The Plot! <3

[Rose]

Alrighty! So here is the plot for now. o.o; Obviously not the best, but ya. I will be working on it when a good idea comes up, and my ability to write comes back.


Plot so far:

The war had been going on for decades against an unknown evil, who had risen with the past king’s death. Blood shed to and fro, staining the land’s dirt a crimson with the blood of the innocent, and the guilty. Darker nights, and shadowed days, they were all that was left of the Kingdom. Only the bravest of men were to push forward, take the step up, and fight for their Kingdom, many losing their lives in the process. No one could have thought it would end so quickly. Their greatest fear, and their greatest glory, lost within the matter of a single battle.

All of the troops had been gathered, Kaharini’s King leading one glory filled army, And the one known as Hell’s Wolf leading the other. The twilight had struck, rain clouds lingering high in the sky. The Field had looked like an ocean of silver, and black. Iadul Cel’s men with their postures lowered, and their swords gripped tightly in their hands stood by the thousands, while the King’s stood by the hundreds. The army was not even so much as near to being equal to that of the other, but they were a match in talent. The King’s army, they had trained for years, keening their skill.

With the first boom of thunder in the distance, bringing down the first of the freezing rain, archers drew their bows in the eerie silence, and released all hell upon the opposing army. “For Kaharini!” The King’s deep voice yelled over his men, leading them to charge after them on horseback. “Let their blood stain this land!” A hissing voice yelled over the opposing army, leading them to raise their swords into the air, and charge towards the Kingdom’s heroes.

Thousands upon thousands of men died that day, the rest were lucky even if greatly injured. The rain washed the smell of blood from the air, making crimson streams run thorough the land. It soaked into the dirt, and stained the grass’s roots with it’s un-holly color. From once golden beauty, to crimson disaster. The peak of dawn had pulled itself out from what seemed to be a never ending night, and shed the crying light upon what was left of the fighting men.

The main battle had still been taking place. King, against Iadul Cel. The rising of a silver blade, and a quick downward movement, what seemed like an eternity had ended. Hell’s Wolf, he was finally dead. So many years of hell being brought to the kingdom was gone, as if nothing could have ever happened. Yet what was left of the King, it was gruesome. A fatal arrow sticking from his chest, causing the man to fall to his knees, and gaze over the land.

This place, he had devoted his whole life to protecting it, building it to it’s glory. The most drastic of the changes that were to come, happened with a single night’s fighting. He had finally rid the land of it’s greatest fear. Now, with his wife’s rule, the Queen, this land could flourish. A small smile smeared over the man’s lips as the remaining of the other army retreated, leaving his men to run to his side.

They carried him back to the castle, and called in his wife. With a final kiss goodbye, the Kingdom’s hero lied back onto the bed, closed his bloodshot brown eyes, and sighed with his last breath. “I love you, darling.” The man knew that those words would echo through her, letting her know that he would always be there. He would wait for her in the afterlife, and be there with her until it was her time.

The tears of the entire Kingdom could have poured from the Queen’s eyes that night, as she realized the love of her life was no longer there. She would have to wait until her death to see him once more. But with his death, the woman knew one thing. The hell that had run along the land was gone for the time, and it was all due to that man. Word spread like wiled fire, about the man’s heroic death. His fall of glory, and the end of all hell in the Kingdom. Sure, there was still the normal stealing, but that was to always be there, as there would always be life on the earth… As far as they knew.

Years went by slowly, the Queen’s shape growing worse. Her newly acquainted body guard, Rayven, and stayed with her to the end of her days. She pronounced him the King of Kaharini, sending the man to uphold their land, and bring it forward to success. Yet, there was something that was looming in the back. The darkness, it had been building. Strange men, they had been returning to the shadows, making the night a dangerous time.

Rumor of Iadul Cel returning had become a common to hear thorough the Kingdom. This time? Oh this time they were not there to just take the kingdom. This time, they wanted to destroy all of the demons, and in this case, mainly the King. Plots had been taken, and sides were to be chosen. With the rising evil slowly creeping back up to it’s mite in Kaharini, and the Kingdom’s unsuspecting victims living on their daily lives, There was only one question left.

What side will you chose?

Good?

or…

Evil?
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