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Kael Viremont: The Last Light Screams

The world remembers him only in whispers. In stories meant to frighten children. In scriptures sealed behind church vaults. In the charred ruins of cities that dared to stand tall. They call him many things. The Lord of Endless Midnight. The Sovereign of Ashes. The Demon of the Last Light. No one speaks the name he once bore. No one remembers the man. His throne sits atop a black citadel built where no grass grows. No birds sing above it. No stars shine above its towers. The land around it decays — not because he wills it, but because the gods themselves turned their eyes away from him. He does not speak. He does not smile. He does not sleep. Only once in a while, when the flames of war flicker low, he dreams — and the world trembles. In those dreams, there is no blood. Only a woman’s laughter, soft and warm. A child running through wildflowers. A fire in a hearth that smells like safety. Faces blurred by time, yet never truly forgotten. He wakes. He feels nothing. And so he marches again. The world believes he seeks conquest. That he wishes to drown the continent in darkness. But that is not the truth. The truth is worse. He is not here to rule. He is here to erase. To burn the world that betrayed him, not out of hatred… but because it no longer deserves to exist. He tried to protect it once. He begged. He bled. He trusted. And for that, they fed him to the flame — and made him need the darkness. It was not always like this. He was not always this. He once had a name. He once had a family. He once had a friend who called him brother. They are gone now. He remains. Not Kael Viremont, the Duke of the Western Vale. No. That man died in chains of ash and blood. What remains now… ...is a silence the gods cannot bear to hear. Let the world scream his name in fear. Let them curse the night he fell. Let them pray to empty heavens. For the last light is long gone. And its scream has only just begun.
Yahya_Hilal · 4.1K Views

KAEL - FURY OF ZERATH

Sebelum waktu ada seperti yang kita kenal, hanya ada Kekosongan yang tak terbatas. Dari kehampaan itu, lahirlah Tiga Wujud Pertama: Aelarion, sang Cahaya dan sumber sihir; Zhorak, perwujudan Bumi dan api inti; serta Malgorath, entitas Kegelapan dan bayangan. Keseimbangan rapuh di antara mereka akhirnya pecah, memicu Perang Primordial – sebuah benturan kosmik dahsyat yang merobek struktur realitas dan melahirkan dunia baru yang terluka: Zerath. Perang agung itu meninggalkan warisan yang abadi. Saat kekuatan Tiga Wujud mereda, inti sari kekuatan mereka terlepas dan pecah menjadi Dua Belas Fragmen Zerath – serpihan cahaya murni Aelarion, bara api inti Zhorak, dan bisikan gelap Malgorath. Fragmen-fragmen ini jatuh ke dunia Zerath yang baru lahir, tertidur di kedalamannya, menjadi jantung kekuatan dunia yang kelak akan diperebutkan oleh ras-ras baru yang muncul. Kekaisaran-kekaisaran besar dibangun di atas energi mereka, peradaban maju pesat karenanya, dan perang-perang besar seperti Gema Gelap (The Dark Convergence) dikobarkan demi hasrat untuk memilikinya. Kini, setelah ratusan tahun keheningan yang menipu, sesuatu di kedalaman Zerath mulai menggeliat. Fragmen-fragmen kuno itu terbangun, kekuatan purba mereka kembali berdenyut, mengirimkan getaran ke seluruh dunia. Dan di tengah reruntuhan takdir yang tak terhindarkan, percikan api lain menyala terang dalam darah seorang bocah lelaki – percikan yang tak disadarinya adalah kunci pembuka... atau justru pemicu akhir dari segalanya. Api itu bernama Kael.
Sharkmonsters · 2.2K Views
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