Thirty-thousand lights came upon Elias's view. Through courage, he was able to defeat strong enemies. He was walking, leaving a trail of blood. His sword bloodied, yet sharpened as if it could not be dulled by anything. His heroic figure stood firmly as he gazes upon the horde that was coming to him.
Posing with a stance, Elias readied himself for a fight. He met the enemies with no fear. The only thing he had in mind was to kill the enemy within two strikes. He was successful in doing so, not because he owned a sharp sword. It was because of the power that awoke in him.
Sharp wind coated his sword. The wind roared like a chainsaw, it was sharp enough to tear through the enemies that stand before him. It all happened when he was at the edge of death. He felt a sharp sound of wind cutting before he finds himself facing the Maiden chosen by the War God.
Like the rumors, she was truly beautiful. She stood like a fairy of the lake in this world of white. In the center where she stood was a ripple that made a wave towards him. Her hair was waist-length, skin that seemed translucent like snow. Her eyes showed vigor and looking at her would make a man or woman's heart tremble at the sight.
"I see," she worded. "It looks like it has given this place for us. An Inner World where the Heroes could share a mental link. If only I could establish this with any person I want. I bet he wouldn't escape me and leave me alone again...maybe tie him up and have him take responsibility?"
He didn't know what she was talking about. He took a step forward and spread his hands, "Who is this "It' that you speak off? Where am I?"
"I am talking to the War God," she said curtly. "He or She doesn't have any form or names. In many cultures, the War God is depicted as both male and female. I call the War God 'It' since it would be appropriate. And for where we are you heard me. We are in the Inner World of Light. Here we can discuss without the constraints of time and space. However, the person needs to accept the invitation before the person's consciousness gets transported into this world. I seem to hold a significant power over this mental world."
"Why am I here?" asked Elias.
She looked at him, "You should know already Elias. Wind Spirit, you still hide when my gazes can see through you?"
"Pardon me, Lady Maiden," a voice responded from inside Elias.
A sharp wind manifested and turned into that of a woman. This wind spirit was entirely made of wind and the 'hair' of this wind woman surrounded her like a coil. She landed her heel and bowed gently at the War Maiden who stood before her.
"It seems like the Maiden of this time is remarkable. You possess remarkable power, War Maiden. We are in luck." She sized up the War Maiden Ciara.
"I was helped," she responded. "It's none of your business, Spirit."
"Yes it isn't," she smiled. "So it looks like you have a lot to explain, Maiden."
Ciara taps the ground and created ripples. "You should know why you are here. Everyone should know the legends. I do not believe that you do not know the legends of the Elemental Light."She placed her hands on her hips. "You have been chosen as the hero of the Elemental Wind."
Elias stood with his jaw hanging, "Is that why I got this sudden power?"
"Yep," she said. "You got the power out of the Wind Elemental Spirit, the spirit lady that talked to me." She smiled. Her face resembled that of a Goddess. "Praise the heavens, Elias. You are now a chosen Hero. You shall save this world from destruction and pain."
"Is that so?" Elias said. "Why choose me?"
"Who knows?" Ciara shrugged. "I became a War Maiden without warning. I didn't even know I have the mark until I got taken into the fortress of the three fates. I now have the power to support the heroes and take down enemies with methods I never knew possible."
Elias stared at his hands. "I don't know what to say."
Ciara looked at him. "Getting power that could be used to save the world is indeed rather heavy. The world now bears its weight over you. You will have to act upon the enemies of the Light and go on a journey that will decide the future of this world. I am afraid that you cannot change your fate."
"What if I refuse?" said Elias.
Ciara smiled. "Who knows? You can defy this fate but it will come knocking over and over again. You have the power and you wish to use this for the greater good. I believe that the Elemental Light didn't choose you if you aren't willing to be selfless for the sake of the world. Am I wrong?"
Elias clenched his fists. "I don't know why I have this power. But if I can use this to bring those men out of the dungeon that I am in then I shall embrace it."
"I see." Ciara nodded. "As the War Maiden, I bless you. Through me may the God of War watch your back and favor you in battle."
"Thank you, War Maiden." Elias nodded deeply. He looked at Ciara who was disappearing. "Milady, why do you accept this role?"
Ciara stopped walked. "Hmm, the world wasn't kind to me. It mocked me and ridiculed for having an unbearable face. Now that I have gained beauty they could not stop fawning over me. Why should I save this world? Why should I help save it?" she shook her head. "But I came to understand that this road is long and that if I don't act this power will go to waste. I've seen what happen in the fall of Oasis. I've seen men and women struggle in protecting what they believe. I cannot allow myself to be carried by someone again. I really don't want to burden him again by carrying me. He saved my soul. I would have despaired if he didn't do suffer for me."
"He?" asked Elias.
Ciara smiled at that.
She said, "Everyone has their reason for fighting. I am not an exception. I guess I am just following that single-minded desire like him."
