Young Writers Society

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Destruction is bliss

Thy destruction is greater than thy hate

Spite thee and thou shall depart from life

Prologue:

A chill floated throughout the air in the city of Naethr. No one stopped for even a second, yet before them their very own souls were already being captivated by the magic that lay in the possession of the being standing thousands of miles away. However, in the next city, which lay just a few roads beyond Naethr, the process had already been taken to the next step. In Anhraem, the citizens fell onto the ground, clutching the center of their chests, which were gleaming red. The shoppers dropped their wallets, the blacksmiths their hammers, and the guards their swords as they all fell. Suddenly, a blue circle rumbling with magical energy in the center of the city exploded and expanded throughout the whole city. As the blue magic contacted with the red energy in the citizens, the red center was sucked out of the person and mixed with the blue energy. It coagulated into a black sphere and sped away to the far-away magician's open palms. After it finished, the people suddenly bent over, as if they were trying to touch their toes without effort, stood up, and continued with their normal lives as if nothing had happened. No one had noticed all the other animals' disappearance or the sudden loss of emotions. No one would ever notice them, had it not been for a straggler who just happened to stumble out of the city, escaping the energy at the exact moment the event happened.

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.::Chapter 1::.

Garek hit his head hard on his bedpost as he suddenly sat up, shaking and sweating from his dream.He sat still in his bed, still under the covers, thinking about his dream and still believing he was in immediate danger. However, he couldn't move, only think as sweat trickled down his long hair into his eyes and irritating them. Then he realized that the Elementals didn’t exist anymore and very few knew about the arts of magic now. But not that long ago, he thought, it has only been 150 years since the reign of the Darkness Elementals. Garek scoffed at the idea. He looked around at his messy room: spell books were lying around everywhere, his bedsheets were on the floor, and his clothes were in an assorted pile in the corner. Garek stumbled across his room, almost tripping a few times to reach his stack of clothes. They weren't even nice, or 'clean', clothes; many were ripped or torn somewhere. Still, as a 14 year old teenager, 'who cares?!' After finishing changing and throwing his pajamas on the bed, he looked at himself through the partially broken mirror dangerously hanging off a tiny hook in a crack of a wall. The result was a look that would have shamed the most defiant and obnoxious teen anywhere. Suddenly, he heard a huge explosion in the ceiling and the right wall. It was so loud he could not hear temporarily, but he could see cracks forming in both of the walls. An enormous chunk of each fell off, and he cast a shield above himself to protect himself. He saw gleaming blue eyes through the hole in right wall, and bright, malevolent eyes in the ceiling. He was definitely scared, but he had a nagging suspicion that this had something to do with his older sister. Slowly, she did climb out of the pile of rocks made from the mess on the right wall, and her demon servant almost landed on Garek as it jumped down. It looked impressive; there were spikes across it's spine and horns everywhere on it's red body. If you compared the sister and the brother, one would see that there could not exist a more opposite pair of family members. Garek had dark, black hair, black eyes, and always carried an air of anger or annoyance. His sister, on the other hand, always offered optimistic advice, had blond hair, and blue eyes. However, there was more to his sister than meets the eye.

Garek, fuming-red by now, shouted, "What the hell?!" and threw a Cero-level blast at her. She blocked part of it with her open palm, but the rest was deflected to the right wall and yet another huge hole was made in it.

He continued, "Nora, you can't just frekin' storm in here and destroy my room. What in Jiulph's name were you thinking?"

Nora tutted and wagged her finger at Garek, and replied," What are you talking about? can't really see anything wrong with your" she waved about the room, "room. And don't say stuff like that, I really don't like it when you say things like that." Her pupils glowed bright red as she said that, and returned to the normal blue. It creeped Garek out whenever she did that. "The main reason I came, though, was because you slept in late so I came to tell you to wake up and eat breakfast. Sorry If I caused such a 'scare'."

Mumbling swear words under his breath, Garek stormed down the already creaking stairs to the kitchen, leaving his sister humming a merry tune while using magic to fix the mess.

Her servant said in a deep voice, "In our hell dimension, Jesus Christ, our lord and savior, would kick his god damn ass."

.::Chapter 2::.

To be continued...(insert mysterious smiley-face here) :wink: