Where Icathia Once Stood (Void Lore)

hello everyone and welcome today I got a very special story for you and thus I will present it in a unique way today we will talk about the fall of a Kaffir which was a major event that changed the course of rune Tara's history the way these stories written reminds me less of a short story and more of a chapter from a book that's why I decided to leave out the graphics and focus more on the sound effects to support the narrative after all 50% of a good story is your imagination and I don't want to affect it with the graphics I use so you're free to relax or do anything else you want to do as you don't need to watch the screen so without further ado let's have a look at one of the greatest turning points in rune Tara's history where a cassia once stood by Graham MacNeil my name is axel Moog Varsho kawari Equis or Aksum Oak was my grandsire's name a warrior's name it means keeper of edges and it is an auspicious title to bear Aksum Luke was the last of the mage Kings the final ruler to fall before the srimant son impressed when she led her golden host of men and gods into the kingdom of Akasha var is my mother and Choi my father Iike Thor is the name of the blood bonded clan to which I was born one with an honorable history of service to the mage Kings I have borne these names since birth my name is axel Moog var choco re Equis or only Co re is a new addition the fit is new but already feels natural the name is now part of me I bear it with pride that burns bright in my heart the kawari were wants the life words of the mage Kings deadly warriors who dedicated their lives to the service of their master when oxemberg the King fell before the gold warriors of the Sun Empress and a cassia became a vassal state of shurima every one of them fell upon their swords but the kawari are reborn rising to serve the new mage king and reclaim their honor I bear their sigil branded on my arm the scroll wrapped sword my name is axel Moog var troika wari eka Thor I repeat it over and over holding on to what it represents I do not want to forget it it is all I have left was it only this morning I and the rest of the reformed kawari marched through the streets of Acacio it seems like a lifetime ago the wide sorrow fairs were thronged with thousands of cheering men women and children glared in their brightest cloth and wearing their finest jewelry to honor our march they had come to witness the rebirth of their kingdom for it was a keffiyeh that was reborn today not just the kawari our heads were high my chests swollen with pride we marched in stepped gripping the leather straps of wicker shields and the wire-wound hilt of our corrupt ninja blades to bare occasion armaments had been forbidden under Sriman law but enough had been brought in secret forges and hidden in caches throughout the city in readiness for the day of uprising I remember that day well the city had been filled with screams as paying crowd chased and murdered every Sriman official they could find resentment for centuries of humiliating laws intended to eradicate our culture and brutal executions for breaking those laws came to a head in one blood field day of violence it didn't matter that most of these people are merrily scriveners merchants and tithe takers they were servants of the hated Sun Emperor and needed to die overnight a cassia was ours again SanDisk effigies were pulled from the rooftops and smashed by cheering crowds srimant script work was burned and their Treasuries looted and statues of dead emperors were desecrated and even I defaced one of the great force ghosts with obscenity that would have made my mother blush I remember the smell of smoke and fire it was the smell of freedom I helped to that feeling as we marched my memory recalls the smiling faces and the cheese but I could not pick out any words the sunlight was too bright the noise too intense and the pounding in my head unrelenting I had not slept the previous night too nervous at the prospect of battle my skill with the name Chavez average but I was deadly with the recurved serpent Bowl slung at my shoulder its loot was well seasoned protected from the humidity by a coat of red lacquer my arrows were fledged with Azure Raptor feathers and I had carved their piercing heads from raisered obsidian sourced from the to mater jeez the magicals of Earth and rock long runs through kasia's lush coastal forests and along its high mountain trails had given me powerful clean limbs to draw the bowstring and stamina to fight all day a young girl her hair braided with silver wire and with the deepest green eyes I had ever seen placed a garland of flowers over my head the scent of the blossoms was intoxicating but I forgot it all as she pulled me close to kiss my lips she wore a necklace an open set in swirling loop of gold and I smiled as I recognized my father's craft I tried to hold on to her but our March carried me away