FATE OF US.
Egypt 1000BC
The wind blows in the desert. Kings and men cower in fright. At the sight before them. As the eyes would see stood an army. An army so large that the desert soil turned black.
"Death has befallen us",said Ramis, "today our fate is in our hands, we men of the land, this land. Ahead of you is an army of death. Those are no longer your family. They are children of death",to the men and kings of the world.
Men and kings of the world had gathered in Egypt to stop Demonicus' army of the undying.
Demonicus, an entity at another level that even the four hevenily realms wouldn't be able to stop. He had recently discovered the power beyond in a place where even the gods dared not to go. Only one God had ever gone there but now he is not around and now Demonicus has gone there and received the power.
The gods are preparing to face him and he knows. He wants an army made out dead mortals. With that he will be able to face The One.
"The gods have left us, Ramis said, "Fight beside me men the Devil stands before us".
Meanwhile in the sancuatry, Titan a whited haired male who is probably in his twenties walks towards the office.
"Kun, we must help the humans or my father will destroy then",he says to a man probably in his sixties.
"The heavens have abandoned them what can we change? They will just look for another power source once earth is destroyed",the man said to him.
"At we can defend them" Titan replies.
"And then face your father?"
With that said Titan walked out of the room sad. He knew the risk of the sanctuary facing Demonicus. All the hi-breeds would face death. The sanctuary was the safest place but he couldn't let humanity die because he was afraid. He needed to do something.
He picked up his axe and armor and headed to the realm gate. He was going to end this war.
Ramis, the alliance leader, a man with sharp cheek bones and broad shoulders and a man of his word. He stood at 6'5". He always feared to face it but he knew the time had come. Clad in white leather armor he was the hope of humanity. One last time he looked up in the skies and prayed for the gods to intervene. This was no human affair.
Demonicus rode on his fiery red fire horse. He wanted to put the gods back in their proper place. He wanted to show them the pure power of the Ancients. He wanted them to feel a little bit more of fear. Fear of knowing that there are creatures stronger than them. Their true masters,"The Ancients".
On his white horse, Ramis knew he was taking these men to their death but nothing was going to change the fact that war was inevitable.
"CHARGE", he yelled as he rode his to the massive black army.
A defeeaning clang of metal. Ramis knew he need to reach Demonicus for this war to end. He slashed sideways as he cleared his way but these undead kept coming.
As he turned to check on his men, he was knocked off his horse. He fell on his back, the wind knocked out of him. He struggled to stand as he spat blood. A sting on his arm brought him to reality. He had been cut. His body reacted on his own to defend. Fast as light he beheaded the creature. He needed to get to Demonicus fast. The war needed to end. His horse was now dead. Creatures had already begun devouring it. Soon it would become one of them.
Caught off guard a sting in his abdomen was enough to draw a scream out of him. He tried turning but it was already too late. A slash on his calf put him on his knees. He was now surrounded and cuts from every side kept him from reacting. A heavy blow on the head was enough to knock him out.
He raised his hand as he was about to reach his goal. Demonicus was right before him.
"Bring him to me",Demonicus ordered. Ramis was dragged towards him.
"Join me, stop struggling human are not worthy your power. I will make you stronger." he said.
"Fuck you",Ramis replied.
As Demonicus raised his hand to order an execution a bright yellow light shown on the battlefield.
"Oh!! They are here" Demonicus said with a smirk.
As the light ascended to the sky, one man stoop. His white armor shown brighter than the sun. Lightning shown in his hands as he raised it to the sky.
"I release you mortals from the curse of death" he said as he struck him axe in the ground.
The once dead men and the undying men who were once alive all came back to their senses and their wounds healed as the lightning touched them.
Demonicus' smirk soon turned to a scorn as he watched his army turn against him.
"Power of The Ancients," he said, " son what have you done. I am going to kill you like your mother". Anger visible in his eyes and active in his voice. He picked up his axe, wings drawn out and flew towards the man.
A deafening clang of iron meeting iron rang through the ears of every creature on the field. It was so loud that most men had to cover their ears and wriggle on the ground like worms.
There in the middle of the battle field stood two men; Demonicus and Titan.
"You should have stayed hidden",said Demonicus.
"You too", Titan retorted, "you shouldn't have come cause today dad you have to die"
"Try me"
Both me rushed to each other screaming. Another clang of iron.
Demonicus swing his axe and Titan dodged expertly pushing him away. Swift as light Demon threw his axe which immediately logged into Titan's chest who instantly lost balance and fell to the ground.
A similar light as that of Titan light the field again.
THE GODS WERE HERE.
