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Journal of Airith, Temporary Head of The Order of the Black Arrow
Well, that happened. I had just received word from a source that Imic and those paladins (they think we are their nemesis, so adorable) had finished a portal. After I scrounged up as many Truthbearers as I could, I made haste to the lowest parts of the fortress. As we passed the secret gate (which may or may not exist on the east side of the fortress...) Ryukan entered, he must have finished his time at Constructivory early) and asked what I was doing with a virtual army of Truthbearers. I informed him of the situation and he took immediate command of the raid and we continued our decent.
As we rounded the last corner their was a bright flash and we beheld a fully functioning portal. Ryukan gave the order to attack and all hell broke loose. Ryukan took on Imic personally and I found the Paladin's second-in-command, Gadrok, and I engaged him. He turned out to be masterful with a hammer... Even as Ryukan nearly killed Imic effortlessly, I had to use every trick up my sleeve to keep my head intact on my shoulders. But it wasn't enough, I slipped in my defense and Gadrok took the opportunity to knock me on the floor. All I could do was close my eyes and wait for my doom. Then I heard Ryukan shout for my partner, Zasit, to move. Then a loud explosion. I opened my eyes and turned to look at my partner for my entire life, my brother really, his eyes were pure white, and as I looked into them I saw something that I will never forget;
The destruction of Doomforest, through means that I will not dare to write on paper.
After that, Zasit claimed himself a god, and then... he just... I can't. I'm sorry, it's too painful. After a moment of silence, I noticed that Smunstu was here giving orders, I realized that if we stayed here, we would run the risk of exposing our true strength, even if this was just a small percentage. I looked and saw our fearless leader on the ground frozen with a look of pure terror on his face. I got up and ran over to him trying to tell him that we had to leave. We didn't even respond, he just sat there. I ordered two Truthbearers to take him to the Sanctum.
When we arrived, I ordered Ryukan to be placed in his room. Even now, two days after the event, he still lays there, not taking food or water and I'm sure he does not even sleep, he just sits there. Not living, he just... is right now. I, with the approval of the council, took temporary command of the Order.
I now sit in my- his office, looking at the copy of the portal that we stole some time ago. As the night wears on, I sit here just thinking, this portal will be the fall of us, this fortress, this world, and the many now connected to it because of Imic's mad schemes.
This portal means death. No, this portal is death. I have seen it. I just don't know when.
In Some Far Dimension, Where Time Does Not Reign
Ryukan was drifting in and out of this space. He had been here before, when he received his title of Head of the Order. He knew his body was back in Doomforest, slowly dying of starvation and dehydration. He would have to hurry up and find what he looked for here. He drifted through this space, nothing but black. At times, he thought he wasn't even moving, but he had been here before and knew that it was just an illusion. Before much longer he spotted a stone structure floating in the expanse. This was his goal. The birthplace of the Order, The Void Temple.
As Ryukan entered the huge gateway, we walked great distances to a set of familiar doors. He stopped, took a deep breath and walked in (knocking would be meaningless in this place).
As he entered, he spoke, a sound that was like a scream in this infinitely dark and silent place.
"I have come my Master" Ryukan said as he knelt before a pedestal, on which was statue of an unknown substance. The statue was in the likeliness of an Elven Goddess. But Ryukan knew better, this being took on the shape of anything it deemed, right now a Dark Elf, and held enough power to rival that of Armok's.
After minutes, Ryukan thought that his words were lost on the stone. But then the stone began to crack and fall off, revealing a figure of pure beauty. Skin as white as (sorry for the pun) snow, and hair as purple as royal robes. The figure wore a dress of silk that was every color and no color all at once.
"I hear you my most faithful student" It spoke with a voice of that like many speaking at once.
"My master, we are in trouble" Ryukan spoke fervently.
"What can trouble you Ryukan? You who stole the Palantir of Annuminas, the Triforce of Hyrule, the Four Crowns of Cair Paravel; You who defeated the Armies of Gondor, King's Landing, Tamriel, and Hyrule in the same day. Tell me o servant, what is it you are afraid of?" The Being replied.
"My Death"
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