When darkness rides the dawn shall come.
In the presence of fear comes hope.
In the crimson fires of the burning heart, I shall mold you, through fire and ice you shall be tempered, Clad in living steel you shall stand against the Demons, From thy blood your oaths written, From bone and steel I shall fashion weapons of unimaginable power, Thy mind shall be broken and remade to stand against the temptation of the corrupt.
You are my Knights, You are my enforcers, The defenders of creation, The champions of life, The embodiment of Honor and loyalty, You shall serve for thy duty is eternal now and forevermore.
- Alliyah Shadowfire, The Eternal Knight.
Darkness ruled overall and nothing was laid to bare, no tomes written or songs played had foretold how everything came to be, only in ancient stories passed down from old to new could tell the story of the First maker, a single entity born from darkness who gave birth to the realms.
Not a thought or motion passed upon the Maker’s mind until he dreamed of beings in the form of man with thought, emotion, and a will of its own. Slowly but surely the maker awakened and with his awakening creation was born from a single dream.
Through his thoughts the realms were born, from his blood, the seas and the stars, from his flesh came the earth and his sight lit the way for all of creation. his mind made the wisdom of men, and his heart gave birth to the Mother.
With the Mother’s help, life throughout creation spread like the roots of a great tree spreading in all directions bringing life across the many realms.
As the Realms grew many species were born all in part to the Mother’s help but some of them caught her eye with great interest.
One such species is the Custodians, their desire for knowledge gave root to many cultures and gained the title of Librarians from the Mother.
Another one of these beings are the Xar-Gezh, Mighty warriors known for their strength and honor, but their true value lies upon their voice as they stand as the speakers of the common folk, gaining the mantle of Protectorate of creation.
With the many species that walk upon creation, none could escape the mother’s watchful gaze until she found a small group of Ur-re’var or human in the common tongue.
The Human race is a fast-growing yet mortal species that possess no gifts of strength or knowledge. Yet they are able to endure the harshest of trials and grow upon the experience they gained throughout their journey.
With each trial the Mother made for them they were able to overcome any obstacle that lay before.
Despite the objections of the Custodians to let be the lesser creatures. The Xar-Gezh saw in them, Hope of a brighter tomorrow with their aid they were shown the ways of creation and what would be the mantle of leadership.
Curious, the mother watched the mortals grow in number with the Xar-Gezh to guide them along their path to greatness.
Each mortal holds a story to tell wildly imagined by the other denizens of creation.
Despite their limited capabilities she proudly bestowed upon them the crown of leadership believing a day may come they shall lead all of creation to a better tomorrow.
Like a father to a child, the Xar-gezh proudly kneeled before the Humans vowing to protect them until they are ready to take on the mantle.
The children of creation celebrated as the first beings upon the new realm to stand before the mother and receive the crown of leadership.
But not all of her children stood silent before the mother's decision.
Outraged and betrayed, the custodians lashed out in wrath as they decimated every human world.
Determined to wipe out the Ur-Re'var from the face of creation and take the Mantle of leadership for themselves.
In response, the Xar-gezh vowing to protect the remaining human worlds from extinction willingly threw themselves into the fire.
The mother watched on as the custodians turned the once-proud warriors into slaves all to protect humanity.
With their bodies heavily augmented damaging their form and spirit the Xar-gezh were no more and the Xer-ragzh was made from the vile experimentation of their own kin.
The human race vowed that day to repay the debt made that day by the Xar-gezh but never came to be.
Angered by the custodian's carelessness the Mother ordered for their immediate exile.
They pleaded before the mother begging before her to undo her choice.
To protect the peace of creation the Xer-Ragzh vowed to serve the Custodians to protect all the realms.
The custodians honored their choice leaving humanity to its fate only to leave them with a scar of hatred and jealousy that dwelled deep within their hearts.
Though peace endured upon the realms an unsettling one but peace nonetheless.
But not all things are meant to be, as creation entered its golden age the dark ones the first rulers of creation launched a full-scale invasion upon the realms destroying many species turning them into a vile playground of torment, decadence, and death.
