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Born of Flesh and Flame

Born of Flesh and Flame

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Long ago the four realms of Ash'shan'dar were attacked by a powerful Demon Lord known as The Nightmare God. His reign over Ash'shan'dar lasted for ten thousand years. Three Heros A demonborn, A mage, and A Elven Ranger joined the four nations as one into a great army lead by the Demonborn to the Crimson Tower where the Nightmare God lay waiting. A great battle that lasted seven hundred years insured until at last the battlefield littered with the thousands of dead from both the Armys of Ash'shan'dar and the Nightmare Gods forces of darkness Only the demonborn and the Nightmare God remain, No one knows what happened on the cold winters night when the Nightmare God fell at the hands of the nameless Demonborn Seven hundred years passed and the story of the Seven hundred war of Darkness passed into myth and was nearly lost to time. Until on the very same cold winters night in inn of small regin of the Haven a boy born from a mortal woman but has the blood of a Demon Lord in him. A Child such as this has not been seen in over Seven Hundred years. while deep in the darkest depths of Azgar the realm of darkness a figure entomed in ice stirs as a large crack forms down the middle of the Icy Tomb. Darkness has once again awoken to the Realm of Ash'shan'dar
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Chapter 1 - Jasper Youngblood of the Haven

It was the same dream, every night Jasper awoke standing in a vast empty space the air around him was cold, a low buzzing grew inside Jaspers head a slow piercing pain grew in the back of his skull. "Jasper!" a low hissing voice screamed out.

His eyes shot open as he sat up in bed his dark brown hair drenched in a cold sweat. "It was just a dream, Only a dream and dreams can't hurt you." He said his voice still shaking with fear as he placed a hand over the golden cross with a heart that looked like it was wrapped in thorns necklace that he had always worn.