Antichthon
[Chapter IV: The Cursed Promise]
by Alex Magnus
Through the rupture of dimensions I've crawled
To reach this wondrous place
From the dreaded depths of Onkrea I've come
To claim the one that holds my heart
The chaotic path through emptiness
Has come to end and I've arrived
To sacred Dakrea
Where reign the celestial gods
Where impure souls were never to reach
Yet here I stand undaunted
In defiance
Of the cosmic laws purportedly unbreakable.
And before me is the fabled plain of heaven
A sight reminiscent of my vision
Yet no inner peace is felt this time.
As I step into sacred soil
Seven angels surround me
Threatening me with fiery spears
They command me to leave at once.
Channeling dark energy
I evoke my demon powers
I lift forth my mighty blade
And prepare for combat.
"No guardian that tries to bar my path
May ever hope to stop me!
No hero that dares to face my wrath
May ever hope to best me!"
Against my hellish sword
The angels stood no chance
For the first time in their ancient lives
They have tasted fear
Insulting their vanity
I tear the feathers from their wings
And shining golden blood
Now stained the holy ground.
"Halt! Foul soul!
I am Archangel Armael
The great protector of the heaven plain.
Kneel before me now mortal,
And I shall bless you with a quick demise!"
"You know not the power you have just defied.
I am no mere mortal..."
Wasting no time
I hurled at him a bolt of flames
Yet it was in vain
As a magic mantle shielded him
[Chapter IV: The Cursed Promise]
by Alex Magnus
Through the rupture of dimensions I've crawled
To reach this wondrous place
From the dreaded depths of Onkrea I've come
To claim the one that holds my heart
The chaotic path through emptiness
Has come to end and I've arrived
To sacred Dakrea
Where reign the celestial gods
Where impure souls were never to reach
Yet here I stand undaunted
In defiance
Of the cosmic laws purportedly unbreakable.
And before me is the fabled plain of heaven
A sight reminiscent of my vision
Yet no inner peace is felt this time.
As I step into sacred soil
Seven angels surround me
Threatening me with fiery spears
They command me to leave at once.
Channeling dark energy
I evoke my demon powers
I lift forth my mighty blade
And prepare for combat.
"No guardian that tries to bar my path
May ever hope to stop me!
No hero that dares to face my wrath
May ever hope to best me!"
Against my hellish sword
The angels stood no chance
For the first time in their ancient lives
They have tasted fear
Insulting their vanity
I tear the feathers from their wings
And shining golden blood
Now stained the holy ground.
"Halt! Foul soul!
I am Archangel Armael
The great protector of the heaven plain.
Kneel before me now mortal,
And I shall bless you with a quick demise!"
"You know not the power you have just defied.
I am no mere mortal..."
Wasting no time
I hurled at him a bolt of flames
Yet it was in vain
As a magic mantle shielded him