In response, the Custodians unleashed their powerful weapons of war against the demons of old thus igniting the First war of creation or the Shattered wars in the common tongue.
To stop the encroaching threat the Custodians created powerful viruses called the Vestroyer and Re-weaver plague.
In hopes to end the war they unleashed the virulent plagues upon an unsuspecting world filled with human and Xer-ragzh life.
Their tests were a success as all life upon that unsuspecting world was converted by the two viruses turning the entire planet into a massive weapon decimating the demonic hordes converting the dead into its seemingly endless hoards.
But ultimately sealed their fate by sacrificing several billions of souls turning them into weapons of war.
The mother cried out in pain for the loss of her children, angered by their ploy the Ur-revar marched against the custodian's homeworld of Tarvosh 9 though they hoped to seek justice for their fallen mentors and the victims of their madness.
The custodians showed their true colors as they joined the Dark ones in hopes to punish the mother and take what is rightfully theirs.
With their betrayal revealed the Xer-Ragzh broke their oaths and joined the Humans in the fight against their former masters.
But a master would never release a slave ever so easily. The Xer-Ragzh were tortured and made into mindless weapons to serve the dark ones, hoping to turn the Mother's greatest warriors against her.
But not all hope was lost as the war burned the realms in black fire and ice, the viruses continued their rampage upon the realms.
After countless millennia of devouring living and deathly flesh and minds melded into a single thought. The viruses gained their sentience, breaking free from their arrogant masters giving birth to the Plague wars.
Eons passed, and countless souls thrown into the fire the war for creation slowly reached a breaking point as the Ancient Demons, Fell custodians, and the Twin destroyers were slowly encroaching upon the heart of creation.
All hope seems lost as creation was dancing upon the edge of extinction when rumors whispered upon the eastern wind telling of a Warrior who fought the champions of the dark ones and lived to tell the tale.
Some dismissed this as merely whispers upon the wind when the high angel himself confirmed with his own eyes that the warrior resisted the dark one's promises and temptations.
A being born of Human and Xar-gezh blood who cared not of mortal temptations lived upon a world called Requiem.
The mortal clad in living steel, armed with weapons of unimaginable power born from her own flesh. Donned with innate talent with the blade, and knowledge of ages passed.
Aliyah Shadowfire, the first eternal knight was born, she answered the call of creation in her darkest hour.
The Eternal knight defeated the custodians freeing the Xer-ragzh from their enslavement.
With the Xer-Ragzh freed from their enslavement, they fought alongside their queen Eternal knight, liberating the remaining pure Xar-gezh from their enslavement they rallied behind their queen.
With the warriors returned they fought tooth and nail against their former masters and the demons who destroyed their home.
The Shatter wars were won with the deaths of 2 of the 7 Dark gods and the decimation of the twin destroyers through purifying flames.
Though the war was one the scars of war festered upon the hearts of all as they tried to rebuild their fallen realms.
Eons passed with the ending of the 2nd Great Demonic War and the destruction of Requiem, The Dragon-wolf Kingdom, now left without a home and so few of them left.
Victor Redridge, the newly crowned Archon of the Dragon-wolf Kingdom now leads his people into an unknown future.
By the will of Faith, the Dragon-wolf kingdom followed their Archon into the Sea of Stars into the unknown realms.
With their future clouded in uncertainty and doubt, the kingdom set out in belief to find a new home to call their own and defend it against those who dare to take it.
May Faith bless them upon their journey into the void for this is their story.
