Story:The False Gods

This is where the Chaos will Rise: where the story begins.

Author: Zeokx

Prologue

"For so long the Del have had their share of power. For so long they have tortured us with those elves. Today we shall break free of our chains. Tonight the moon shall be full. Tonight the Del will fall. Tonight the True Gods will rise."

-Exam'ty Imrhono

Chapter 1: Broken Chains

The glorious sun was just rising from the eastern horizon; so peaceful you could hear the Sun Elves singing in praise. But praise would be given later. Now was time to break the chains.

"Today we strike," said a voice. It had such a tone, such a firm and powerful tone you could tell belonged to someone of power. "Today we strike into the heart of our elven masters and we break the chains."

A tall elven figure was sitting on a small, three legged stool, writting notes on a scroll. Twenty or thirty of the same breed of elves surrounded him, all on their knees.

"Nami, are the stones in place?" He looked at a crowned female to his right. She nodded and stood. "The stones are in place. The whole supply. Those Maltar'tys won't know what hit them."

"Good. Now my Rishtas e yris. Today the chains ARE BROKEN."

"Today the CHAINS ARE BROKEN."

"Today the CHAINS ARE BROKEN."

"TODAY THE DEL WILL FALL."

The Moon Elves all stood and chanted.

"TYU DE DEL IYCE KATOOM."

And with that, there was silence. For a moment.

Chapter 2: Fall of Traitor's Peak

"Now we strike."

And just as the Moon Elf lord, Exam'ty, spoke those words, there was a ear-splintering sound like no other. An explosion of course, but it was different. You could almost feel... magic rippling through the air.

All of the fourty or so Moon Elves quickly rushed out of the large stone building, looking down the heights of Trusrethor. An avalanche was crumbling down the side of the Saelonthor peak, probably caused by the explosion. What was that anyway? Something about "stones"? Whatever it was, it was pure chaos.

"Come my fellow Exotritue. We are going back into that pathetic Imr 'Ust'devor de Kryossiom for the last time."

He led the pack of Elves to the highest tip of the mountain, where you could see a massive keep down below. No, it was a church. It was the High Keep of Kryossiom.

"And now... we jump."

There was not a single protest at the ridiculous request, to jump off the highest peak in all of Dawn. No one ever questioned Exam'ty. 

"Nami," he looked at the crowned woman again. Perhaps she was his wife? "Activate the last of the stones as we fall." She nodded respectfully. "Now all of you, I understand most of you are confused by my order. Why must we jump? We are no longer prisoners. It is time for us to leave our prison. It is time for Traitor's Peak to fall and for the real traitors to fall."

"Trust me."

Again, not a single protest. Men looked to their wives and nodded or mouthed something silently. And Exam'ty jumped into the cold void.

Soon they were all mid-air and again, there was an explosion. Again, there was a rumbling. The mountain had surely fallen. All anyone could hear was the deafening explosion and the scream of wind.

"QAIRAYH!!!" The Moon Elf lord screamed. There was no more sound. There was an explosion of power, it felt as if the world itself had just exploded. Everybody flew down at the ground at a speed beyond life. And just before there was impact, there was another ripple of energy. A ripple of magic that seemed to make everyone float harmlessly to the ground.

Exam'ty sure knew what he was doing. But no mortal could ever do any magic like that and live.

Chapter 3: Mei'ty

Dez'tam de Imr'del

A dark purple rift opened in the snowy ruins, and out came a large figure. "Exam'ty, my loyalest servant," a voice rasped. It was unique; seemingly having multiple frequencies with every word. The Moon Elf bowed over to a massive cloaked figure. He was about 16 feet tall, clad in a red hooded robe. Angelic red feathered wings branched from his back. In his hand was a beautifully smithed silver sword charged with some sort of red magic. Abyssal magic? Possibly.

"Dez'tam de Imr'del. I am so very honored to be in your presense."

"Likewise. Thank you for the invitation in to Dawn. I think together we can surely complete our goals."

"Absolutely. As you know, I want these all these Saelontue to perish." Exam'ty ushered to the remains of the High Keep of Kryossiom. It was mostly covered by ice, snow, and rock from the fall of Trusrethor. All that remains was the front gate, half open, half crushed. The Moon Elves began to regroup around Exam'ty and the Del'kye, bowing at the sight of the god. "Praise the True High God, for he has saved us." said a Moon Elf woman. The Del'kye completely ignored the dozens of hailing Moon Elves, rather inspecting this new dimension.

"Exam'ty, I can masacre all of these pale creatures at your will, I can gift you power beyond Dawn. But all power comes with a price, and you know that. You did not summon me here and expect a Del to serve you at your will."

The Moon Elf nodded. "No, my lord."

