Prologue Part 2

Location: Field of Lafivia
Time: 5:00 PM

Horns resounded through the air calling the orcish allies to war.Wind blew over the grassy fields that would soon drink blood."Attack, my fellow orcs. Show those elves who are the mightier race. Once we have defeated them, nothing can stop us from conquering the forest! " bellowed the orc general, Sauron, who was leading the way to the enemy fortress.

Estimated 5000 orcs and orges charged forward towards the lands of the elves at full strength and bloodlust.The elven archers raised their bows. Though their good marksmanship and rapid reload served them well, and almost half of their enemies fell while still charging, the orcs and orges still managed to reach and penetrate the wall.

The mighty strength of orges easily collapsed the fortress walls. But some of the elven bowman leapt aside in time to avoid being crushed.As the dust from the fallen wall settled, an army of about 3,000 forest keepers dashed towards the rubble with amazing speed and began to slice their way through the barbarian army.Soon, all of the orcs that made it through the wall were dead and those that did not had escaped. The elves had manage to drive the invaders off. All except a single orc.

That orc had run deeper into the forest, deeper into the elven kingdom.Surprisingly, the gates to the capital opened for him without hassle or challenge. A druid come out and, uttering a spell of alteration, changed the orc into an elf."What did you see inside that putrid camp?" asked the elven captain of the guard.
"There is nothing much of importance in the camp but their reinforcements have not been depleted. There stands a portal that opens a link to their kingdom. It appears that their orge magi have invented a teleportation device." declared the elven spy"They are planning to send a group of orcs and ogres, including the general's son, Xinj, to retrieve a powerful artifact called the Cross of Death."

"The Cross of Death?Command all high priests and sages in the city to research more information on the Cross of Death." shouted the elven captain to a messenger.The messenger ran to deliver the captain’s orders to the library, causing it to be caught up in a frenzy of chaos for a while at the newsFinally, despite the efforts of two thousand high priests, only 1 of them could come out with any result of the Cross of Death.

"This is the page that you should show to the Captain" declared the solitary high priest holding open a very, very thick book.The messenger nodded and added a bookmark to the page before rushing back to the captain.

On the page was written:

Cross of Death

This is a mystery artrifact used by many kings in the frozen kingdoms of the north. The name of this kingdom has been lost to the ages. Any king who wears it will possess great power, the power drawn form all the kings who has come before him. This power comes at one price though; once the owner of the Cross of Death is dead, the entire soul of the owner will be transferred into the crown.If the crown's ownership is changed before the original owner is dead, a miracle will occur. After that, whoever is in possession of the Cross of Death will be able to make a pact with the Cross of Death.

"A miracle will occur…. Hmm, the power of kings sounds very amazing and intimidating." muttered the captain "But what can someone do with all this power once they are dead? The deal is worth nothing."

A young but powerful female elven archer named Slyvian came into the room and saw the captain reading a book. "What are you reading, Captain? Shouldn't we be trying to obtain information from the spy?" she asked the Captain.

"We have received some information. The orcs are after a rare artrifact called the Cross of Death. It is is an amazing artrifact. I'm worried that it might cause our defeat unless we send our forces to retrieve it as well." replied the Captain and showed Slyvian the bookSlyvian took the book and read the section on the Cross and a look of amazement swept across her face.

"Who are the orcs are sending to retrive this artifact?" asked Slyvian."The Orcish General's son, Xinj. He is quite skilled.""Give me a good army,a supply of weapons...Oh...and a good supply of food. I'll settle this" Slyvian told the Captain, fire in her eyes."Yes,madam." said the Captain, smiling.

The Slyvian wents off.As she close the door,the Captain thought to himself."Hmph,arrogant girl.How dare she command me.She might pass the military test easily and the High Elven Court had look high on her,that's make her think she is better than me.Then I will do something with her weapon supply and sent a personal army after her.Then,I shall claim the crown myself.

Location Wizard School of Devenshire (In another dimension)Time: 2:00PM"

Okay students. First, add a teaspoon of essence of blight, a drop of vampire blood and 2 heads of lambu." said the Grand Wizard Master Ahriman standing over a cauldron stirring after adding the ingredients

"You will get as a result a teleport potion that can span dimensions. Remember,bring along another potion for the return trip before teleporting because lambus only exist in our dimension."All of the students were paying attention, all except for one, Zorom.Zorom was a bully, but a weak spellcaster as he never paid attention during class.

Thus, he has always failed most of his tests.Ahriman suddenly called out Zorom's name, disrupting his daydreaming "ZOROM!You are not paying attention again!"Zorom shrieked out loud in fear."You will be punished for your insolence unless... yes, unless you can tell me how to make a Dimensional Teleport Potion." declared Ahriman.

All the students in the class turned and looked at Zorom and his face almost turned absolutely red but no answer could come out of Zorom's mouth."Great, since you do not know how, your punishment will be cleaning the entire classroom after school." Ahriman announced

A prefect named Reeve looked at Zorom and smiled. Zorom glared back with a look of utter anger because Reeve always caught Zorom bullying other students and it was Reeve that brought Zorom to the teachers for punishment. Zorom considered Reeve his nemesis.

After the class ended, all the students returned to their rooms for a well-deserved rest, all except for Zorom, who needed to clean up the classroom with Grand Wizard Master Ahriman watching. Just then, another teacher passed by the classroom and called out to Ahriman, asking him some question and distracting him from overseeing Zorom.

While Grand Wizard Master Ahriman was not watching, Zorom took a scoop of the potion using a vial he picked up off the floor and quickly stashed it into his pocket.He then hurriedly finished up the clean-up of the classroom and returned to his room with his prize.

Location: Room Hall
Time: 3:00AM
Zorom wakes up from his bed and slowly crept to Reeve's room. Everyone else was asleep in the wee hours of the morning as Zorom opened the bedroom door and found Reeve sleeping soundfully on his bed.Zorom quickly unstoppered the potion vial and began to pour the potion into unsuspecting Reeve's mouth. Reeve awoke with a shock and began to clamber towards the door to scream for help.

But it was too late for as Zorom laughed, Reeve's body started to glow in a bright yellow light and his body began to fade away.