We start off big...end bigger.
In a forgotten legendary land that used to be known as Ferzhan Trails. Now built over in urban time. A treasure...power... A key, a friend, a past, a kingdom. A nemesis who made stones crawl with vibration with their mighty step.
Rock their territorial pride with indisputable intimidation. Glaze the healthy blades of grass with unforgotten blood....carry...a story that should have ceased to exist.
A war....that brought ecstasy to the evil one. I never got to witness the bloodshed but rather doomed or destined...to carry my future in a heavily advanced time. I only remember falling asleep....just the sunset before my father took his last breath along with my sister. I don't know how I entered my slumber...but someone or something wanted me to stay unconscious for this long. Hopefully, the devil doesn't walk anymore. Maybe....seeing what's new wont hurt? Time to see what I missed.
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*720 years ago.*
Ferzanin Kingdom
Quivan: Son, is the country gates secured? I tasked you to ensure our safety and if you have failed me. Then not only do countless lives appear at stake but so does my rulership....and my beloved family.
Me: No father I made absolute certainty it is safe, if not more than safe. Our soldiers and fighters will have their roles taken each 12 hours with more than enough to knock down a heavily-armed, twelve-foot tall entrance. I won't let our country pass away all for some foolish mishap in my calculations and observation.
Quivan: Extraordinary, son! I always expect many great future precautions from such a strong and healthy young one like you.
Me: Well...Nezva sure is a much more fit and appropriate fighter than me, father! Her strength however is concerning...she bested me in our last training fight and nearly beat the living sparks out of me. But out of remorse and pity, she spared me...she should have ended me there since her sorrow will be the alternative of her own death.
Quivan: Son...I know you both care so ever greatly for each other. But, although your sister makes a valiant warrior, she is still the kind and compassionate twin. Why do you belittle her affection?
Me: It makes her weak father! Once she dies I will! Then enemy forces will kill you! I only despise it...because I don't want to lose the last three parts of my family. I remember...when mother went to find the last piece to the puzzle on her incomplete venture.
Quivan: The fourth part to the Utani Kozinika? Yes....if we had found it...our family would not only be immortal, but we would live and love each other forever. Ruling a world in sinless rulership.
Me: She....we had reports saying she was ambushed by a pack of Mightyena' and Houndooms. Tales and rumors spreading that she ran off with the piece and hid it before she died or was killed.
Or...was killed then had her find the piece by the Nazak's and kept it for themselves, which by the way live in Hindinka city. A place where foreigners and outsiders, all over can cross to new borders, city's, and kingdoms to find new homes and lives for a temporary stay.
My elite-scouts say they have a hideout in a....tall clay-building which looks like a skyscraper, which is an awfully, poor choice of consideration of a headquarters. Excuse my rambling father but it is unclear of my mother's death...or disappearance.
Quivan: She wanted me to tell you something....if this happened. She first said....me to tell you. She raised the best son in the world....and would make the best king to ever live, better than me son. But the next part is: if you retrieve this last piece to this plate. You must have your sister with you. It cannot revive me if I die but it can gift those in its presence, and alive that is.
Family or not it will grant you and a group immortality and agelessness. That is, if you bestow this blessing to others not of your blood. The number is unknown...but have it around you have truly grown onto. And please....use your power the right way.
Me: You have my word father. I swear on my life I will find this missing piece for mother...you...and our family...
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