The History Of The Dreaded

Prologue

14 years ago

It was a cold dark night in the kingdom of Zuidian. Leaves calmly blew throughout the wind, as the night sky smiled upon the kingdom. It seem like all was well for the people of Zuidian.

That was far from reality.

A black hair man with light blue eyes that flickered in the night, slowly walked forward with his sword in hand. As he did so a lustrous dark mauve scaled dragon followed the man forward.

This would be the start of something dark

"Everything is prepared, general. Where just waiting for your words." A blond hair man said walking over with a loin at his side. "Perfect. Get ready to fire! Tonight we bring down this kingdom!" The black hair man said to the soldiers around them, who got ready for the attack.

And so it began.

The dark hair man smiled as he raised his hand. It was tonight that they where going to show the land of Asnuavania how deadly familiars truly are. Quickly he pointed is hand forward and the soldiers did the same, the familiars nodded to the "friends" and began to head for the village. The mauve scaled dragon flew above the kingdom and let out a rawr as the familiars began to flood the kingdom streets. On a murderers rampage.

Cries of the people soon flooded the kingdom as pain and agony took over the calm night. As they where killed many cried out to the gods, saying they betrayed them and asking for help. In return though the gods did nothing. The people where being left to perish.

Soon the cries of the people ended, as the agony they faced would only grow larger.

"Perfect all things are going to plan." The dark hair man said with a smirk as he looked up at the gloomy night sky. "We shall head back and make preparations for the next attack. Soon we will find what we are looking for" He said with a grim smile as his blue eyes flickered through the night. Soon he vanished with his soldiers following right behind him.

This sadly was only the beginning of the lands suffering.