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Aurelius. A land once ruled by a glorious kingdom of light, but not bowing in servitude to a lord of darkness, his every whim a command to the people who are forced to worship him. Of course, the people would have given up hope entirely were it not for an old prophecy, timeworn and lost, that stated "A Hero will rise up and slay the Demon." At least, that's what people thought it said. And so it was, with every birth, a priest would take the babe before a golden amulet, and were it to glow, they would be known as the new chosen one, who would be trained up and sent to fight the Demon in the finest armour they could muster. And when they failed, and the amulet was sent back, they would try again. In this way, 12 innocent lives had been sent against the Demon King, and now here was the 13th, stood outside his throne room, amulet around their neck, armour strapped on tight...
And on the other side of the door, cloaked in the shadows the Demon King, Argentum, lolled upon his throne, his glowing red eyes locked onto the door as he waited for the next in the line of fools sent to die to enter...
And on the other side of the door, cloaked in the shadows the Demon King, Argentum, lolled upon his throne, his glowing red eyes locked onto the door as he waited for the next in the line of fools sent to die to enter...
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