"Good. I expect loyal servants and then I shall aid you. I want an army. I want a keep. I want an empire. And you, Exam'ty, shall give this all to me. I will be the ruler of Dawn and you," the Del'kye punctured Exam'ty with a razor sharp talon,"shall make sure this happens." Blood flowed down from the deep piercing. The pale skin surrounding the wound began to change into a shade of red, then deep black. Exam'ty twitched and shivered and finally spoke;

"Yes my lord."

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The Moon Elves salvaged as much as possible from the fallen keep; tools, weapons, food, armor and more were easily found upon the corpses of demised Snow Elves. A few living, although mortally wounded, Snow Elves were recovered from the remains of the once great keep. All of them were taken inside the barely-standing front gate of the keep, to the sacrifice room, which had been converted into a throne room for Dez'tam de Imr'del.

"Lord of the High Gods, we have brought this native Snow Elf, as you requested." said a Moon Elf girl.

"Yes. Now get out! I want to speak to this thing alone. Exam'ty, you will stay. And you too," the Del'kye pointed to the girl who brought in the Snow Elf. "What is your name?" he asked the girl.

"Dianna." she replied with a quite, sweet voice.

"Dianna, I like you. Why don't you stay with me for a while. But first we need to talk to this man." said Dez'tam de Imr'del, pointing to the Snow Elf captive. Dianna simply nodded and sat down next to Exam'ty.

"Now, what is your name?" questioned the Del'kye.

"Mei'ty." said the Snow Elf. "It means 'Delivered Son' in my language."

"Delivered Son? Well then. Now tell me, who am I?"

"I refuse to speak about what you are." said Mei'ty with a disgusted grimace upon his elven face.

"I SAID WHO AM I?" bellowed Dez'tam.

Mei'ty simply shook his head.

"WHO AM I?" yelled the Del'kye, lifting his robed hand up. Mei'ty flew across the throne room to Dez'tam's feet.

"YOU ARE NO ONE! YOU ARE A FAKE! YOU DON'T EVEN EXIST!" screamed Mei'ty.

Dez'tam began to raise his other arm as he shouted, "KIARIN". A bolt of scarlet energy darted from its hand into Mei'ty, causing him to shake violently. Dianna was already crying at the sight of this fight. Even cold hearted Exam'ty was shaken.

Dez'tam simply raged on. He stood off of his throne and kneeled down to the level of Mei'ty. He pinned his long black talons into the Snow Elf's chest and whispered, "Where are your Del'ir now?" All five of his inch-long talons belonging to his right hand were driven into the chest of Mei'ty. His entire abdomen was a deep shade of red, except around the area of injection, where it was as black as the void. Mei'ty began to choke up blood and made odd gurgling noises before his skin literally began to peel off. His flesh crawled off of his body right then and there, sizzling. Dez'tam retracted his talons and stood.

"Exam'ty. You will not fail me. You know the punishment. Now go, and take this with you," he pointed to the disgusting, bloody corpse of Mei'ty.

And he sat back on his throne and turned to Dianna.

"And how old are you?" he said, pretending Mei'ty never existed at all.

Chapter 4: The New Army

After the event with Mei'ty, Dez'tam de Imr'del ordered the entire band of Moon Elves, but Exam'ty and Dianna, to search for survivers of the Fall of Trusrethor. Around two-thousand wounded, however perfectly functional Snow Elves were taken to the new home of the Del'kye and enslaved. Common jobs between the slaves were salvaging materials, clearing the rubble and remains of the Snow Elf towns surrounding the Saelonthor mountains, and building a keep for the Del'kye, which he personally named Bytrius Ter'tyu or Citadel of Today. Exam'ty was ordered to establish contact with a large army of Moon Elves which had been started from a small group of Snow Elves sent by Exam'ty himself to escape Saelonthor and spread the belief of the Del'kye. He had successfully contacted the head of the army, a man named Dracorishta or Dragon's Brother. He was an expectionally large Moon Elf and unlike most, prefered might over magic. Exam'ty had been able to contact him and when Dracorishta heard of a Del'kye upon Dawn, he sent a fleet with all his men and women to Saelonthor.

Dez'tam had other business to take care of. Although he spent his days with his Moon Elf 'pet', Dianna, he often called for a Snow Elf to his throne room, whom he murdered in a variety of ways. Although it still frightened Dianna, and often she cried, she became interested in magic. Once Dez'tam had manipulated the sound around a Snow Elf victim and had spiked the frequencies so high, the Snow Elf began to scream and died of shock. Another time Dez'tam lowered the density of the space around a Snow Elf, crushing him. Dianna was curious. Dez'tam began to teach her simple magic and over the course of a month she was more adept than most.

Alas, the Dezran Moon Elves arrived.

UNFINISHED

-Zeokx- (talk) 02:56, October 21, 2013 (UTC)