instead I fixed her face in my mind I cannot remember it now only her eyes deep green like the forests of my youth soon even debt will be gone say Aqsa said sygic skull earrings kawari a C'thun popping a freshly shelled egg into his mouth she'll be waiting for you when this day is done I set kool Kreem a Vlasic owari iike Thune jabbing his elbow into my side him and 20 other strapping young lads I blushed at Cole Grimm's words and he laughed craft her fine necklace from Sriman gold he continued then she'll be yours forever or at least until morning I should have said something to berate Cole grim force lighting this girl's honour but I was young and eager to prove myself to these veteran warriors sigh Jake's was the beating heart of the kawari a shaven-headed giant with skin poked by the ravages of age hood illness and a forked beard stiff two points with wax and white chalk call grim was his right hand a brute with cold eyes and bet resulta too though I had never heard him talk of his wife these men had grown up together and had learned the secret ways of the warrior since they were old enough to hold a blade but I was new to this my father had trained me as a lapidary an artisan of gemstones and maker of jewelry a meticulous and fastidious man such course language was anathema to him and unfamiliar to me I relished it of course eager to fit it in this letter tough men go easy on the lead gold rim said sigh Jack's slapping my back with one of his massive hands meant as a brotherly pet it rattled my teeth in my skull but I welcomed it all the same he'll be a hero by nightfall he shifted the long X headed pole arm slung to his shoulder the weapon was immense it's a Bini haft carved with the names of his forebearers and the blade a slap of razor-edged bronze few of our groups could even lift it but side Jack's was a master of weapons I turned to catch a last glimpse of my green-eyed girl but I could not see her amid the tightly packed ranks of soldiers and the waving arms of the crowds time to focus AXA sets I Jax the Squires say the Sherman's are less than a half a day's march from Acacio our are the gold warriors with them I asked so they say led so they say is it wrong that I can't wait to see them side Jack's shook his head no for they are mighty but as soon as you do you wish you hadn't I did not understand sighs Jax's meaning and said why he gave me a sidelong glance because they are monsters have you seen one I was filled with youthful enthusiasm but I still remember the look that passed between side Jack's and Col Grimm I have ax ax sets I Jax we fought one and by Zek we had to topple half a mountain to put the big bastard down call Grimm added and even then only side checks had a weapon big enough to take its head off I remember the tail with a thrill of excitement that was you sigh Jax nodded but said nothing and I knew to ask no more the corpse had been paraded around the newly liberated city for all to see proof that the srimant God Warriors could still die my father had not wanted me to see it fearing it would inflame the desire to rebel that had smoldered in every occasion heart for centuries the memory of exactly what it looked like is gone now but I remember it was enormous beyond belief inhuman and terrible I would see the gold warriors later that day and then I understood sigh Jax's meaning we formed up on the gentle slopes before the crumbling remains of the city's walls since the coming of the son Empress over a thousand years ago we had been forbidden to reclaim the stone or rebuild the wall forced to leave the rubble as a reminder of our ancient defeat but now an army of stone rights of laborers and dumit urges we're hefting giant blocks of freshly hewn granite into place with windlass mechanism that crackled with magic I felt pride at the sight of the rising walls a Casilla was being reborn in glory right before my eyes more immediately impressive was the army taking position at word the hard-packed earthen road leading into the city 10,000 men and women clad in armor of boiled leather and armed with axes peaks and spears the forges had worked day and night to produce swords shields and arrowheads in the days following the uprising but there was only so much that could be produced before the Sun Emperor turned his gaze upon the rebellious entropy and marched east I had seen pictures of ancient Italian armies in the forbidden texts brave warriors arrayed in Surrey drinks of gold and silver and thought we were a shadow of such forces we were no less proud mm Talon riders were deployed on either flank they're scaled feathered mounts snorting and stamping clawed hooves with impatience a thousand archers knelt into long lines 50 feet ahead of us blue fledged shafts planted in the soft loam before them three blocks of deep ranked infantry formed the bulk of our line a bulwark of courage to repel our ancient oppressors all down our line crackling energies from the earth craft of our mages made the air blurring the Sherman's would surely bring mages but we could counter their power with magic of our own I have never seen so many warriors I said call grim shrugged none of us have not in our lifetimes don't get too impressed set side Jack's the Sun Emperor has five armies and even the least of them without number us three to one I tried to imagine such a force and failed how do we defeat such a host I asked sigh Jax did not answer me but let the kawari to our place in the line before the stepped structure of granite blocks Sriman corpses were impaled upon wooden stakes driven into the earth at its base and flocks of carrion birds circled overhead a silken pavilion of crimson and indigo had raised at its summit and I could not see what lay within roped priest surrounded it each one waving intricate patterns in the air with their star metal staves I did not know what they were doing but I heard an insistent buzzing sound like a hive of insects trying to push their way into my skull the pavilions outline rippled like a desert marriage and I had to look away as my eyes began to water my teeth felt loose in their gums and my mouth filled with the taste of soured milk i gagged and wiped the back of my hand across my lips surprised and not a little alarmed to see a smear of blood there what is that I asked what's in there sighs extract a new weapon I heard something that do matter jizz found deep underground after the earthquake at Sabra what kind of weapon does it matter said Cole Grimm they say it's going to wipe the gold armor down leaders from the world even those fries damned Gold Warriors the Sun was close to its zenith by now but a shiver worked its way down my spine my mouth was suddenly dry I could feel tingling in my fingertips was it fear perhaps or maybe just maybe it was a premonition of what was to come an hour later the Sriman army arrived I had never seen such a host nor ever imagined so many men could be gathered together in one place columns of dust created clouds that rose like a Gathering Storm set to sweep the mortal realm away and then through the dust I saw the bronze peers of the Sriman warriors filling my sight in all directions they marched forward a vast line of fighting men with golden banners and SanDisk totems glimmering in the noonday Sun from the slopes above we watched wave after wave come into sight tens of thousands of men who had never known defeat and whose ancestors had conquered the known world riders on golden mounds rode to the flanks and hundreds of floating carriers roved ahead of the army heavy wagons the size of River barracks bore strange war machines that resembled navigational Astro lamps spinning globes orbited by flaming spheres and crackling lightning roped priests came with them each with a flame top staff and an enter a shove blinded slaves at the heart of the army were the god warriors much else faded from my mind the blood the horror and the fear but the sight of the gold warriors will follow me into whatever lies beyond this moment I saw nine of them towering over the man they led their features and bodies were an awful blend of human and animal and things that had never walked this world and never should armored in bronze and jade they were Titans in human monsters that defies belief their leader with skin as pale and smooth as ivory turned her monsters head towards us and closed in a golden helm Garf to resemble a roaring lion her face was mercifully hidden but I could feel her power as she swept her scornful gaze across our line a palpable wave of terror followed in its wake our army shrank from the scale of the enemy force on the brink of fleeing before even a single blow was struck steadying shouts arose from our brave leaders and an immediate route was halted but even I could hear the fear in their voices I too felt an almost uncontrollable urge to void my bladder but clamped down on the feeling I was kawari I wouldn't piss myself in my first battle even so my hands were clammy and I felt a sickening knot forming in my gut I wanted to run I needed to run we could not possibly stand against such a force big bastards earned a set goal grim a nervous laughter ripple throughout the ranks my fear lessened they may look like gold sets I Jax his voice carrying far and wide but they are mortal they can bleed and they can die I took strength from his words but I wonder now if he knew just how wrong he was we are a cough Ian's he roared we are the health of kings and queens who first settled this land it is ours by right and by birth I we are outnumbered but the warriors our enemies have sent our slaves and men whose only loyalty is to coin he raised his weapon high and the sunlight shone from its polished blade he was glorious in that moment and I would have followed him to the very end of the world if he asked me to we fight to live in freedom not in slavery this is our