Ray_141

2025 WSA ENTRY!!!

In the realm of Morgoth, ancient forces stir as long forgotten creatures awaken from eons of slumber, heralding impending chaos. Amid this looming darkness, a child is born and his name is Argolaith. 

Abandoned at birth and destined for greatness, Argolaith’s existence carries the weight of an uncertain future. His destined magic could either save the fracturing world or bring about its ultimate ruin.

Determined to defy the odds, at the age of 16 Argolaith embarks on a perilous journey, honing his mind and body, and seeking the trees that will give him magic. 

Along the way, he confronts both external dangers and the internal struggle of mastering a power that no one has ever witnessed. 

Every step brings him closer to fulfilling a destiny that could spell salvation or catastrophe to Morgoth.

God’s Tree

The next day sun barely touched the horizon when Malakar woke them.

Kaelred groaned, "Why do you do this to us?"

Argolaith smirked as he stretched, "Because we need it."

Malakar ignored them, his glowing violet eyes unwavering as he stood before them. "Yesterday, you fought against elemental magic. Today, you face something worse."

Kaelred sat up. "Worse? What could be worse than being roasted alive?"

Malakar's lips curled into a smirk. "Illusion magic."

Kaelred looked at Argolaith. "We're going to die."

Argolaith chuckled, tightening his sword belt. "Only if we're too dumb to tell what's not real."

Malakar's voice was calm. "Exactly."

Then the world shifted, It was instantaneous.

One moment, they stood in a quiet clearing.

The next—Kaelred and Argolaith were standing alone.

Kaelred turned sharply. "Malakar?"

Steel Against the Arcane