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Azethian
By: Ozzy
Prologue: The Legend of Azethian
Long ago, they say before time itself was invented, a being called Azethian was born. But, unlike any other being, he had a special type of blood. A blood with all the genes of the other nations,
The nation of Brutes, who had incredible strength,
Rouges, who were swift and silent,
Elves, who could heal wounds,
Humans, who were warriors,
And Mages, who held energy in the palm of their hand.
All of these races ran through his veins, making him the most powerful being alive.
But alas, every being must die. But, the power of his bloodline did not die with him. He had children, and his children had children, generation after generation. The bloodline was not as powerful as Azethian, but still contain similar powers. Because of their power, many nations honored the Azethians as guardians, and royalty.
However, not too long ago, millions of Azethian warriors disappeared in one night. With fear rising in the air, one nation started to blame the other, and soon fighting broke out against many nations. Some say few Azethians survived, and hid themselves from the world, for fear of being found out. Today, the nations no longer have connection with each other. All are separated, and suffering.
If only one could unite them . . .
* * *
There was knock at the door. She went to answer it. A strange, dark, hooded figure stood at its opening. “Selveana, get out of here! Now!” “Huh? Who is it Father?”
He drew his sword, and prepared to fight.
“Father? FATHER! ! No, please!
FATHER! “ Blood flashed across her vision.
“AHHHHHH!” screamed Selveana, as she thrust upward from her bed, now awake in her room, breathing heavily.
“It was just a dream,” Selveana sighed. She got out of bed and went to the window in her room, gazing out at the sunlit streets of Middle Earth. It was looking busy already. This certainly will be a big day today.
“Man, I’m just going to get less and less sleep! Sighed Selveana, “If only it was just a dream, that I didn’t have to relive over and over again”.
Well, at least they didn’t come last night. The last thing I need is another am-
Selveana heard footsteps running up the flight of stairs.
Suddenly, the door was burst open!
“Selveana, are you alright?” Daniel cried, “I heard you scream, is everything ok”?
“Yeah, I’m fine! I just had a bad dream is all”.
Daniel let out a huge sigh of relief, “Oh, that’s good. I thought something terrible might have happened. Maybe that bad dream is a sign. Are you sure you want to fight Draken today”?
“Hell yeah, I want to fight Draken! I’m pumped, and ready to go!”
“Oh, alright, you better get dress then.”
“What are you talking about?” said Selveana, “I am dressed.”
“What? You’re just going to go in the clothes you slept in?” asked Daniel in disbelief.
“What’s wrong with that? I have clothes on.”
“You slept in them! You can’t just go out like that! Put some clean clothes on!”
“Hey, they look clean to me,” said Selveana.
“Go put clean clothes on!” yelled Daniel.
“Look, I’m good with what I’m wearing. Besides, I’m a warrior! I don’t need such luxuries as “clean clothes”.
Daniel sighed, “Alright, alright fine. But at least put some mail on. I don’t want you to be severely hurt”.
“Don’t worry. I was planning on putting on mail anyway,” Selveana called out, as Daniel left the room. Poor Daniel. You’re always worrying about me. And yet you’re the one who signs me up for these fights and tournaments. Well, at least you didn’t ask about the dream this time. You must be backing off now, after asking so many times. That’s kind of nice.
Daniel, you’re a good friend.
After Selveana put on her mail, and strapped on her sheath that held her sword, which had the Azethian symbol on it, she went down stairs to meet with Daniel, and checked out of the inn they were staying in.