AnthonyGodwin

It was an accident. 
It shouldn't have happened.
But, the deed has been done, they must face their fears or die. 
Jeff and his friend Matt were playing in Max Peter's laboratory when they accidentally touched an ancient relic, the Slate of Vale, which was the key to the prison of the world deadliest creature. Vortex.
Now, the prison of Vortex has vanished, together with the Slate of Vale, and nobody knows where except the two boys.
Both boys were forced to swear never to reveal the location of the Slate of Vale to anyone, but that was before they knew that the slate of vale was the only thing keeping the world from crumbling.
Will they reveal the sacred secret to the world and die? Or will Vortex escape the prison and hunt them?
Either way, their fate has been sealed.

The Slate Of Vale

"Well," Ham shrugged and hugged himself as if suddenly cold, "What happened to the weapons that had been forged with the blood of the Blaze? Why forge a weapon if you can't use it?"

"That's it, Ham. The Blaze has always been killed, but most times, it is Lord Vortex who usually forges the weapon himself. And that weapon is what he uses against the chosen one, against the one who comes with the sun. That is why for centuries, whenever the Blaze dies or was killed, his blood is usually mixed with a silver solution, to prevent Lord Vortex from perceiving it."

"Centuries of forging those weapons. Lord Vortex must have a wide collection of them." Matt said, but Kira was already laughing before he could finish.

"If that's the case, then there would be no war. Lord Vortex would have destroyed the world a long time ago."

"But it made sense, the weapons—

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