home and it is a land of proud people of free people there is nothing stronger than that and we will prevail a cheer began in the kawari ranks and was swiftly carried to the other regiments in our army it echoed from the rising walls of our city and was carried to the Sriman host the gold warrior spoke swiftly to their attendants who turned and ran to bear their orders to the winks of the army almost immediately our enemy began to move uphill they came slowly their pace deliberate on every third step the warriors hammered the haft of their spears on their shields the noise was profoundly unravelling a slow drumbeat that cept the will of we who were soon to feel the tips of those blades my mouth was dry my heart hammered in my chest I looked to side checks for strength to take courage from his indomitable presence his jaw was sent his eyes hard this was a soul who knew no fear he rejected doubt and stood firm in the face of destiny sensing my gaze he glanced down at me egg he said a pair of peeled eggs lay in the palm of his hand I shook my head I couldn't eat not now I'll take an egg set call grim taking one and biting it in half side Jax ate the other and the pair of them chewed thoughtfully the srimant drew ever closer hmm good egg note that call grim I add a dash of vinegar as I boil them sigh Jax replied makes them easier to peel clever Thanks I looked back and forth between them unable to reconcile the mundane nature of their words as an all-conquering army marched upon us and yet I felt soothed by it I laughed and dead laughter swiftly spread the kawari were laughing and soon without knowing why our entire army was laughing the fear that had threatened to undo all of us now fled fresh resolve filled our hearts and put ayran into our sword arms the srimant halted two hundred yards from us I tasted a strange texture in the air like biting on tin I look up in time to see the spinning globes of the war machines burned with fearing light the priests attending them sweep their staves down one of the flaming spheres detached from the globe and arced through the air towards us it landed in the midst of our infantry and burst in an explosion of palisade green fire and scribs another sphere followed then another I gagged as the smell of roasting flesh bellows from the ranks horrified at the carnage being wrought but our warriors held firm more of the spheres arc towards us but instead of striking our ranks they bubbled in the air before reversing the course to smash down in the heart of the Sriman Spearmint amazed I saw our thermometer she's holding their staves aloft and crackling lines of magic flickered between them the hairs on my arms and legs to dub in the shimmering air as if a veil was being drawn up around us more of the searing fireballs launched from the shreem and war machines but they exploded in midair striking the invisible barrier of Oban around our force shears overcame the cries of pain in our ranks I let out a breath thankful that I had not been among the war machines targets I watched those piteously wounded men dragged to the rear by their comrades the temptation to remain there must have been tremendous but we Akashi ins descent from Explorer Kings and not a single warrior failed to return to their place in the battle line the strain on our mages was clear but their power was holding the srimant barrage at bay I glanced over my shoulder to the pavilion atop the pyramid there too the priests were straining with all their power to what end I could not imagine what manner of weapon lay within and when would we unleash it stands to set side Jack's and I returned my attention to the army before us they'll come at us now a big wave to test us I looked back at the Freeman's who now came at us in run arrows flashed from the lines of archers ranged before us and scores of the enemy warriors died bronze blade and shield saved some but the range was so close that many fell with shafts punched clean through their breastplates another volley hammered the shreemant swiftly followed by another hundreds were down their line was ragged and disorganized now roadside checks into them our infantry surged forward in a wedge Spears lowering as they charged I was carried by the mass of men behind me managing to drag my blade from its sheath as I ran I screamed to keep my fear at bay worrying that I might strip on my scabbard I saw the faces of the shreemant the braids in their hair the gold of their crests and the blood smearing their tunics we were so close I could have whispered and they might have heard me we struck their wavering ranks like a thunderbolt spears thrust and shivered half splintering with the impact driven by sheer will and a thousand years of pent-up anger the momentum of our charge closed deep into their ranks splitting them and breaking their formation completely anger gave me strength and I swung my sword its weight into flesh and blood sprayed me I