A Fate Yet Unknown
Tranquillity and no
gravity! A weird feeling of infinity! Hooded view! Strange silhouettes
in the dark. Whispering voices out of thin air. A mysterious singsong!
What are they saying? What do they want? The voices... louder and
faster. It sounds like a name... Is it my name? Looking into the
darkness, searching for an explanation of what has happened... a dead
and broken body on the floor...the voices again, ascending to an echoing
thunder... pulling me towards them. The noise is getting louder and
louder... a storm blustering inside my head... calling the name again
and again. "Come with us, follow us!"
, the voices are singing... It feels so seductive...
Suddenly... the mist is gone. I can see clearly. The dead body... it is
ME. No... Nooooo. I cannot follow those voices... I am not done here
yet. I am NOT DEAD! LEAVE ME ALONE! I WILL NOT FOLLOW YOU! I AM ALIVE!
I feel coldness on my left cheek. I cast up my eyes. Slowly, because the
brightness hurts. My tongue feels thick and swollen. I smell the stench
of battle, blood and death. By and by, my eyes adapt to the light and I
can finally see where I am. A small room, stony ground, burning coal
basins in each corner, beds, and a small path in the South. The only way
out? Blood is on the floor, a broken sword, a torch, and a ring. Traces
of a fight? But where are the enemies? My clothes ooze with blood but I
can't find any wounds. I fell exhausted, weak but alive. I can't
remember anything. Neither who I am nor what I am doing here. Why did I
come here? Shall I take the ring with me? Somehow, I think it belongs to
me. Well, speculating won't get me anywhere. Let's get out of here. I
will follow the path to the South. What a luck that the torch is not
burnt down. The coal basins will help me to light it again.
Dead bodies lying around everywhere. Seems that there really was a
battle, or better: a massacre. But who are the dead? Wait, what is that?
A weird blue light in the North. It is not a flame! But it pulses like a
heart. A cold, blue heart.
I have a feeling that I am meant to go inside this shining light. I am
afraid but curious as well. What shall I do? Run into the light or
explore the dark floors further?
I have decided to ignore that blue light so far but I am not sure if it
was a good idea to stay here and to explore this dark place. Now, I have
lost the sense of time. I have no clue how long I have been roaming
around in these dark and cold halls. This is a weird and a dangerous
place. While I haven't found a way out of here, I've seen odd and
strange things. West of the place I woke up there is another room that
looks exactly the same. Here and there you see big cut blocks of stone
that look rather like sacrificial altars than stones. North of that
pulsing, cold blue light I found even more slaughtered bodies, more
blood. The air is full of flies and the horrible stench makes me choke
all the time. At least, I found some armour between all the carcasses,
however, the shield and the blade I've found feel as if they are not
made for me. In the North there were some shelves with books and
scrolls. I did not understand half of them but I am convinced that
something very strange is going on here. I am still with a blank mind,
although this ring gives me food for thought. Does it really belong to
me? Right now, I'm trying to catch my breath and am sitting next to a
wooden door. It seems I am not alone here... I can hear someone pacing
behind this door on the other side. Shall I try to talk to that person?
Maybe the stranger could shed some light on what happened with me or at
least on how to get out of here. Wait! What is this? It sounds like a
riot. I can hear people, voices, clang of arms. Are they coming? What
shall I do now? Talk to that person behind the door or shall I run into
the blue light now in hope that it is an exit...?
Maybe this person knows a way out of here. I will give it a try...
What a waste of time. That conversation with that strange person did not
get me anywhere. I still have no clue why I am here. She is a prisoner
here but unlike me she knows how she came here. Well, at least I know
now that this place here was meant to become a monument of the victory
of good over evil, a cathedral. But due to an earthquake it became a
dark stronghold of evil scum. Now a cult is ruling this place, searching
for unsatisfied, disgruntled and poor people to use them as thieves,
and smuggler and the gods know what else. At least she can take care of
What‘s happening? Damn! The riot is coming closer and closer. I need to get out of here quickly. I can hear them laughing: "Hihihihi!"
, "Herba budinia ex!"
What does it mean? Fire, sulphuric, shadows on the wall. They are coming... coming for me... "Guess who we're hunting, hahaha!"