"You must really admire this person, Lady Maiden," said the wind spirit.
"I do, Spirit. I really do. In fact, I want to catch him and lock him up so he can't leave me alone again," she said that with an eerily bright smile.
Elias took a step back. The wind spirit eyed Elias. "It looks like the lady has her unique traits as well."
"Oh please," Ciara shrugged. "Women can chase after the man of their dreams too. I have someone that I want to be with too. Who wants to be alone in this world?"
"How lovely," commented the Wind Spirit. "To be surrounded by many handsome men of the Inner Lands. I wonder who the lucky guy that won the heart of the War Maiden?"
Ciara tilted her head. "I shall keep that secret to myself." She looked at Elias. "You better keep your heads up. I can feel that this dungeon that you are in is no normal one. I don't know what caused the appearance of this dungeon but you will be tested here, Hero Elias. And may God's fortune be with you, Elias."
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Elias opens his eyes, circulating the wind's energy upon his veins, he pointed the tip of his sword forward. A sharp sound whistled as the enemies in front of Elias were cut open into many pieces. The remaining enemy stood still, it growl and tried to pounce at Elias. He merely swung his sword. The enemy was cut from bottom to head. The head of the monster split into two along its body.
The lights above him blink. Four-legged monsters crawled on the ceiling as they slowly surrounded the humongous chamber that Elias was in. He raised his sword and placed it forward, his foot took a firm hold, his hand glowed light blue as the wind spirit's body manifested around him.
"Shall we start bearer of the elemental wind?" asked the spirit of the wind.
"Yes. How shall I proceed with this?"
The elemental spirit of the wind snickered. "Kill them. Give them the blessing of the wind. Bless this putrid dungeon with the power of an awakened Hero."
Elias nodded. He dashes forward, his foot stomping on the materialized wind. He met a creature and pulled his sword back and swung it from the creature's shoulder down to its waist. Elias made use of the creature as a foothold. He stomped to jump and drove his sword into a creature's neck. He twisted his sword, placed his foot on the breast of the creature and threw the creature to the other four-legged beast that tried to catch him off the air. Landing back to the ground, Elias gathered power from the wind spirit and collected them into the body of his sword. The sword was surrounded by a tornado, he swung it hard and the enemies were torn to shreds easily.
"We gain power from the wind. This world is surrounded by air and through this, I gather it to circulate it around your body. In your navel now lies a container that will allow you to do this kind of feats. But I warn you that even with the power of the wind, you are not invincible," said the wind spirit.
Elias leaped up and twisted mid-air. He slew two four-legged creatures and continued his slaughter. He was getting used to the power but he could not stop and wonder why he was able to do this. He didn't dream of being a Hero. Yet he was now slaying countless creatures that would have tired and surrounded him.
"The benefit of having the wind by your side is that you can breathe endlessly. I gather the wind around you and circulate it within your lungs. Have you noticed? You aren't getting tired." The wind spirit pointed out.
"I can tell. I am feeling fatigue, however." Elias poured power from his palm and turned a creature into a shredded paper. He landed on a corpse of a monster. He looked up. Creatures still poured from the ceiling and pounced at Elias.
"Bearer, the enemy keeps on coming. Do you wish to manifest power and destroy that entrance?" said the wind spirit.
"No, I don't think that it will do us good."
"Good point, bearer of the wind." The wind spirit turned into a transparent armor. Elias held the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes resembling that of a hawk. He turned into a warrior of the wind, freely slaughtering the enemies one after another. He was unstoppable and free like the wind. His attack was sharp and the chamber that Elias was scarred by his sharp attacks.
His fight continued on until the chamber gathered enough corpses to fill two ridges. Elias kneeled on one knee, fatigue coating the entirety of his body. He rose up and took in the air naturally. The wind spirit manifested in her human form and gazes its eyes upon the enemies.
"There's too many of them. I see, so this not a naturally made by dungeon. This depth is enough to tell that however, the one that did this was able to drag a barren land dungeon to the outer lands," said the wind spirit.
"What?" Elias widened his mouth. "Are you telling me that they were able to transport this dungeon into this place?"
"Yes. I believe that however did have enough power of blood to transport this dungeon. Hero, I believe that we should escape this dungeon and call for the favor of the Hero and the Lady Maiden. Beneath this dungeon lies an enemy that we cannot possibly defeat." The wind spirit told Elias.
"And leave my Brothers behind?" asked Elias.
"For the greater good, you must call for help. And I fear that you who have not completely adjusted using this power will break. You were injured when you awoke to this power. I cannot risk losing a bearer and leave you to die. The fate of the world lies upon the six heroes combining your power to drive the enemy out of this world. The light shines upon many but it cannot wholly cover the world as it is. We must choose." said the wind spirit.
"I see," Elias nodded. Without thinking much he said, "I must save my brothers. I cannot let them die."