The morning light was faint, like a shy girl, gently pushing aside the curtain of night with her soft fingertips, and a touch of light gold fell on the misty forest. The mist shrouded the forest, like a veil, adding a touch of mystery to this ancient forest. Alexander and Adrian packed up the camp, like two warriors, ready to fight, ready to continue their journey, like two travelers, exploring the unknown world. The air was filled with a mysterious atmosphere, like a ghost, wandering in the world, as if the whole forest was looking forward to something, like a stage, waiting for a performance.
"We have to be extra careful today," Adrian warned, like a general, reminding his soldiers, "I feel a strong magical fluctuation in the depths of the forest, like a demon, releasing power."
Alexander nodded, like a warrior, ready to fight, he also felt the subtle changes in the air, like a wise man, feeling the world. They moved forward cautiously, like two explorers, exploring the unknown world, passing through tangled vines, like a maze, blocking the way forward; and ancient trees, like giants, guarding the forest.
Suddenly, Alexander stopped, like a warrior, stopped in battle. In the middle of an open space in front, stood a huge stone tablet, like a treasure, shining. The stone tablet was engraved with complex runes, flashing a faint light in the morning light, like a magician, casting magic.
"What is that?" Alexander asked, his tone full of curiosity and uneasiness, like a child, exploring the unknown world, attracted by the mysterious atmosphere of the stone tablet, like a treasure, attracting people.
Adrian carefully observed the stone tablet, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, like a child who discovered a new world.
"This is a memory stele," he said, his tone full of wisdom and philosophy, like a wise man thinking about the philosophy of life, "recording the oath between the God King and the Seven Sages, like a historian telling history. It may contain important historical information, like a treasure, waiting for people to explore."
Alexander approached the stele, like a devout believer, feeling the power of the gods, reaching out to touch the ancient runes, like a magician, feeling the power of magic. The moment his fingers touched the surface of the stele, a powerful energy surged into his body, like a torrent, washing his mind.
The surrounding scene began to distort, like a dream, appearing in his mind. Alexander felt that he was pulled into a whole new world, like a traveler entering another world. He found himself standing in a magnificent hall, like a palace, with seven powerful figures surrounding a man in a golden robe-obviously the God King, like a king, ruling the world.
The voice of the God King echoed in the hall, like a god, issuing an oracle.
"I swear in the name of eternity, like a warrior swearing loyalty, to share power with you seven sages, like a king distributing power. Each of you will protect an aspect of the world, like a hero, protecting the world, and jointly maintain balance and harmony, like an artist, creating harmony."
The seven sages stepped forward one by one and swore allegiance, like a warrior swearing loyalty. Alexander saw the Guardian of Nature, like a mother, caring for her children; the Guardian of Knowledge, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life; the Guardian of Justice, like a warrior in battle; the Guardian of Life, like a doctor, treating patients; the Guardian of Time, like an old man, recalling the past years; the Guardian of Space, like a traveler, exploring the world; and the Guardian of Balance, like an artist, creating harmony.
However, at the moment when the oath was about to be completed, Alexander noticed that one of the sages, the Guardian of Balance, had a subtle ambition in his eyes, like a demon, tempting humans.
The picture suddenly changed, like a movie, playing the picture. Alexander found himself in a fierce debate, like a family, in conflict. There seemed to be a disagreement between the seven sages, like a warrior facing the enemy; their quarrels echoed in the hall, like a storm, roaring.
"We can't go on like this!" The guardian of nature said loudly, like a mother, caring for her child, "Our fight is destroying the balance of this world, like a demon, destroying the world."
"But who decides what is the right balance?" The guardian of balance retorted, like a tyrant, commanding his subjects, with a hint of danger in his voice, like a demon, tempting humans, "Maybe we need a new order, like a warrior, conquering the world."
The God King tried to mediate, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life.
"Please remember our oath, like a warrior, swearing loyalty, our duty is to protect, like a hero, protecting the world, not to rule, like a tyrant, commanding his subjects."
But the flame of ambition has been ignited in the eyes of the guardian of balance, like a demon, tempting humans.
"Maybe it's time to redefine our roles," he said, his tone full of ambition and desire, like a tyrant, commanding his subjects.
The picture changed again, like a movie, playing the picture. Alexander saw a terrible battle, like a demon, destroying the world. The Seven Sages split into two factions, like a family, in conflict; their power almost tore the whole world apart, like an earthquake, shaking the earth. The God King stood in the center, like a hero, trying to stop it all; trying to stop this disaster, but the situation seemed to be out of control, like an out-of-control beast.
At this moment, Alexander felt a powerful force pulling him back to reality, like a person waking up from a dream. He panted and knelt in front of the stone tablet, like a warrior who had consumed all his energy in the battle; his forehead was covered with cold sweat, like an athlete who shed sweat during exercise.
Adrian hurriedly helped him up, like a father who cared about his child.
"Are you okay? Like a warrior who won the battle," he said, his tone full of worry and tension, like a general who felt the threat of war, "What did you see? Like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life."
Alexander slowly stood up, like a warrior who defeated the enemy, his eyes full of shock and sadness, like a child facing the truth.
"I saw... the beginning of betrayal, like a demon, tempting humans," he said, his tone full of confusion and uneasiness, like a child facing the truth, "Adrian, the guardian of balance, like a tyrant, commanding his subjects, he caused this disaster, like a demon, destroying the world."
