SacredDream

In a world where power is everything. A young boy named Hayden was rejected by its one and only law. Power. 
He was the only one blessed with nothing... but what if that weren't the case?
He will set out on a path… a path of conquest to scatter the despair created by the world's lack of 'humanity'.

A'void dark

<p>I looked in his direction as the crowd started mumbling something under their noses. They were loud, the sounds of their voices were in my head, spinning almost in an infinite circle. The only people that weren't talking were the elves, they looked uncomfortable with what the man had said, they weren't fond of it, however, they couldn't do anything with it. They could only stare and hear what was to be heard.</p>

<p>"Go back to the waiting room." He said and instantly disappeared into thin air, a teleportation spell. How cunning, he was prepared to withdraw from fighting me, he wanted to run away if things got ugly. I only looked in his direction and went to the fighter waiting room. The arena was cleaned from ground zero and remade. I looked at it once again with disgust, I couldn't stand what he said, it makes little to no sense. Killing your own brethren because of weakness…</p>

Destructive end part 2