I can see them now. Monks, witches, hunters and others...
"Your end has come!"
My blood freezes in my veins... I will die here!
An assassin...next to me... whispering: "Die!"
I stumble back... I feel the wall behind... Oh gods... did I just escape
death to be slaughtered by a bunch of infamous bandits and old hags? I
shiver, I close my eyes... I hear their laughter, I can feel their
thirst for blood... blood... for a heartbeat... silence... tranquilizing
darkness... blood... my blood...
Something is stiring in me! Something old and mighty, something magic.
The last feeling before you enter the otherside?... No. The scales are
falling from my eyes. Still, I do not know my name... but I do know my
profession... and now I am sure it won't be my blood that is going to be
I open my eyes... the assassin is still next to me. The others, only a
few steps away, still laughing, pointing at me... Let's see who will
have the last laugh. The assassin, how arrogant he looks at me... I
smile, he raises an eyebrow..."Exori flam"
... an ash heap remains... No more laughter, silence of amazement... I turn towards the others.
"Are you sure you are the ones hunting?"
It begins. I feel the power of magic in my veins, begging me to be unleashed... and I set it free...
It takes not even a minute and all of them are dead. Felled by the power
of magic and anger, my anger. Now, that I know what I am, I have no
fear anymore. I walk inside the blue light and find myself on another
floor. More of this human scum. Good!... and the killing spree goes on.
They do not have a chance to flee or to defend themselves. I cast spell
by spell, no resistance, only surprised faces. I am their judge and
their executioner. No acquittal, only death... I fight my way out of the
building, floor by floor, no one can stop me, who stands in my way dies
Finally, sun light... I remember this place, but what brought me
here... I do not know why but I am sure I will not find the answer here.
I will leave this place. The quicker the better. I can remember a town.
Maybe I can find more about my past there? So, what was the name?
Th... Thiso?... Thees?...Ah..Thais! Yes, Thais was the name. If I
remember right that town is to the northwest of this cursed place. Let‘s
see if I can find the way back home, and if it is really my home...
… I can't believe that I really walked all this way from the cathedral
to Thais. That was very exhausting. Especially, the desert where I got
lost for some time. That was an interesting place. I should travel there
again to explore it further. But that doesn't matter right now. It is
really time to unearth the truth about what has happened with me. After
some days of traveling I could finally make out the roofs of Thais at a
distance. And now, that I pass the gates of this town I know that it
was the right decision to go here. I can feel some of my memories coming
back. Still, there are gaps in it but at least I remember that I used
to live in Thais. Also, the people seem to know me very well. They greet
me wherever I go and show me a lot of respect. Even the town watch
bowed when I entered the city. It feels like I am a famous person... The
town is very busy today... people are running from house to house...
even if they seem to be stressed, they look happy... Oh, they are
decorating the streets with lampions and coloured ribbons... and
everything looks clean as a new pin... this is kinda strange for a such a
big town... I am really curious what's going on here... Oh... what a
wonderful house... I know this one... I'm curious if I... Indeed, I can
open the door... I'll have a look inside... Awesome! That's what I call a
library... and all that magical stuff... wands, potions, instruments,
runes... wait a minute... could it be, that... yes! Of course, all that
belongs to me. This is my residence... This great house, the magic, the
respect of the inhabitants... I do remember! I am the town sorcerer of
Thais! But why did I leave Thais? What happened at the cathedral... Calm
down... one step at a time. First of all, I should take a bath and
change the dusty and blood-smeared clothes. And then, I will try to find
out what happened...
Ah now, I feel like a new man. Almost forgot about that ring I've found
in my pocket. After I cleaned it from dirt I can clearly see that it is a
wedding ring. Could it be that I am married? My house does not look
like as if someone else is living here as well. Maybe Lynda, the priest
of the Great Pantheon can tell me more. Ah, another person I can
remember. Lynda! No time to lose! Let's go. Where can I find her? Yes,
right. North. Hopefully, she can help me.
“Hear me! Hear me! It is Kingsday, people, let us celebrate and sing!
Decorate Thais and let the bells ring! Come to the arena to hear the
swords cling! Let us rejoice! Hail to the King!”