Many long and painful years had passed with the conclusion of the 2nd Great War, now settled upon the unknown realm named only as the frontier. The former legion rebuilt itself into a kingdom known as the Dragon-wolf kingdom and what remained of the Xar-gezh and the Xer-ragzh that joined them renamed their species as the Zerrohnians. Despite narrowly avoiding extinction, the kingdom established their home around the exit tendril of the Sea of Stars, terraforming dead worlds to become resource or agricultural worlds providing resources for the kingdom’s growth. Aboard the Arc-planetoid called the New Dawn was able to sustain an entire realm, it was not a life worth living but merely survival upon the relic left behin
The bay doors opened as the marines take in the luscious scenery of forests, oceans, and mountains. Some of them took off their helmets as the vast scenery of Ren'veil swept the hearts of each warrior, as though they had fallen in love for the first time.One of Kent's close allies and friends aboard the Night Hawk, Clayton Carmive, is the Resident muscle of the Strike team. He often wore a Generation 4 Tactical Knight armor – Heavy Herculio. Like Rex's suit, it is also equipped with jump-kit boosters, gravity boots, and a grappling hook gun. The suit can be compared to a behemoth in terms of size due to its base design was derived from the heavy knights during Terran Age 2942 in Xheronian time.Clayton has a mesomorphic build, Caucasian skin tone, brown eyes, and brown hair. Although he is a Promethean, he has prosthetic legs. He clads a brown hostile environment suit, a pair of claw boots, and a shirt with leather plating that symb
The sky cries upon the blood-stained lands of Ren'veil the Knights of Faith offer a silent prayer to ease the earth mother's cry, exchanging a promise of peace and justice to the fallen. Little did they know that the earth not only cried for her fallen children, the skies then cracked and burned echoing upon his rage, but the Demon of Faith had also come once again. He sat down upon the chair as the air grew stale around him with fire and ice, the Knight who possessed his body was not put to sleep by the rageful demon, contemplating upon the mission he was given by his goddess only to find ruin in the peace he had brought to the world. "I will have revenge… I will avenge them all… This… I... swear!" The demon whispered.
Above the skies of Ren’veil the Night Dreamer served as a mobile base for tens of hundreds of gunships flying in and out of the massive ship delivering supplies to the planet below and the injured to its many hospitals. No one aboard the ship was able to rest easy knowing that their brothers and sisters waged a battle to free the world from the shackles of the corrupt. Kallen and her adjutants were toiling away rerouting what forces they had left to the fighters below and the supplies, they had brought were now dwindling. “Captain, we are almost down to 32% of all resources we have, food, medical, ammunition, everything… The forces on the ground won’t last long if this keeps up and the ship’s power core is only at 40% due to the constant requests for fire support and all available power is being
With the High Glaives' help, the New kingdom's army was brought low bringing peace back to the rebels earning them some time to rebuild what they lost. The Glaives showcased their might and heart to the people helping them rebuild their homes and doing their best to fill the void left behind by the scars of war. To some, the Glaives are nothing more than weapons to serve a purpose, to others they are monsters that deserve only to be stepped on beneath the boot heel of the mighty. To the Sky Raiders they are not monsters or weapons, but brothers in arms and family through and through. Two weeks passed since their first arrival and securing of New Hope city all in part to Astaroth’s Glaives securing the perimeter wall of the city, relentlessly p
With the Executioners' arrival on Ren'veil the battle to free her people shifted in favor of the rebellion. Astaroth, the youngest of the 7 clan masters knelt before his progenitor, basking in the glory of their king and creator. Though the Knight Lord refuses to be referred to as a god often at times he corrects the children of the High Glaives to refer to him as a friend or a father figure so they chose the ladder out of respect and veneration for their progenitor. While the battle raged around them Astaroth aided the Progenitor by bringing him a new set of armor. Kent thanked the youngest of the 7 though the time to reminisce shall come now they must fight to free the cities. Astaroth nodded raising his hammer above him shouting "FOR THE PROGENITOR!" commanding his army to strike the New Kingdom forces. Though the marines held their ground as the High Glaives the New Kingdom fought across the city as the defenses held by the marines were
