Chapter 5 - CHAPTER TWO. THE MESSAGER OF SHADOWS

The king froze. his voice staggered. heart pounded as he said..."why me? why my kingdom? what do you want? " The demon laughed."you actually thought I came to fight?"he sneered, voice dripping with mockery. "Then why did you come?" The king asked.the demon chuckled." well as I said to your men as I drank their blood from their shattered corpses I bring a message from the deepest realm beyond darkness, beyond the silence of the abyss . (the demon said with a mysterious tone)"the king is returning", he hasn't forgotten those who raised their blades against him,nor those who bowed to late." he hasn't forgotten those who whisper rebellion against him , thinking the Cloak of shadow will protect them ." he hasn't forgotten those who called him a myth, a curse, a ghost, a beast left buried." " he remembers all" the demon said with a dark tone. "which king do you speak of? I have heard of such even in the sacred and ancient scroll of the verdant chronicle,"(the king said with a certain tone). "you thought that pointless piece of paper will contain the pure greatness of my king "he said as he stepped forward dark smoke spilling from each stepped. The king gripped his throne tightly as he replied " king or no king I will not sit here and watch you destroy my kingdom and my people. you speak about that beast wrapped in his own failed dreams he was cast down, sealed away, betrayed by his own followers is that the king you speak of Pathetic." " How dare you foolish mortal I will have your tongue plucked from your mouth. You seek death I'll be glad to give it to you." he said with scowl piercing though the king very soul the room went black like the abyss the king drew out his weapon glowing gold, the demon gaze switch toward the pure power manifesting within the king mystical weapon the demon voice lowered with a familiarity. " that presence can it be the demon said with a tremor of doubt no that not possible how can a simple mortal have the seven ancient and mystical seal no I must obtain it at any cost." as the king swing his blade the room erupted with magma, to searing to touch, to smoldering to tread on. The demon eyes shook with terror. " that is impossible now I know I'm not mistaken it is one of the ancient seal but how?, how did a mere mortal obtain the weapon of the ancient."the king jumped out of his throne with his blade aimed at the demon neck Suddenly the demon vanish into dark smoke, the king face was filled with horror as he saw nothing. " what where is he? impossible... what kind of spell is that?."as the king turned around he saw a dark claw like hand reaching for his head the king acted swiftly he leaped out of the demon grasp,the king slice through the demon claws like butter the king saw an opportunity to strike. the king swung his blade, intending to finish it with a strike so powerful that it will shatter the flow of time itself. but when he swung his blade, he saw nothing. he only saw a red line of blood _ not from the demon's, but his own. the king fell to his knees, with death in his eyes. he said with his last breath. " am not scared of death nor surprised,but this i will say darkness can never be without light on this I die a hero not a coward and for that I'm glad." as he collapsed on the ground, the king blade was still glowing bright gold the demon picked it up with a great smirk on his face." finally I'm one step closer for the king return." The the demon vanish but not without saying " he remembers all." But in a far and distant land a land untouched by blood or war, but somewhere a powerful presence a weapon not Devine but corrupted with evil searching for a soul to wield it but not to aid but to consume. (TO BE CONTINUED ).