Adrian sighed, like an old man, recalling the past years.
"Yes, this is the darkest page in history, like a tragedy, happening," he said, his tone full of sadness and helplessness, like a person who witnessed the war, "The Guardian of Balance believes that only by controlling everything can the real balance be achieved, like a tyrant, commanding his subjects. His ambition eventually led to the division of the Seven Sages and the decline of the Kingdom of God, like an empire on the decline."
Alexander frowned and thought, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life.
"But why didn't the King of God stop all this?" He said, his tone full of confusion and uneasiness, like a child facing the truth.
"Because the power of the God King comes from the support of the Seven Sages, just like a king, relying on his subjects," Adrian explained, like a mentor, revealing the truth, "When the Seven Sages split, like a family, conflicts occurred, and the power of the God King was also weakened, like a warrior, losing strength. That's why a new God King is needed, like a hero, saving the world, someone who can reunite all forces, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life."
Just then, there was a commotion in the depths of the forest, like an alarm bell, reminding them that danger was approaching. A black shadow rushed out of the woods, like a demon, descending into the world, attacking them, like a warrior, attacking the enemy.
"Be careful!" Adrian shouted, like a general, reminding his soldiers, and casting defensive magic at the same time, like a magician, casting magic.
Alexander reacted quickly, like a warrior, reacting in battle, summoning elemental barriers, like a magician, casting magic. The shadow crashed into the barrier and howled in pain, like a demon wailing.
When the smoke dissipated, like a ghost, disappearing, Alexander saw the attacker clearly. It was a humanoid creature wearing black armor, like a warrior, preparing for battle, but its eyes flashed with unnatural purple light, like a demon, watching his prey.
"This is... a fallen guardian," Adrian exclaimed, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life, "It has been corroded by the power of darkness, like a demon, tempting humans."
The guardian attacked again, like a warrior in battle, this time its attack was more fierce, like a demon, releasing power. Alexander and Adrian had to deal with it with all their strength, like two warriors in battle.
The battle lasted for a long time, like a long war. Alexander used all the skills he had learned, like a magician, casting magic, but the fallen guardian seemed unbeatable, like a demon, resisting everything.
Suddenly, Alexander remembered the image in the stele, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life. He realized that this guardian was once a person with lofty ideals, like a hero, guarding the world, but was confused by the dark power, like a demon, tempting humans.
"Wait!" Alexander shouted, like a warrior, sounding the alarm, "We don't need to defeat it, like a hero, saving the world, we need to purify it, like a magician, casting magic!"
He closed his eyes and concentrated his mind, like a warrior, preparing for battle, recalling the power of purification taught to him by the water element, like a magician, casting magic. Alexander stretched out his hands, like a magician, casting magic, a soft blue light shot out from his palms, like a holy light, illuminating the darkness and enveloping the fallen guardian, like a demon, being purified.
The guardian struggled, like a warrior, resisting the enemy, but gradually, the purple light in its eyes began to fade, like a demon, losing strength; finally, the black armor shattered, like a warrior, defeated, revealing a weak but recovered man, like a child, crying.
"Thank you," the guardian said weakly, like a warrior, thanking his opponent, "I have been trapped in the dark for too long, like a prisoner, imprisoned."
Alexander helped the guardian up, like a friend, helping his friend.
"What happened? Like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life," he said, his tone full of confusion and uneasiness, like a child facing the truth, "Why did you become like that?"
The guardian shook his head sadly, like an old man, recalling the past years.
"That was the chaos after the Great Schism, like a demon, destroying the world," he said, his tone full of sadness and helplessness, like a person who witnessed the war, "When the Seven Sages fought each other, it was like a family, in conflict, and the dark forces took the opportunity to erode many people, like a demon, tempting humans. Some of us lost our way, like a warrior, lost our way, swallowed by hatred and fear, like a demon, controlling people."
Adrian stepped forward, like a mentor, guiding his students.
"Do you know what the situation is now? Like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life," he said, his tone full of wisdom and philosophy, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life, "Are there any other surviving guardians? Like a hero, looking for his companions."
The guardian shook his head, like a warrior, facing failure.
"I'm not sure," he said, his tone full of sadness and helplessness, like a man who has witnessed the war, "but I know that the dark power is still spreading, like a demon, devouring the world. Only the true God King can bring balance back, like a hero, saving the world."
After saying this, the guardian turned into a ray of light and disappeared, like a ghost, leaving Alexander and Adrian in deep thought, like two wise men, thinking about the philosophy of life.
"We must keep moving forward," Adrian finally said, like a general, commanding his soldiers, "There is still a final test waiting for you in the center of the forest, like a warrior, accepting the final test."
Alexander nodded, with a new determination in his eyes, like a warrior, ready to fight. He knew that he was not only shouldering the mission of becoming the God King, like a hero, shouldering a heavy responsibility, but also the responsibility of saving this broken world, like a warrior in battle.
They continued to go deeper into the forest, like two explorers, exploring the unknown world, heading towards the final destination, like two warriors, moving forward. Alexander's heart was full of doubts and determination, like a wise man, thinking about the philosophy of life. He knew that the real challenge had just begun, like a climber on the way to the top.
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