With the Sky Raiders rallied under Kent's rule they now head to forward operations base in Haizol city. Once the city was a connection point for trade in the southern regions and the capital city of Arcadia. Now the city was turned into a temporary base of operations by the Sky raiders a week after their initial assault on the planet. "I have not seen so many troops since the Northern War? How did this come to be Kent?" "Lady Yuuno, these hundred thousand soldiers are merely a battle company. Since the Sky Raiders are spread throughout the planet we number in the millions. Rest assured they all have the same desires as we." "When this war is over my love, allow us to share our home with you for Ren'veil welcomes you home
As the battle for Arcadia raged violently as the Knights of the Sky Raiders fought the possessed remains of the Silver Hammer.Khorn and many other knight companies fought fiercely against their ancient enemy as they slowly pushed forward.With each step they took many knights fell to the demon's trickery and their vile blood magics."STAND WITH ME BROTHERS WE FIGHT IN THE NAME OF THE DREAMERS AND FOR REQUIEM, CHARGE!" Khorn roared.Khorn led the charge against the demon as he tore them asunder with his battle axes sparing no one in front of him. Each berserker held the rage of those who fell in battle during the 2nd Great War and the only people who would ever love the bloodthirsty, battle-crazed, black sheep of th
After a heartwarming talk with his ladies, Berfomet honored the bargain and switched places with Kent to allow his spirit to regain some of his strength.With only a couple of days left before their ship was ready Kent took the time to learn more about Ren'veil's culture and how his ladies performed their daily tasks.Kent used the time he had to get acquainted with Aisha while mastering the new modifications Berfomet made to his body. After testing his new body he joined Aisha for her morning routine with some light exercises around the port.Though he weighed close to 500 kilograms each step he took was as quiet as the night sky despite the clanking of his boots it left no mark upon the road they walked on.He flexed his fingers trying to get a grasp upon the power he had been given through his helmet masks his emotions but Aisha could easily tell his disdain towards the power he received.“Kent, are you doing better now?” “A little better I am still getting accustomed to this body
After their arrival, the heroes received a call of summons from the local governor requesting aid while the meager soldiers and the Demon were asked to wait at the local inn near the southern port.As the soldiers unloaded their cargo the Demon could sense hundreds of eyes watching them from a distance through subtle glances. “It would seem we are being watched.” The Demon whispered.One of the younger soldiers approached Berfomet asking who was watching them the Demon smiled replying to his question with great disdain.While they waited for the heroes to procure a ship that would take them through the great sea the Demon looked around the seaside area finding many walks of life from sailors, Tide Hunters, Wave Runners, and the notorious Sea drifters.“Curious, these Demi-humans are different from what we had seen so far. What makes them different from the rest?” The Demon asked.“Oh, those are the Sea Drifters, think of them as the Tide Hunters with insanely powerful armor and weapo
With a new weapon by his side and the sacrifice Kent made, peace was brought back to Priah while the knight’s spirit healed to a certain extent all thanks to the Queen.While the spirit healed Berfomet the 1st Demon continued to hone the TerraBreaker sword in preparation for battle. Despite its form of being a massive greatsword the Elven forge masters described it to be a weapon like no other, borrowing the traits of a sword, a spear, a hammer, a Halberd, , a scythe, and a crossbow of sorts.Before leaving the city Rio was robbed of his victory and demanded vengeance over the Demon demanding the right of challenge. A smirk wiped across his face asking if he would like to die for demanding the impossible from him scorning him for his selfishness and arrogance.Rio clenched his teeth angrily and summoned a sword out of thin air and threw it at the demon."Fool!" Berfomet whispered.With a single swing of the greatsword, Rio learned that day to fear the powerful as his strike was stron
He looked around to find any survivors and spotted a large boulder covering a cave entrance with a strange face carved into it. The beast ventured into the cavern finding hundreds of thousands of elves strung up like a piece of meat as if they were waiting to be eaten. While others were used to ease the desires of the flesh and later discarded once broken Apex’s rage seeped out as the chains began to corrode. His eyes burned a blood hue as the captives held on to what shred of hope of salvation despite the odds placed against them. As he walked deeper into the prison he found several elves were dying as they were mutilated or worse even the children were not spared from such horrors.Apex unleashed his tails destroying the chains and locks on each cage and freeing the captured elves as they slowly stepped out of their cages he released the domination aura and used his talent called Courageous Hope to put their frightful hearts at ease.Despite the fear his form imposed the elves tha
