Chapter 3-Wanderer's Letter

In the bright noon sky, a vast sea of blue with trails of white clouds, trails a forest of pine trees as they spread far about like the ocean above them. A open field divides a section of trees with a long dirt road that runs through it, tall green grass rustles as the gentle breeze brushes by. Three figures break the calm serenity of the forest as they journey to their destination, each differing in size and character.
	"I'm beat, how close are we to the port? I need some rest,' whines a tall brown bear as he rubs his stomach. 'And some food."
	"Well we would've eaten back at that village if you didn't ruin it with your lousy fighting!" Retorts the smaller figure, a short rottweiler. "Nick you really need to get a better handle on your weapon."
	"Hey its not my fault those demons attacked and caught me off guard. If I remember correctly you weren't doing to good yourself, Caleb."
	"It is your fault when your own weapon clean cut their stone walls that were suppose to protect them!"
	"Will you two shut up!" Shouts the third; a rather large, intimidating tiger. The large orange tiger stands the tallest of the group, as well as the most muscled due to the years of fierce battles and struggles. His body adorned with jet black stripes, matched with a number of scars that crisscross with his stripes. A leather strap across his chest carries his Black Zanbato, a long and heavy blade that took years to master, a black strap across his waist holds his loincloth that’s covered with a steel guard. Across his legs are light armor also with many scars, worn and slightly dim as the silver metal looks old. Even his eyes seemed intimidating, emerald green that could pierce who they see.
	"Sorry Sig," says Caleb. Although short for a rottweiler he retains a dominant, muscular physique. His fur black, rust colored eyes, only his chest and inner thighs were tan. He only wears a thin chest plate, with the mark of a red sun rising, arms and legs also armored. At his side are his Four Fangs, thin daggers made of bone, and on his left hand the Rabid Fist, a large claw with extended blades. His victory in battle he relies on his incredible speed. His enemies underestimate him for his height, but they soon find themselves on the ground losing the battle.
	"Its Sigmund, wouldn't want the big, bad kitty mad now would we?" Retorts Nick, or Nikolai as he was born as. The golden eyed brown bear was, as usual for a bear, husky and rather large but his life as a mercenary helped to keep him as fit as his comrades. The only one fully protected in light green armor, his strength and endurance never ending to withhold his armor or his large weapon; The Rosecutter, a large ring blade adorned with green ivy.
	"Keep it up and you'll see how mad I can get."
The three are journeying to Port Umi, a large harbor where many ships from all over Anthros meet. Port Umi is one of the largest cities in Anthros, becoming a growing metropolis combining history with newfound technology.
	“So why are we going to the Big Port?”
	“We’re taking the next boat to Tri Point. With all these demons running loose and the Dracoian Army invading every corner of the continent, I think our mercenary duties are over.”
	“But what about the Resistance?”
	“They’re not having to much luck either. It be better to escape to the islands, where the armies can’t invade, the Rigid Barriers can make sure of that.”
	“So we’re now cowards instead of mercenaries?”
	“Well you might be.”
	“Hey! We made a pact when we became mercenaries that we would go and protect the people from the demons.”
	“Then if you want to stay you could...” Sigmund was cut off as a burst of wind blew against them, like some great force pushed the wind with galling speeds. Sigmund tried to look for the source of this sudden gush of wind, only to find a piece of paper riding along with the wind. As the piece of paper came closer the wind seemed to get calmer, until it stopped and the paper began to fall close to Sigmund. It was a small piece of yellow paper, it looked very old and very fragile, Sigmund was careful when picking it up.
	"What was that about? The wind just acted up for no reason."
	"Whats with the piece of litter?"
	Those who journey to find their lost cause, the wind calls for you to take another road. Follow it to the gates of your destiny, to the kingdom of lions, to find the last hope in chaos. Find the one who wields the light that will bring the world into salvation.
	"The kingdom of lions? Hey, that must be Dezdinee Kingdom."
	"The last hope in chaos? What does it mean?"
	"It must be a sign from the Elders! They must want us to go to Dezdinee Kingdom to find something."
	"Too bad, we're goind to Port Umi."
	"But, this is a sign!"
	"I'm the leader of this little band of mercenaries, so I say we go to..." Sigmund was cut off again by another gust of wind, but this time a loud boom came along like a fierce thunderstorm had struck. The sky began to grow dark with storm clouds gathering in their initial direction, then lightning began to flicker in the distance.
	"Well, looks like you got outvoted by a higher power."

