80,000 COUNTS AGO.
THE 6TH REALM
Liamb, son of Father Holmes - Father of Sages, was on at the peak of the mountains of Hiijorn of the 6th realm, the tallest mountains in all realms, it is said when you are on Hiijorn, you can hear the stars whisper and see the other realms. There he was at the cool of the evening meditating when he felt the presence of his father around him, he opened his eyes as a spark run down his nerves, he was infact nervous, for the first time in over 10,000 years since he last received a word from Father Holmes.
" Father! I have made so many petitions for you, so many, for thousands of years and you only feel it's worth your time to grace your first born son today? " Liamb asked his father who appeared before him on golden robes that reflected the stars of the universe.
" I didn't raise my sons to be slaves of time who age and whine under its ever forward feet, time was all you had to sacrifice son, we both know a lot of others gave up their kids for the same course, now tell me you have deciphered the meaning of the vision you received for so long?" Holmes replied his son with another question.
Liamb Chuckled, he knows his father well, perhaps too well than Holmes ever want to admit and he felt this moment his father like always had come to mock his intelligence.
" Father Holmes, the most powerful psychich in the universe, seer of visions, you couldn't barely that this particular vision passed you by, is that truly why you never bothered to answer my petition?" Liamb
" I never took you to be a fool Liamb, no one can know it all, no can see it all, not even Yaganael of the ancients, I felt the vision myself, didn't see it, knew it was one for your eyes alone and as such a special vision that will take genuine brilliance to decipher, so don't disappoint me with your sentimentality like a child and let me help you boy!" Holmes
The atmosphere changed all over the realm, dark clouds gathered, the words of Father Holmes had irritated the son. His countenance matching his feelings Liamb stood up to him.
" I saw the songs of making, the grand music, Midgard's stories, I saw it burn, starting with the death of the source, the end of all things, I saw the multiverse crumble and the gods bleed, what exactly do you think that means?" He said right in front of him, with the very confident and tempted countenance.
" Hmm, This darkness I feel spreading across the realms, that I feel raging inside of you, Liamb, visions can be very tricky, especially one such as this forteling the end of all things, i was right to give you time but son if I sense you become a threat to magic that day I will put you in place, be careful what you do with what you know" Holmes replied.
Turning away from his son, Liamb said. " And what will you do with the knowledge?, it can't be ignored Father! " He asked but he got no reply watching his father fade into twinkling stars.
NOW.
SOUTHGATE - ENRREN.
" Look at them all, calling you Ikaris! We are becoming legends Eden!" Eden heard his best friend ebulliently as they were surrounded by townspeople who hailed them for saving the entire Nation, they were given the honour of Ikaris by the Prince of Kabb - Head authority of the nation of Enrren and so wherever they went they were hailed at every stop. Even now they returned from hunting back home this evening.
At home, they were received with his favourite meal as well as Revan's, Eden's Dad - TARQ took the meat his son had slain to prepare while they eat up with mother in the dinner.
" Ikaris flew up to the stratosphere, filled with colors of every kind and clouds that giggles, he felt the heat of Sa-el raw and unfiltered upon his face, he was confident with his every breathe that he would slay the beast - Skryer the unbeaten, a formidable beast with a more formidable record, Skryer unleashed it's devilish wrath from his mouth that opened so wide it contained entire clouds and they giggled upon their fiery consumption in the belly of the beast, Ikaris raged with the faith of a thousand Midgardian and power of a thousand world, his skin completely unfazed by the deathly fires of Skryer and with one punch ....."
" He shred the beast to a thousand pieces" Eden completed the story of the legend of Ikaris against Skryer the unbeaten.
" You really made mama proud and I need to treat you with the best meals perhaps when you talk about my meals out there I could also be a part of Midgard stories in times of come" Doloria with all the ecstasy said and then came Tarq minutes later with meat and wine for the family, even Revan who was with them in a separate setting.