Night fell before Ren’veil as the defenders scrambled to the top of the wall waiting for the orcs to come as the mages of the alliance made last-minute preparations to protect the wall. Yuuno went to her station at the field hospital located inside Fort Bree the last fort defending the elven capital.Aisha on the other hand reinforced the northern walls with her protection spells while Kent stood by to protect her if needed. While she wrapped up the spell inscription of protection Aisha let out a deep sigh and looked at Kent with fearful eyes.“Hey Kent, if anything were to happen to me I ask you to take care of my sister and bring her to where you came from and give her a good life away from any conflict.”“You have my word Lady Aisha, Nothing like that shall come to pass so long as I am here do not lose hope.” “That’s reassuring knowing your power alone I'm sure a lot of people look up to you for protection or something?”“As a servant of Faith, I will not allow you or your siste
With a small portion of the truth now known, Aisha went to face the Demon knowing full well the price of knowledge could cost her soul. The Demon asked her to walk with him as they reached a secluded area in the palace, overlooking the Forest Kingdom marketplace. He took a deep breath of the forest scent with a smile on his face reminding him of many bitter-sweet memories. “My Lady, you wish to know why He chose your world and answered your call?” “Yes, but first what on Ren’veil’s good earth did my sister and the queen say about spirits enveloping us both?” “As you wish, but to know the truth you must… Understand what had transpired and why the fragmented spirit of the Eternal Knight wishes to protect you both specifically.” The Demon snapped his fingers. Memories of the Eternal Knight began to flow through her understanding of who the original owner of the body the Demon uses and why he chose Ren’veil Aisha got down on her knees as the flow of memories and emotions the kn
With the sparring match ended in his victory, the Demon meditated in the middle of the field as he tried to gather more of the fallen knight’s fragments to his dismay the fragments had faded into oblivion with so few pieces of his soul remaining it was only a matter of time before the cycle is broken.Though his task was far from over hope was never gone from the fallen knight as his fragments found their way home.The caravan entered Elven territory through an old wooden bridge as a small troop of Elven archers guarded the pass with bows drawn and blades raised preventing the party from passing through.Reyna jumped out of the carriage to meet her kin as they knelt before their princess asking what had transpired in Arcadia. “Why is the royal army still here in Priah when we can help the frontlines captain?” “Forgive us, princess, the royal army had been stretched thin for the past few months as the number of orcs infesting the forest is increasing at an alarming rate. We can at le
With the village under siege by the northern orcs, the Guards unleashed a volley of arrows while Aisha and some mage adventurers fired upon the charging orcs with their many magics.As the orcs began to siege the village walls the guards atop the walls stabbed the orcs with their spears thrusting at the heads and chests of the orcs. While fires raged around them the villagers desperately tried to douse the raging flames around them saving as many people as they could.The Demon on the other hand watched from a distance as his back was against the oak tree watching how the people struggle against an enemy they know how to beat.“Their arrogance and indulgence for peace is quite distasteful, correct am I not Faith?” The Demon whispered.Before he could speak a figure of enigmatic light appeared beside the Demon as she sat next to him with but a fading smile upon her face as she said to him.“The peace they desired was altered by those who cared only for their desires, there are few in t
Later that night at the village of Oliah, as the heroes were preparing to sleep the Demon, on the other hand, was watching from a distant hillside monitoring the village perimeter without batting a single blink or breath. The Demon knelt as he prayed to the evening sky while his body was at rest his reach was beyond imagination. He opened his eyes with a heavy sigh as the Demon stood beneath the old oaken tree placing his palm over it as the life of the tree itself was fading away.“You have lived longer than anyone upon this land, allow me to return the life that was taken.” The Demon thought.Life energy began to pour into the old tree revitalizing it with such radiance and beauty as pink flowers began to bloom from its branches.The Demon smiled amazed by nature's simplistic beauty was evermore peaceful but all good things must come to an end.A large group of Bandits was heading towards the village on horseback and will reach the village in minutes. The Demon vanished into darkne