Truth and nightmare

 I see myself in That hell called the Battle Field, where I Can no longer hold my Swords, I feel this pain, physically as I am full of wounds and scars, and psychologically, as my best friend is dead in front of me I just want to go home. Upon arrival, I saw everyone staring at me with disgust. I was astonished by them, and when I arrived at the castle, I was shocked by the news of my execution for treason, then I knew that my end had come. On the execution stage, I looked at everyone and saw the four leaders smiling and staring with evil eyes. I could not say anything because of hate, revenge and anger, but it was over. It was too late... The king came towards me and said: "What are your last words". I smiled and stared with eyes filled with a void that no one could fill, and the aura of bloodthirstiness filled the place, and I screamed at the top of my voice:" I will make you regret even after I die and become a haunting evil spirit. I will come back and erase you from this world, people of Ereshga!!!!!!"

Moments before my death. Time stopped for a moment and I heard a voice say to me, "You are the chosen one to be my vessel. I am Alaya the other side of the world. Accept my offer and I will give you strength."

I accepted the offer for my revenge. After concluding the contract, he said, "We meet after centuries, young man." Then time returned to normal as if nothing had happened

Well, Here the story begins. The universe is made up of three superpowers. First, was chaos, and from there it all began when the realm of powers was formed. No one in this universe can be a suitable container for chaos. Not because its power is immense, but because no one can control the greed and lust for power, whereby chaos becomes pure evil in the hands of the wicked and at the same time pure good. Second, the other side of the world is ALAYAAor the counterforce. It is the absolute evil of this world, or let's say it is the underworld. The same dilemma of chaos adapts the force according to its user. Finally, the world is GAIA, or, say, this is the world we live in now. No one knows anything about her strength yet. Except that it gives immortality to its user. We do not know anything about those who used their powers in the past.

Each force has 7 grand servants whose first and last mission is to protect it, sacrifice themselves and absolute loyalty to the container

There are 4 layers in the hierarchy of our kingdom. the king, the 4 grand ultimate leaders, superior knights and the Knights.

My name is Eilert I am from Ereshga's kingdom and I am a superior knight with my best friend Waldo we are the most powerful knights in our kingdom. One day and The night before the war Waldo told me to run away together and live in another kingdom like simple people but I refuse cz My pride as a warrior does not allow me to escape in wartime. Then he smiled and laughed and then said something that might be the last: "I don't understand you, my friend, but I'm letting you go to that damned hell alone."

Then I woke up from that dream, no, it wasn't a dream, it was a nightmare.

"Hiljaa Azrael". This is what I nicknamed after being reanimated. A goal summoned every time into this life is to rid humanity of inevitable destruction. I have been summoned about 500 times, meaning that I am over 3000 years old, even demons and servants do not live that long. When I summoned I stopped a great war or I kill a hollow golbin. But this time the war will be bitter.

You're awakened by the sound of the old woman's voice. It's dark, and you can barely see her silhouette in the candlelight.

"It's time," she says.

You get up and stretch, trying to shake off the sleep.

"Are you ready?" she asks.

"I guess so," you reply.

"Good. Then let's go."

You follow the old woman out of the house.

The battlefield is eerily quiet. You can hear the distant sounds of fighting, but nothing close by.

"This is the perfect spot," the old woman says. "From here, we'll have a good view of the battlefield.

"Let's hope the other Counter Guardians are as lucky," you say.

"We'll find out soon enough," the old woman replies.

The two of you take up your positions and wait.

You look at the sky. There's a strange sensation, like a tugging at your soul.

You feel it again. This time, it's stronger.

The old woman turns to you, her eyes glowing with a strange, white light

"They're coming," she says.

You see them in the distance, their black figures silhouetted against the stars.

They're approaching fast, their footsteps echoing across the battlefield