Kingsday! Of course! King Tibianus is celebrating his reign! King
Tibianus... a royal mission? That rings a bell... shall I pay him a
courtesy visit? But what about the ring? ...
Well, I am sure the king is quite busy on a day like this. And he might
not be amused if it was him who sent me on a mission and I can’t
remember... Could be embarrassing... Also, I am sure I will be granted
an audience after the spectacle as well. So, now let's bring this ring
to Lynda, and hopefully she can enlighten me.
Bleeding hell! She ignores my question about this ring. What's it all
about? Instead of telling me the truth she wants to talk about
blessings... Like I would need blessings... Well, let's see if she does
know anything about my mission... Aha... After all we now have a
discussion about the good and evil gods... I am curious... Oh wait...
this sounds interesting:
"The Gods we call evil are Zathroth, Fafnar, Brog, Urgith, and the Archdemons!"
That sounds familiar... "What about these Archdemons, Lynda?"
"The demons are followers of Zathroth. The cruelest are known as the ruthless seven."
… The Ruthless seven... Could it be? A mission against the dark forces...? Let's ask her:
"Can you tell me more about the Ruthless seven?"
"I don't want to talk about that subject!"
ARGH... STUBBORN PRIEST!!!! I felt so close... ruthless seven...
archdemons... Zathroth... damn secrecy... a weird and dangerous place...
under the earth... dark thrones... Zathroth... no sunlight... eternal
darkness... ruthless seven... reigned by the creatures of the night...
pure evil... WHAT WAS MY MISSION...
Part VI - Rise of the Archdemons
written by Dark Spike
I made an attempt to visit the king but to no avail, DAMN IT! If not for
this Kingsday I might have been able to speak with him. Maybe I can
find some answers back at my house; I must be overlooking something.
First I will search my private study in my library. Success! I've come
across letters from the king and notes I've taken down, and what's this?
An old worn down book, about summoning forces... what is this cold
chill running down my spine? As I ponder the secretive shortly written
letters, I realize I'm fumbling the wedding ring through my fingers...
the ring... yes, I remember now the ring was part of my disguise, I was
undercover, acting as one of the cultists to get information for the
king about a suspected cult stronghold. I was there with one of the
king's Royal Guards; she was playing the role of my wife. I'm still not
certain why I was investigating this particular cultist site, or what I
learned from being there, but one thing is certain, I must go back. If
the cult found out about us she could be in serious trouble. I must
What an agonizing ride back, I'm saddened that I was the cause for that
poor horse's death, but I could not waste any time. I've made my way
back into the dark cathedral, this time better prepared, I've suited
myself with supplies I found back at my house: robes more fitting than
the heavy armors I had to scavenge before, and a proper wand and spell
book that feel so much better than that awkward sword and shield. I'm
truly ready for anything these foul cultists throw at me. I've made my
way back to where it all began, in the room I awoke lost from my
memories. I see the blood and broken sword on the floor, and suddenly
the room starts to spin... I think I'm going to be sick... all the
memories are rushing back to me, I'm so dizzy from the rush of the
memories. Avalie was her name, we were found out about by the cult, and
were ambushed, Avalie being a wielder of the sword and close combat had
taken some severe wounds but continued to fight like a champion as I
cast destruction from a distance, we attempted to make a retreat and
lost the horde for a brief moment in this room, that's when I suffered a
blunt strike to the back of the head, just before I fainted I remember
seeing her running out of the room taunting the bastards to lure them to
her and away from me...
Even though we were not husband and wife, during our time together in
this place we grew fond of each other, that's why she knocked me out,
she knew I wouldn't willingly let her be a sacrifice for me, but
whatever we found was more important than the love we had begun to share
for each other. WHAT WAS IT THAT WAS SO DAMNED IMPORTANT, it's the only
missing detail, and the most important.
What was that? A flash of light down the hall… and another, whatever it is, it's getting closer.
"CHAMEK ATH UTHUL ARAK"… it can't be… Demons? Here!? No! It's not just
any demon, but one of the Archdemons! What have these idiots done! I
must warn the king! If I do not warn him, this could be the end of our
world, we must prepare we must… dear spirits, he's found me, we are all
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