RPG Friends Prologue
Author's Note: Ongoing story. Old discovery from some archives of mine. Could definitely use some renewal and comments are highly appreciated.
“It’s powerful, it’s gorgeous, nothing comes close to such a positive force as such.” The man had cried out, pleading to rescue the object, “Iridus’ Heart, if we shatter its everything, Iridus would fall. Iridus would be nothing but rubble.”
Only screams and mumbles echoed the darkened cavern. The man stomped his foot, shutting every noise off with his echoes. “Enough!” The man viciously growled, “This is our ticket out! This will free you all and you refuse this? We are strong, we are too powerful for such a miniscule kingdom. We know pain that they wouldn’t even begin to process. But, you’re scared? You have nothing to worry about, I will make them pay.” The man angrily said as he took one step forward. The black shadows around him sprawled at his foot, making sure none touched him. “Is something wrong?”
The ring of screams and whispers echoed in the cavern once again. The man held his hand up and the sound quieted immediately. “The King is too pitiful to send out warriors. Even if he does, they’ll fail upon my sight. We can turn them into nothing but dust if we wanted, they cannot touch us. We’re unstoppable.” He looked at the ground and grinned genuinely, “Now, may I?” The once sprawled shadows absorbed into a giant blob underneath his foot. He smiled upon contact and fell through the hole of darkness.
The void dropped the man into a nicely dressed hallway. Golden frames and a red carpet elegantly hung from the walls, the floor clicked with every footstep around. “Shall we have some fun with this mission?” The man whispered menacingly to avoid any suspicion. He looked at a door, light leaked through the bottom of the frame. “Yes, we shall.” The man casually walked over and saw a cutely dress girl wearing a clown costume.
The girl was halfway into painting her face white, until seeing the darkened hallway leak in to the mirror. She turned to see the man, the eerie atmosphere surrounding the pale white man. He was skinny, tall. He wore black rags and gray dust. “Sir?” She whimpered.
“I’m sorry to announce, the show has been cancelled.” The man slowly raised his hand at the girl, black matter and shadows sprawled everywhere, dashing up and muffling the girl. She let out a small squeak before suffocating under the weight of the shadowy appearance. Her peach face turned a pale white in a matter of seconds, the color of her outfit disappeared as easily as the shadows leached onto her. The shadows dashed back towards the man, engulfing him in the black blob of matter.
Shadows had disappeared into his own, casted by the light near the mirror. He stood there in awe at the new transformation. “Brilliant work.” His outfit was that of a jester, black and gray toned. His eyes of maroon set himself apart. “Not my usual attire, but it’ll be a fun… surprise.” He chuckled as he exited. The light had turned off without the man touching it and the door slammed shut behind his exit.
“Where could it be?” The man whispered to himself. A trail of blackened spots aligned onto the floor, whispering right back. The high walls coated in black, the gold being painted with shadows and voids. The man followed, seeing the golden gated doors. “How easy.” The man smiled. He pointed at the door with his left palm, a shot of black matter jetted out and broke the door in. A loud bang echoed through the entire castle as the door clanged to the walls. “Oh, this will be fun.”
On the pedestal ahead was a heart. A beauteous heart with a rainbow morphing along the sides. It was glorious, it was magnificent. “It’s hideous.” The man said clearly with a hiss. He reached his hand out but the shadows sprawled away at the blinding object. Upon contact, the man’s hand was burned viciously. “Ow!” He pushed the heart off the pedestal, causing more noise to the terror. “What damned heart.” He growled under his breath. He showed his palm at the heart and started making the object levitate. “Pay for the price of my flesh.”
“Halt!” A new voice appeared. At the door aligned men with swords and pale blue outfits. “You are committing a crime to the Iridus Kingdom, you will be sent to prison for breaking and entering as well as multiple oth…” His voice was cut off as the man pointed his palm and started choking the man. He levitated the royal guard off his feet until his limp body would stop squirming. The sword dropped and the shadow man slowly gripped his hand into a fist.
“Go! Go! Go!” The royal guards started flooding in, trying to stop the man in his tracks.
The man laughed as he slammed the heart onto the ground. 8 shards shattered, one of each color represented in the Iridus kingdom. He released the man from his grip, knowing he’s long dead now. “Let’s have fun.” The man’s eyes morphed into a bright teal blue. Glowing eyes pierced the guards as the floor was coated in blackened holes. The shards fell into the voids and taken out of sight. The man ominously started rising, a black shadow mass rising behind him. The sudden movements of the shadows flashed to the guards, absorbing them and leaving them for dead. Some guards fell out of order as they fled, but the group that charged in was surely dead by now. The man fell down and smiled, “Thanks for the game.” He fell through the void underneath him, the shadows chasing after him.
A mess, the kingdom was left rampant. Civilians being too scared and alerting the King at any notice. The Shadow Mage became the rumor, a terrorizing man lining up newspapers and articles. Every corner had a conversation of panic, every person was left on edge.
“The Shadow Mage?” The man smiled at the sound, resting in his cavern. “That has a nice ring to it.” He calmly turned to the purple shard behind him. “What a perfected plan, isn’t that right?” The shard glistened as the man stared. “Perfect.” The man grinned at delight. 8 shards drifted around the Iridus Kingdom, almost impossible to find but easy to detect. 8 shards broken out of balance.
8 shards, and little time to find them.