heard screaming it might have been me I cannot say for sure I tried to stay close to side jacks and call grim knowing that were they fought sure Eamon's would be dying I saw side Jack's felling men by the Dozen with his huge pole arm but could no longer see go grim I soon lost sight of sight Jack's in the hay and sway of surging Warriors I called his name but my shout was drowned in the roar of battle body slammed into me pulling at me clawing my face Ecosse enhance or Sriman i had no idea a spear staff towards my heart but that each slit from my breastplate to slice across my arm I remember pain but little else I hammered my sword into a screaming srimant face he fell and I pushed on made fearless by fear and savage joy I soared and swung my sword like a madman skill was meaningless I was a butcher hacking meat I saw men die whose skill was much greater than mine I kept moving lost in the swirling tide of flesh and bone wherever I saw an exposed neck or back I struck I took grim pleasure in my killing whatever the outcome of this day I could hold my head high in the company of warriors more arrows flew overhead and the cheers rising from an army were songs of freedom and then the srimant broke it began as a single slave warrior turning his back and running but his panic spread like fire on the plain and soon the whole formation was streaming back down the hill in the days leading up to this moment side Jack's had told me that the most dangerous moment for any warrior is when a regiment breaks then the killing truly begins we tore through the routed tremens spears plunging into exposed backs and excess splitting skulls they were no longer fighting back simply trampling one another to escape the bloodshed was appalling yet I reveled in it as hundreds of bodies were crushed in the slaughter I saw side Jack's again then standing firm is full armed at his side whole he yelled oh I wanted to curls his timidity our blood was up and the srimant were fleeing in panic I did not know it at the time but side Jack's had seen how dangerous our position truly was pull back he shouted and the cry was taken up by others who saw what he had seen at first it seemed like our army would not heed his words drunk on victory and eager to plunge onward we were intent on slaying every one of the enemy breaking vengeance upon soldiers who had held our land hostage for centuries I had not seen the danger but all too soon I under stood screams and fountains of blood seeded from the leading edges of our bed align severed heads flew backwards spinning like rock skipping over a pool body soon followed tossed aside without effort screams and cries of Terror erupted and the songs of freedom were snuffed out the god Warriors had entered the fray three of them surged into a ranks some moving like men others like ravenous beasts each was armed with a weapon larger than any man could lift unstoppable and invincible they waded through our ranks with sweeping blows that slew a dozen men with every swing because the ends flew in pieces from their crackling blades they were crushed to beneath their thread all were rent asunder like bloody rags beg shouted sigh Jack's back to the walls none could pierce the God warrior's armor and their ferocity was so primal so inhuman that it froze me on the spot spear snapped against their iron hard hides and their bellowing roars cut me to the marrow with terror one echoing beast with ragged feathered wings and a vulture like be left into the air and searing blue fire blazed from an outstretched claws I cried out at the sight of my fellow countrymen burned to ash the elation that has only moments before filled us with thoughts of victory and glory now shattered like a fallen glass in its place I felt a Sig horror of torment yet to come the retribution of an unimaginably cruel despot who knows no mercy I felt a hand to grab my shoulder and lifted my bloodied blade move Aqsa said Sai Jax forcing me back there still fighting to be done I was dragged along by the force of his grip barely able to keep my feet I wept as we streamed back to where we had first formed up our line was broken and surely the day was lost but the gold warrior simply stood among the dead not even bothering to pursue you said we had weapon I cried why aren't they doing anything they are sets I Jax look what happened next defies my understanding no mortal I had ever seen such a thing the pavilion exploded with 14 traces of light arcing loops of purple energy rippled into the sky and lashed down like crashing waves the force of the blast threw everyone to the ground I covered my ears as a deafening screaming tore the air I pressed myself to the battle churned earth as the whale buried deep into my skull I thought the world itself was freakin in horror I rolled onto my side retching a stabbing nausea ripped through my belly the sky once bright and blue was now the color of week-old Brewis unnatural Twilight