The Fall and Rise of the Last Talisman.

Chapter 1: Ruin, Brutality, Agony.

He stood behind the door, unable to comprehend it's contents. It was tall, stable and able to speak. However, it wasn't just that, it was worse than it looked. Something was happening and nothing good would come out of it.

Wings of an angel break from the window. It was a conspirator and a friend of his; putting his hand forward towards the Young caped traveler. He seemed prepared to know what he was getting himself into when he attempted to take off his cape. The friend spoke, he cleared his throat first before he began to talk.

"So, how long will you hide from your problems? Afraid that the people who have ruined you, have won? You think that because you've hidden yourself within the entire world; that makes you absolutely untraceable, unable to be detected by anyone? That cape is a mask. Hiding who you are from everyone, isn't going to make all of the problems disappear. You must accept yourself and stop running away. The time of hiding is over and it's time for you to come out and accept those obstacles and find a way around them. Enemies will be enemies, however you can't change them, no matter how much you try. They have their own mind; you have your own. You have no power against them, so maybe you should learn to fight back, but with logic and knowledge. Are you okay with how things are, or do you want to change your destiny? Don't be afraid anymore. Fight back and we'll help you alongside your mission. What are friends for, mate?"

The friend spoke true words towards the cape individual. His cape flowed in many different directions, which showed the emotion of how the cape was feeling in this world, capes had emotions it least. The caped individual spoke, it didn't seem like he was interested in what they had to say to him, so he spoke, regardless of how he was feeling at the current moment.

"I've hidden myself within this world for a long time. Hatred leaks through this world like lava, kindness becomes less and less relevant through the years. So, if what you're saying is true, and you want me to move on. What is stopping you from worrying about what happens in your lives? Why bother trying to help me? I'm nothing, this world wants nothing to do with me, my family refuses to see me, and my girlfriend doesn't love me anymore."

The conspirator decided to speak a few words to him. He started to speak, he tried to consider his words and did his best to convey his message to the cape individual. "So, what if you did some bad in this world? That shouldn't stop you from bettering yourself. You can't live in a world where others spit and hate on whatever you have to say, you're more human than you think, and kind people usually are the ones who have to deal with the hate. Maybe for now, try to look at it this way. You have been stressed out. Decisions come in all harsh sizes, that shouldn't stop you from continuing on with your life. It's tough. You need strength and that's what we will provide for you. You're not alone in this Journey, you have us. So, don't throw your life away, because there are more precious things to preserve. Worrying about being attacked and feeling vulnerable most of the time isn't healthy."

"Jumu." The cape individual spoke. "That is my name, I'll listen to you, for now."

The friend grabbed a heavy and excruciating mace from 10 inches away. Swinging it, right, left, up and down. He seemed in shape to carry it and control it the best he could. Swordsmen and mages appear near the central fountain, around four to five men surround the three of them. Jumu goes on a offensive position, readying for any on-coming attacks that may hurt or bruise him in the process, he focuses on the enemy's numbers and groups to see if he can hold them off the best he can. "Hmph, it won't matter how many numbers you end up bringing. I'm going to still end up killing most of you; so you can continue to bring as many as possible to try and kill me. It won't do anything. You're so desperate to take me down, so desperate to erase me, yet for some reason, you aren't able to do that correctly."

"The name's Gold!" The conspirator yelled out. "It doesn't seem to feel fair that you have to get your butt kicked from these guys. Let's see what else these people of wasted space have in store for you, at least now you don't have to fight them alone like you've always been doing from the start. Jumu smiling for a moment chuckled and couldn't help but feel happiness from his comment as it hit close to home, which is what his brother used to say to him after Jumu always did stuff on his own without any help from any outside sources or connections. "Maybe, I have been a prisoner of my own mistakes and I didn't see what was going on; I see that now and I may make more mistakes going forward, but with the help of all of you on my side we're united in Life, Destiny and Friendship. It's time we show everyone what we're truly made of once and for all!"

The sheer amount of power on the friend changed to Red and he put his blade towards Jumu and Gold. "The name is Silver; I cannot afford to have you two leaving this Timeline without a proper fight." Taking out his Excalibur, swinging it up and down in which he did seem to have a good handle on the weapon that he was using from the looks of it. Using his fingers, he ended up releasing a lot of intense magic onto the sword's body and before you know it, flames and tiny sparks of lighting resonated within the blade's exterior. It was something no one has seen before, not in a million years.

Jumu could feel this person wasn't joking nor was he playing a fool. He knew what he was trying to do, and he would take whatever opportunity that was open to him, to make sure it was completed one way or another.

"You speak of justice; however I don't think you're ready to be able to do the jobs of one who kills others for the sake of taking orders from other people. You think that makes you a hero? You think that will get you more respect among the entire world or even the kingdoms? Don't be ridiculous, you aren't stupid nor are you dumb so quit the charade and start thinking of yourself for once!"

Silver let out a laugh. His red eyes went straight towards Jumu's and Gold's faces. It didn't seem like he wanted to negotiate towards something peaceful. "Are you deaf or what? You think I care about whatever happens to me? Don't make laugh, you pieces of shit. All I want is to make sure your goals don't reach. What better way to do that then ending your lives? A wonderful opportunity, don't you think? Gold didn't like what he was hearing. Moving his hands in his pockets, he grabbed some lighter fluid and splashed it onto his weapon and a flash of bright red light incinerated the blade making it deadlier now. Jumu saw this and backed away a few inches and started to see what was going on from a far.