Fire, blood, destruction.
Anotia was in ruins.
The once serene Temple of the Light had been completely obliterated under an evil spell cast by the Dark Phantom, the strongest magician alive.
The Holy Priests, who worship the Goddess of Light, are forced closer and closer to the gaping chasm by the dark minions, and their Shield of Light is glowing ever so dimmer.
On the other side of the battlefield, Dark Phantom had also noticed the little ring of Holy Priests, huddled up within their protective shield. He frowned, raised his wand and chanted:
~May blood wash atone your sins~
~Spell of Darkness ※ Blood Burst~
A huge surge of dark red aura rushed towards the Holy Priests, sweeping across the battlefield, decimating everything in its path.
Within seconds, the spell was upon them.
Their Shield of Light flickered hopelessly under the force of the blast, unable to support itself any longer.
And then, it vanished, and the group of Holy Priests were engulfed.
With a triumphant roar, Dark Phantom disappeared from the battlefield in a flash of purple light, and the minions retreated with him.
But, they missed one thing.
In the place where the Holy Priests last stood, something was glowing.
Something with the potential to destroy Dark Phantom, for once and for all...
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The Death Star
AdventureDarkness had befallen Anotia. The Gates of Oblivion had been opened and the Dark Phantom roamed the land. There's only one hope to restore order to the world. One single object. The Death Star. This is my first attempt at trying to write a story. Be...