" So what decisions have you made concerning what the wizard Elañorr told you? Any thoughts that would take you far away from here?" Tarq asked his son
" I haven't given it much thoughts dad, I just want to remain here for now, happy with you guys, especially now it seems all of Midgard is in some sort of emergency state with the darkest one having eyes on this realm again....I shouldn't be going out" Eden
" Hmmm, I shouldn't tell a hero who slayed a a million ice creatures on a flying horse what to do but son you didn't save your nation by remaining here with us, you did that by going out, if the stories are true then God forbid I send my son out there against a dark wizard with power to destroy our universe to the last atom, but there are other ones out there with reasonably comparative magnitude of power like Elañorr for example, you two would make a fine combo son..." He said but Eden was not willing to entertain the thought of leaving his home town, not even from his father.
" You don't have to leave at all, but when a sage like Elañorr believe you two are fated to meet again with you on a golden crown I believe there's something to that beyond what any of us can do, we just hope you don't fight destiny son, days are bad and it's best we remain as family and see each other through our destinies in this ancient world." Doloria concluded as they are, drank and had fun all night.
THE 6TH REALM.
Saguel failed, the westerners failed and so did their leader who is now weakened and hopeless on Midgard, the walls of the dark castle wailed loudest this time for the Darkest one is vexed now more than he has been in eons, his rage the dark souls could barely hold together, they fused and unfused, in a state of chaos, from the darkest throne he summoned Lonshean from Midgard, bringing her before him.
" Pardon me! The Phoenix Sage, Elañorr's apprentice, he expected our coming, we couldn't stop him, we weren't enough" Lonshean said, The Eth Gamour as ruthless as he is, he isn't no fool, he understood the value of allies and foes, he understood the power of the Phoenix sage and how nearly unrivalled it was in the magical realm, for this cause did he call upon Saguel, having her unleash the darkest tempest on the realm. If he won't end the tower, he would end the realm itself, it was about time.
THE 3RD REALM.
ORCHIS - HABOR - The last living refuge of the 3rd realm, though the Eth Gamour is yet to end the realm, it had previously plagued it with endless horror the infinite world was reduced to a single nation for habitation. There did the last survivors of the realm remained for thousands of years, calm and out of the radar of the darkest one. However, since the battle against The westerners, Awisk had alerted the people of the realm to prepare for what's to come, since the force were taken down into mystery by the wheel of Destiny.
( Krrrrboooommmm!!!! ) It was a massive explosion, a series of them all over the realm, Saguel has unleashed the darkest tempest from her being upon the realm, heavy quakes happened at once, explosions all over the realm as the void came for the realm, starting with its last living strong hold, Orchis-habor.
"Shield!!!!" Screamed a mage who erected a barrier over the nation as the darkness descended on them, she was with child in her womb so it took a toll on her, the rest of the high mages and sages of ORCHIS Habor who were barely up to one hundred came together, holding down the shield for her, it held as they cried out in pain for the darkest tempest wasn't just a void, its a realm where countless high mages and sages had been consumed, their powers, souls and identity entirely consumed by it, so powerful the powers of ORCHIS Habor stood no chance, after about an hour holding it down, the barrier was broken, the smell of rotten eggs and dead bodies, the wails of condemned souls and the cold of non existence saturated the nation, the people cried out, their leader, Gillrou, the mage with the child, cried blood for her people....
" Ahhhhhh!!" the pains, her child was coming, the elders came together to protect her with their last magic for escape to Midgard or any other realms was impossible was the tempest is around. They helped her conceive of her child and used sacrificial magic to try to protect it but they were too late, Gillrou cried blood as she watched the void completely consume ORCHIS Habor.
Awisk, the Phoenix sage, watched, he felt and saw everything with his Phoenix sight which sees all of space and time, but he stood guard at the gate of the tower of fate, where he was instructed by his master to remain, he knew he couldn't help ORCHIS Habor any more than they could help themselves, he currently is containing all of the 99 mages of Westerners in a pocket dimension with him, he lacked the power to hold back the tempest, but just before ORCHIS Habor fell, something never witnessed in eons happened. The new born of Gillrou was a sage, one unlike many others, as the tempest came for it and reached for its soul, the boy unleashed all its power, one the very universe felt, enough power to not only destroy the void but all of the 3rd realm in a resulting shockwave, Awisk was helplessly thrown down to Midgard by the resulting explosion as all of the realm after projecting a barrier over the tower of fate, the realm vanished instantly into a singularity, with nothing but fragments of the tower floating in space. Awisk lets out his Phoenix screams as he materialized gathering up pieces of the tower of fate with him as he escaped to Midgard.
THE END.