 Millenia ago a fierce fight broke out, but not a fight between humans. A fight between spirits. The dark ones and the ancient ones were once at peace, but Vondi ruined that peace. Vondi bribed,
blackmailed and tortured people to come to his side. To fight for land, glory and victory. From that day forward the ancient ones and the dark ones fought, and fought. The battles were fierce, many spirits died. The dark ones would not stop until they got what they wanted, death of the ancient ones. They fought with all they had each day and night. The humans couldn't see what was happening, but the land suffered. The more land the dark ones took the land would become a wasteland. All life forms would wither away into nothingness, the ground would have cracks in it like it was dying. The land the ancient ones took would flourish with life. The humans would flock over to the land, leaving a dead wasteland behind, not even caring about it. The chaos soon spread all around the world only a fraction of land was left for the ancient ones. So one of the ancient ones crept out of their home and snuck behind the enemies line. He crept into  the corridor which was the path to Vondi's throne room. The walls were damp and mouldy, covered in the blood of any poor person who stumbled upon the horrid place. The ancient one crept across the floor, quietly and swiftly, trying not to make a sound. Otherwise The dark ones would come after him trying everything to end him. He snuck into Vondi's throne room, there it was the answer to all of their problems. The spirit dashed for the objects,grasping it in its hands. The object squirmed trying to get free, as they were at the border line the object screamed out a cry. It rung through all of the corridors and rooms, then they all came like a full on flood. They attacked with all they had. The spirit threw the object across the border line so no one could touch it. The thing screamed when it hit the ground, like it had emotions. Then all you could hear was the scream of someone who just got tortured then died. A party was sent out to find the spirit, when they came to the border line they saw an object wrapped in cloth. There the spirits was on the edge of the border line. He looked as if his worst nightmare was layed right out  in front of him. A cut ran from his shoulder to his torso, blood ran down his body,thick and red. He had millions of bruises all over his body. There was no way to heal him, he was tortured so bad  that the dark ones left him to die. They carried the dead body into the lake he then was given to the court of fate to decide what to do with him.  The object laid in Gladurs  arms , he thought what was so precious to  Vondi that he would send his whole army after it. So he made the decision to lock the object into a sungem cave so that then the object couldn't draw any more power. From that day on the dark ones attacked with all they had trying to end another ancient one.  They couldn't hold them off, no not with out help. Then another fell a black magic arrow right to the heart. The defends got weakened they had to all stand strong. They couldn't defeat them no not alone. 

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