held sway and I saw flickering after images burned themselves onto the back of my mind flashing cloth gaping maws all-seeing eyes I stopped in terror at the sight of such horrors alone of all the things being stripped from me this I gladly surrender a nightmarish light sickly blue and ugly purple smothered to the world pressing down from above and blooming from somewhere below I pushed myself upright turning in a slow circle as the world ended around me the srimant were streaming back from the city terrified by whatever force our priests had unleashed my enemies were being destroyed I knew I should be triumphal but this this was not a victory any sane person could revel in this was extinction an abyss that blood purple light tore open amid the Sherman's and I saw their ivory skin general overcome by whipping cords of matter she fought to free yourself with wild sweeps of her blade but the power we had unleashed was too much for her the pulls in glowing light spread over her body like a hideous cocoon everywhere I looked I saw the same sleek coils rising from the earth or from the very air itself to seize the flesh of mortal men and women were swept up and enveloped I saw one srimant clawing his way over the earth his body seeming to dissolve as the tendrils of foul energy overwhelmed him I began to hope to pray that this doom was what had been planned all along I saw shapes in the flickering light too fast and too indistinct to make out clearly stretching swelling limbs of strange star like matter men were clawed from their feet and pulled apart I heard the gurgling hooting bellows of the things never meant toward the surface of this world as awful as this day had become I wondered if this was the price of the great weapon our priests had unleashed i hardened my heart to the suffering of the srimant and remember to the centuries of misery they had heaped upon us once again I had lost sight of psychics and coal grim but I no longer needed their presence to steady me I had proved myself worthy of my grandsire's name worthy of the brand on my arm i vas kawari the sky groaned and buckled sounding like a vast sail cloth tearing in a storm I turned and ran back to the city joining up with other soldiers I saw the same desperate horrified looks on their faces I knew must be on mine had we won none of us knew the Sherman's were gone swallowed whole by the terror we had unleashed upon the world I felt no regret no remorse my horror had given way to justification I had lost my ninja blade somewhere in the frenzy of the battle so I took my bow from my shoulder and pumped it out to the sky Acacio I yelled Ecosse ah the chant was taken up again by the soldiers around me and we stopped to watch the enemy finally overcome the seething mass of matter that had consumed them lake like a shroud over the flesh it had consumed its surface was undulant and swelling blisters of glistening matter burst open with frothing birth sex that twisted and unfolded like newborn animals I turned as heard a deafening grinding of rock booming cracks echoed as more and more chasms tour the landscape open I dropped to my knees as the earth shook and the walls of agafia fallen once and now rising again we're sheltered by the groaning bass tone that split the earth gazers of dust and smoke erupted from within the city I saw men screaming but could not hear them over the crash of falling rock and splitting earth towers and palaces that had stood since the first match King planted his star metal staff were swallowed whole by the ever widening chasms only rubble and shattered fragments remained my beloved City reduced to a charred skeleton fire sped skyward and the wails of my people were somehow magnified by the canyons of the city as they fell into the hideous doom below it Garcia I screamed one last time I saw a flash of movement and flinched as somehow flew through the air above me I recognized the vulture headed God warrior from earlier in the battle its flight was he ready its limbs already partially ruined and unmade by the strange matter splitting from the rents of the earth it flew towards the pavilion with desperate beats of its ravaged wings and I knew I had to stop it I ran towards the towering creature knocking an obsidian tipped arrow to my bow the things tumbled as it landed its legs were twisted and its back was alive with devouring tendrils feathers and skin slashed from its head as it limped past the dead bodies of the priests whose own flesh bubbled and roiled with internal motion fire built around the gold warrior's hands ready to burn the pavilion with the last of its power psychics had said the Sun Emperor had more armies and we would need our weapon intact if we were to defeat them I drew back the bowstring and obsidian arrow aimed at the god warrior i loosed and the arrows fetch true punching through the dissolving measure of its cow the gold warrior fell and the fire faded from its