Chapter 1 - A Life After Life

In the Demon Castle in the western side of the continent of Feurish

Drip... Drip... Drip...

Two men were in the center of the main palace. A human man with golden hair and blue eyes was standing across a taller man with white, grey skin white hair and crimson red eyes.

"Cough... I am to say the least I am not surprised... Kukuku," looking down at the magical long sword stabbed in his heart Izrath begins to laugh. Looking up he sees the hero and his party of 7. All of them laying down half dead except for the final pest of a Hero. "Tsk that final clash..." The sword of the Demon King Izrath missed at the last moment.

"Haaa... haaa... Your fall was determined long ago Demon King Izrath. Your rein of terror over the continent of Feurish is finished," remarked Hero Remus Cragheart.

"Hahahaha! My rein of terror you say? Is that what your gods say?! Imbecile! You don't think for yourself do you?!" Demon King Izrath exclaimed. "All I did was protect my people! What crime did I commit?!"

The Hero Remus Cragheart did not even need to think, "If the gods believe that you are evil there must be a reason. The gods of this world have yet to steer the us mankind wrong."

Demon King Izrath smiles in mockery. "Your gods are just kept you from moving forward. Pointing their fingers to whomever they deem unfit for their own perfect world... But luckily I knew you would be coming. Did you not think that your way fighting here was too easy?"

The Hero Remus Cragheart frowned at Demon King Izrath's statement. The Demon King Izrath did not stop, "I sent all the demon clans away from here long ago. Did you really think I would let you kill them all off? Did you think I would let all you off when you come to my kingdom and try to destroy it?"

A strong pulse was released from Demon King Izrath. The whole castle started glow.

The Hero Remus Cragheart, "What are you doing?!"

Demon King Izrath, "HAHAHA. I had this castle scripted so that every ounce of energy stored will be directed to me. I will be taking you and your party with me if it is the last thing I do."

The Hero Remus Cragheart stepped forth grabbing onto the sword trying to plunge it further into his heart. The Hero pushed his energy further into his sword trying his best to use all power to stop the Demon King Izrath.

"I won't let you hurt my companions!" The Hero Remus yelled back.

Clink... Clack...

The Hero Sword broke at the base with the handle falling down to the ground. With a large pulse of energy the Hero Remus Cragheart flying on the other side of the palace.

"Well it seems you win this time 'hero' but I destroyed your sword... But I should do a little more before my end." With a swing of a hand the Demon King Izrath the weapons of Hero's party came flying toward him. A bow, an axe and small blacksmith hammer, a pair of shortswords and a daggers, a heavy sword, a halberd, and wizard staff started to float around the Demon King Izrath. A dark black light was slowly released creathing a sphere from the Demon King and the area around him including the weapons.

"I will be destroying these pesky weapons that your 'gods' bestowed upon you so you cannot use them on my people," the Demon King Izrath called out. The black light started to contract within it self before nothing was left.

Thus came the end of the Demon King Izrath.

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[A light?] (Izrath)

[I thought it would be hell but a light? Well I should head towards the light....

Heads towards the light... but its hard to move towards the light...] (Izrah)

[When I finally reached the end the light was too blinding that I closed my eyes. After allowing for the light to adjust to the brightness I open my eyes to see a world... a world that looks... large.] (Izrath)

"Ralph, bring the baby over here I want to see him." (???)

"He looks like a handsome baby what should we call him?" (???)

[The world starts to move at rapid pace. Before I know it a fairly beautiful human women with light brown hair and black eyes looks at rugged man that has black hair and dark green eyes.] (Izrath)

"Haaa, Millie, what should we name him? How about Alard or Eliot or Tryst..." the man kept rambling to himself.

The women named Millie looks down at baby stroking his cheek, "Your name shall be Ender, Ender Maelstrom."

The man named Ralph started, "Ahh honey is was just about to..." a sharp glare was sent towards the man, "Ha ha ha... nothing. Ender, huh? Sounds like a strong name. Hahaha!"

Millie begins to ignore the man, "I don't care if he is strong but as long as he grow happy is all that matters."

[This is too much to handle for one day... I should sleep... I will think about this another day...] (Izrath now know as Ender Maelstrom)