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Chapter 4-The Ruins Beyond

	Tyler awakens beneath a starry night sky, brightened by a full moon, feeling the cold, hard stone ruins beneath him. Ruins of a once great castle now lie alone and cold in the eerie moonlight, a few walls remain with stainglass windows that create color in the black night Tyler gets up and scans his surroundings, taking in the unfamiliar setting.
	"Where.....am I? Oh, Elder Flincoff! Are you here?" His voice merely echoes into the night, the only occupant these ruins have seen in centuries. "Elder...Flincoff..."	Tyler realizes he's alone, somewhere along with this place.
	Release...
	"Huh?" Tyler hears some kind of whisper, he turns everywhere to find the source.
	Release...the light...
	"Who's there?! Fear begins to take hold of Tyler, on the ground the shadows begin to move.
	Release the light...to fight the darkness that surround you...
	Soon the shadows begin to form the creatures who attacked the island. They rise up and begin to surround Tyler, he steps back as the begin to come closer.
	Release the light...Release Excalupis
	As the creature come an inch to him, a great piercing light forms as if to protect Tyler. The light takes form, a sword with a blade that gleams in the moonlight and its hilt shines with silver. Tyler can feel an odd sense of power coming from it, as if ot beckons him to become its master. The creatures relent for one second then resume to attack. Tyler acts quickly and slices through the small hoard that threatened him, in one slash they vanish like smoke into the wind.
	"Excalupis?' He looks at the sword, it's blade and hilt still glowing in the light. 'Release the light...Excalupis."
	Release the light...
	The voice whispers again.
	Release the light to fight the darkness that surrounds you. Bring salvation to the world that drowns in chaos, return the hope that the children of the world needs.
	The stone path underneath Tyler begins to glow, one at a time as if starting a path, as if the ruins itself was calling to him.
	"Bring salvation...to the world...in chaos. What have I gotten into?" Tyler's only choice lied in front of him, so he takes the path running through the ruins around him.

	Hours pass by, but the moon remains full in the dark sky as if it never moved. Tyler continues his journey through the ruins, confronting more of the same creatures as before. The path comes to a large area, with tall stone walls tha remain in tact and a sign in the center of this circular shrine.
	"What was this place? And why...why does it call to me?"
	Tyler comes to the center and the sign on the ground, it shows a man with two swords, one large and curved and the other broad and long. He looks carefully and see the long, braod sword is the one he carries with him.
	"What? Is that this? Excalupis?"
	The ground starts to shake, the sign in the center glows.
	"Huh?"
	The shadows made of the moon start to form right in the center, gathering right underneath Tyler. He runs to the end of the room and sees the shadows grow into one large demon. Five times taller then Tyler, it extends its claw to grab him.
	Fight...
	Tyler holds tight to Excalupis and strikes at the evil hand trying to catch him. The claw disappitates, it's owner groans in agony. Tyler runs while it's distracted, siezing the opportunity and leaps to cut at it's leg. Tyler lands without trouble, but the large demon stumbles to the ground. Tyler jumps to strike once more, but it fails at the demon grabs him and begins to grind him. The shadows of the giant demon begin to swarm and swallow Tyler. He struggles to break free, struggles to escape the darkness that's swallowing him.
	"Ngh...argh...no..."
	Release the light...
	In his hand Excalupis glows even brighter than the moon itself, dissolving away the darkness trying to eat Tyler. The light grows even brighter until Tyler can't even see the creature that was attacking him.
	Release the light...your light...