On a clear night, the stars illuminating this green meadow shine brightly.
Under the starlight, there is a vast meadow.
The meadow is surrounded by mountains stretching from the northeast to the south. To the west, there is a dense forest flanked by steep cliffs. The area surrounding the meadow is shaped like a horseshoe.
In the middle of the meadow is a single tent standing alone under the starlight.
Inside the tent, there is a black throne with gold accents. Blood-red runic lines root around the throne.
Sitting on the throne is a figure clad in pitch-black armor, with blood-red magical symbols. A black cloak with golden patterns drapes over their body.
In their left hand, they hold a black sword with a red cross guard. In their right hand, they hold a blank book.
Their eyes gaze into the distance, where the dense forest lies.
No emotion is visible on their face.
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,dum, dum, dum,
"Ignotum Ray Zlaas"
,dum, dum, dum,
"Ignotum Ray Zlaas"
,dum, dum, dum,
"Ignotum Ray Zlaas"
The sound of stomping feet echoes from within the dense forest.
A chant of worship resonates with the sound of the footsteps.
The silhouettes of millions of tall creatures shroud the forest in darkness, like ants swarming in search of food.
,srek, srek, srek,
The sound of their bodies brushing against the leaves is deafening.
These creatures emerge from the darkness of the forest. Their appearance is terrifying.
They have a single vertical eye on their faces. Their height matches the surrounding trees, standing at 4 meters tall. Their bodies are large, like chosen knights, clad in pitch-black armor covering every inch of their bodies, except for their single eye, which looks like a predator watching its prey.
These giants are not alone.
Behind them, tall creatures darken the forest, just like them.
Thousands, millions of them.
They are known as the Night Giants, the sons and daughters of the Midnight Giant.
The giants stop a few dozen meters from the outermost trees of the forest.
Ten kilometers from the tent in the middle of the meadow.
,DUM, DUM, DUM,
The sound of heavy footsteps is heard again from the dense forest.
A different giant emerges among them and steps forward.
The armor they wear is different from the others.
They wear light as their armor, shining white, illuminating the darkness of the giant army.
On their head, they wear a crown inscribed with -Alba Stella Gigantis Aeterna-.
They direct their gaze towards the tent in the middle of the meadow.
An incomprehensible sound emanates from their mouth.
"Show yourself!!!"
Simultaneously, the giants, as if given a command, stand still.
,swish,
Their eyes sharply look towards the tent, as if they can see the person inside.
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"Show yourself!!!"
Inside the tent, the figure looks at the giant who shouted.
Gently, they open the book in their right hand while speaking.
Immediately, the book displays the writing, Vetitum: Mundus Carceres, with an explanation below the spell's name.
-By uttering
After casting the spell, all the giants and the caster themselves are transported to a barren, endless land under a starry sky.
The ground beneath their feet is blackish-red, like dried blood.
From the figure's position, various giant statues are visible, with shapes that do not match human aesthetics.
There are statues of multi-armed humans, humanoids with eyes all over their bodies, dragons with skeletal bodies, and other strange creatures.
After successfully casting the spell, the book gradually becomes transparent and then disappears.
Surrounding the figure are millions of knights, dragons, giants, and siege engines, all lined up facing the direction they are looking.
None of the knights, dragons, giants, or siege engines are living beings.
They are all undead, part of the Left Black Crimson.
Creatures that cannot die again because they are already dead, and only total destruction can annihilate them.
In front of the undead army stands the giant army, motionless. There is no light in their eyes.
Their leader, the White Armored Giant, steps forward a few paces towards the undead army.
He, the White Giant, speaks loudly to the black-cloaked figure in the middle of the undead army.
"I am Zlaas, White Star, True Emperor of the Karies Empire, Corruption is my god," his words echo throughout the place, and he continues. "Introduce yourself, remove your cloak!!!" shouted the giant named Zlaas.
The black-cloaked figure removes their hood, revealing a surprising sight.
Under the hood is not a skull but an incredibly beautiful face.
Her skin is as white as milk, her lips shiny dark red, her long hair flowing back, dark red in color. But her eyes are the eyes of a Tyrant.
Red as blood, pupils like a dragon, oppression in her eyes.
She raises her left hand, gripping the black sword, and thrusts it into the ground while speaking.
"I am Liuzar Imelda, daughter of the Tyrant, the Red Priestess in Black"
With her words, Imelda casts a spell.
At that moment, everything in that place falls, collapsing like puppets with cut strings.
Regardless of whether they were from the undead army, dragons, knights, siege engines, or the giants.
They all perished.
Their falling bodies disintegrated into black pixels and faded, disappearing without a trace.
From the disappearing bodies, they left behind various equipment and treasures. The land became like a field of gold because of this.
Only two remained. Liuzar Imelda in her black cloak and Zlaas, the White Giant.
Neither of them was in good condition. Their bodies were full of cracks, their energy spilling out.
With a face full of resentment, Zlaas, the White Giant, asked angrily.
"Is this what you awaited, dying together without resistance?"
"You did this, Emperor of the Tyrant!!!"
"Where is your honor???"
With a hopeful smile, Imelda answered calmly.
"This is the end determined by the True Tyrant."
"Everything will end in this era, a new era will come."
After saying that, she closed her eyes, and like the corpses around her, disappeared, leaving various items.
"Curse you, daughter of the Tyrant!!!" shouted Zlaas. Then his body fell like the others.
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In an unknown place, a voice like a command echoed from an unseen distance.
"I am Liuzar Kreldan, hereby ending this era of endless bloodshed."
"All True Emperors of the Tyrant, Evil, and Monster, reincarnate without exception."
"The end of the end, the beginning of the end, the continuation of the endless era."
From that moment, this era ended, and everything turned white.
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,Crack,
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