There's a forest hidden in the Capital, where an Ancient one is sleeping in eternal Peace.
His raven hair decorated with flowers, are now withered.
His beautiful garments, once as white as the moon, are now covered in dust.
The candles one lit, are all consumed.
His beautiful features have not faded, the decay never takes place for those who aren't alive.
His bony fingers bound together on his chest.
Such beautiful features. Such eternal beauty.
Something makes the ground shake.
The walls of the cave shake. The candles fall. The earth cracks open.
Then silence.
A shadow walks towards the Ancient in his slumber.
His red robes are clouded in Darkness.
His crimson eyes are filled with Magic.
His staff lits the way into the dark cave.
He's standing above the Ancient Feldor, he's admiring his majestic presence.
-My dear brother, what have you become?-
He's looking up and down and his younger brother, looking and searching.
He puts his staff down, taking his red gloves off.
-I'm sorry brother. This is going to hurt me more than you believe.-
Armed with a black dagger filled with dark Magic, he stabs Feldor into his chest, deep into his cavity.
Light emanates from Feldor's body, through his chest, his eyes and his mouth.
And deeper the dagger goes into his chest, the more the Light gradually vanishes from his body.
His brother puts his hand inside his chest and tears his heart out. Dripping blood down his arm.
A blinding light shines in the cave for a few seconds, then it disappears leaving the cave into darkness once again.
Still holding the heart into his hands dripping with his brother's blood, he looks down on his brother's body. His beautiful features have become corpse-like and his eyes have fallen inside the cavities.
His lips have formed into an expression of scream, to chill any living thing to the core.
The staff is releasing its dark Magic, engulfing the whole cave into a dark cloud with crimson sparks.
The cloud now floats above Feldor's body, entering his cavities and making his body shake violently.
His body is fighting the invader, it's a long fight until his body finally surrenders to the invader.
"Even in Death you will fight me, brother."
Feldor's body finally relaxes and lies on the stone bed.
The dark cloud has dominated his body and soul.
Dark breath comes out of his mouth.
He inhales.
His eyes open wide.
They're crimson and bloody.
His fangs are locked tight, growling.
He slowly gets himself up, looking around the cave. His clawed fingers slowly holding on to the cold stone.
His eyes finally lock with his brother's, who's smiling, amused by his own work.
-Welcome back, brother.-
Feldor smiles, showing his fangs in full length. They're thirsty for blood.
-I'm back!-
The heart he was holding in his hand has now vanished. Hidden, where no one will ever find it.