hands it rolled onto its side the flesh falling from its bones I saw threats of Seenu valid matter forming beneath the god warrior sensed my presence and turned its vulturing heads to me one of its eyes was milky and distended by growth of strange fungus like substance spreading across its skull the other had my Aeroport ruling through it do you even know what you have done foolish Agha seein the blind gold warrior mangled its voice a wet growl of dissolving vocal cords I sought to think of some powerful words all I could think of was the truth we freed ourselves I said you have opened the door to a place that should never be opened it haste you have doomed us all time for you to die I said the gold warrior tried to laugh but what came out was a girl going death rattle die no what is to come will be far worse it will be as if none of us ever existed I left the arrow embedded in the gold warrior skull men were limping back from the battle bloodied and wary with the same look of incredulous horror in their eyes none of us truly understood what had happened but the Sherman's were dead and that was enough wasn't it we melt in confusion none of us knowing what to say or do the landscape before the city was twisting with a natural motion the flesh of the Sriman army utterly obscured by the pale coiling rows of hideous matter its surface was darkening as I watched splitting were it harder like some form of carapace Iker spilling out and more and more I had the impression that this was just the beginning of something far worse light still spilled from the colossal rents torn in the ground and alien sounds a mix of shrieking hissing and brazing house echoed from far below I could feel the tremors rising up from the bowels of the earth like the slow grinding of bedrock that presage an earthquake what's down there said a man I didn't know his arm was all but encased in a translucent gold that was slowly creeping its way up the side of his neck I wonder if he even knew sounds like a nest or a lair or something I did not know what hideous things lived down there nor did I want to know I heard a voice call my name I looked up to see psychics limping toward me his face was a mask of blood thanks to the jagged wound that ran down from above his right eye to his jawline I hadn't thought side Jack's could bleed at all you're hurt I said it's far worse than it looks is this the end I asked him for Acacio I fear it is he replied moving away to grab the brittle of a cavalry man's mount the Beast was skittish but side Jack's hold its reins and vaulted into the saddle I would have given everything to see the Sherman's defeat it i murmured I fear we just did set side checks but we won the Sherman's are dead but I'm not sure that's the same thing said sigh Jack's now find them out we have to go go what are you talking about because he is doomed he said you see that don't you not just the city but our land look around you that will be our fate - I knew he was right but the idea of simply riding away I didn't know if I could Acacio is my home cent there's nothing left of agafia or at least there won't be soon he extended his hands to take mine and I shook it Aqsa he sent ghosting a glance back at the creeping horror there is no hope here I shook my head and said I was born here and I will die here then holds to who you are while you still can led he said and I felt the weight of his sadness and guilt it's all you have left sigh Jack's turned his mount and rode away I never saw him again my name is axel Moog Varsho kawari eka Thor I think I think ox a Mook was my grandsire's name it has meaning but I can no longer remember what I wonder to the ruins where a great city once stood all that is left is an impossibly wide crater rubble and the tear in the fabric of the world I feel a terrible emptiness before me AXA Mook was a king I think I do not remember where was it here in this ruined sunken city I do not know what var or joy mean Iike Thor should have a meaning to me but whatever it was is gone there is a terrible void where my mind and memories once dwelt my name is axel Moog var troika re Co re what is that there is a mark on my arm a sword wrapped in a scroll is that a slave mark was I the property of a conqueror I remember a girl with green eyes and an open necklace who was she was she my wife my sister a daughter I do not know but I remember the smell of her flowers my name is Akshay Oberoi I repeated it over and over holding onto it as if it can stave off the slow dissolution I do not want to forget it it is all I have left my name is axe amok I am being erased I know this but I do not know why or how something awful RIT's within me all that I am is on I am being undone my name is my name my [Music] [Music] [Music] you

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Length: 41min 56sec (2516 seconds)

Published: Wed Mar 07 2018

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