luhandeprived
"The descendants of the gods were sent to the mortal Earth once upon a time.
There were 12 of them.
They were chosen by the heavens to protect the mortal world from danger,
dark magic, foul creatures and any harm coming in their way.
They were granted with immensely powerful abilities, intellect, wisdom, courage as well as kindness and rightfulness.
They lived forever and fought for the human race ever since.
However, they weren't always known by the mankind.
Once they were, They were deemed as
The Immortals."
A 100 years had passed after The Immortals descended from the heavens and fought the legendary Battle of Arion. Where the demons, dark wizards, uncomprehensible creatures fought the soldiers who were sent from Heaven, The Skyliers, for the complete control over the land in between; The mortal world. The Heavens won the war but just barely. The Lord of the demons was getting stronger as the years past and it wasn't going unoticed. In concerns of the safety of the mortal world, the Gods had chosen 12 potential mortals to protect the mortal reign. As time passed, there weren't any disturbances. However, there was a prophecy.
" In 10 decades the dark will rise,
and that is when light will be forbidden.
A cimmerian shade paints itself across the lands,
as a storm nears built of pure evil and convulsion.
However, as it would be rash and unadvised,
That is when the darkness would be overridden,
and the world would once again return to its' right hands.
Where the world is back to conciliation.
The chosen ones shall pass but never die,
As every 10 decades there will be new successions.
Where new light tints the blue sky,
There will be new life with new decisions."
The prophecy came true. After a 100 years, the chosen ones slowly passed on. No one knows who are the new successors and no one will know the power they bear. They shall find each other when they reach the 2nd decade of their life, and continue their journey as one.