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UMBARK LORD

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Prolougue

 

The sky hung heavy with dark, roiling clouds, their inky depths swirling with a malevolent energy. An eerie, otherworldly light struggled to pierce the oppressive gloom, casting the scene in an unsettling, shadowy glow. Jagged rocks defied gravity, floating and twisting in the chaotic air, as if caught in a cosmic tempest. Lightning bolts, thick and yellow, tore through the sky like shattering the heavens with deafening roars, each strike sending shockwaves that reverberated through the land , splintering it into jagged fragments and igniting unholy fires.

In the distance, the silhouette of a once-majestic castle loomed, now reduced to a haunting ruin. Its yellow and black facade was marred by deep cracks and gaping holes, remnants of a violent siege that had left it a skeletal husk of its former glory. The castle's towers, one half-destroyed and the other completely obliterated, stood like broken sentinels, their decimation a testament to the ferocity of the battle that had raged here. The structure's wounds bled rubble and debris, whispering tales of untold devastation and horror.

Across from the castle, a monstrous spaceship lay wrecked, its twisted form a grotesque blend of metal and malevolence. The ship, shaped like a semicircular long rectangle, bore a demonic face on its prow, crafted with a chilling precision that sent shivers down the spine. Two twisted horns crowned its head, while eyes like slits of molten lava and a serpentine nose gave it a sinister, almost sentient visage. The mouth, with two fangs protruding menacingly, seemed to promise doom and destruction. A massive dent, larger than half the ship's length, marred its side, evidence of a colossal impact that had brought the mighty vessel to its knees.

Near this wreckage, a figure stood, towering at seven feet tall, with skin the color of dak blood. Two horns jutted from his head, and his face, demonic and fearsome, exuded an aura of raw, unrestrained power. Clad in armor the color of coagulated blood, his muscular frame was a vision of brute strength and horror, each movement exuding a deadly grace. A thick, pulsating blood-red aura surrounded him, waves of dark energy radiating from his body and causing the ground beneath him to crack and splinter. The entire landscape around the castle and ship bore the scars of their titanic clash—deep craters, shattered mountains, and upheaved soil, a battlefield turned graveyard of epic proportions.

The red-skinned demon let out a laugh that echoed like thunder, his voice booming and devilish, reverberating through the air with a terrifying resonance that seemed to shake the very heavens. Opposite him, not far away, a majestic longsword was embedded in the earth, its divine presence stark against the devastation. The blade glowed faintly, as if infused with the power of the gods themselves. Webbed fissures spread from its point of impact, the ground itself seeming to recoil from its power, as if unable to bear the weight of its celestial might.

Near this celestial weapon, a small, partly destroyed boulder served as a throne for another figure. This figure, a tall, imposing man, sat with a calm that belied the chaos around him. His slender yet muscular frame was encased in black armor, adorned with intricate designs and symbols in dark yellow, each pattern telling a story of ancient power and forgotten lore. The armor exuded an aura of majesty and might, each piece crafted with meticulous care. His gauntleted hands, resembling the claws of a beast, rested with an ominous stillness, ready to unleash unimaginable fury. Long, black hair cascaded to his shoulders, framing a face that was both handsome and fierce, with a perfect jawline, a trimmed beard, and eyes that held the promise of unrelenting vengeance.

As the red demon's laughter filled the air, the man lifted his head, his expression shifting from weary contemplation to cold, unyielding fury. His lips curled into a sinister smile, and dark yellow lightning began to crackle around him, striking the ground with explosive force. An His eyes glowed with a demonic yellow light, a terrifying reflection of the storm brewing within him. The air thickened around the man as he stood on his feet and stepped on the ground and picked up his sword with one hand gripping it tightly and in the opposite the laughing demon, formed his palm facing was condensing an dark red aura ball in the middle of his palm and it was size of an ball and it was thrown to the man opposite him,the red ball formed into an giant claw shaped while it was travelling, and with an Almighty force it travelling at an great speed cracking the ground below the approaching claw and as soon as it reached near the man, he straight on punched the claw, shattering it into million pieces, as an counter attack the man in black armor threw his sword towardd the demon creature and, with an wave of his hand dodged the incoming sword and made it fly in the distance, stuck an distant ground, along with that the demon leaped from his original position, leaving an trace of residual shadows behind, he was travelling at an great speed, which looked like similar to to teleporting, and as the demon kept, the man also leaped  fastly. Both of them approaching simultaneously , clashed with thier Fists head on, when both fists clashed it created an large shockwave, along with that many deep and dense cracks appeared below over kilometers distance, and two of them face eye to eye, the red eyes was facing the glowing dark yellow eyes. 

 

Many years ago... 

The earth was shown from the space, the earth was surrounded by many wandering space ships around it, nearer to the earth there was an giant circular satellite station was revolving along with earth, and as earth was showed, whereas the sky is filled with full of flying transports variously, and many tall skycrappers was filled in the areas along with signs of modern technology and highly developed cities were shown.