A great crash was heard and the world shook.
The voices of hundred earth-bound souls raised up in unholy rage.
The Goddess of Death was struck the final blow and her darkness scattered through-out the remaining worlds.
Those alive saw as the world tore itself apart, a necessary sacrifice for the good of all.
No one would remember these brave souls, but the gods themselves.
The Rift was filled with life again and balance was restored.
Those who lived through it all took comfort in the dawn of a new day and age.
Years and years flow by like a river flowing from the mountains.
Today seven dwarves set out to live their dreams and build a new home.
As the mountain homes rejoiced in celebration of the building of a new fortress, one young dwarf stands and watches in amazement.
"I would like to someday settle a fort," the young lad said to his father.
"You will," the father replied.
"I can go with my friends," the little boy said matter-of-factly.
"Oh, yes. You and those little rascals are nearly inseparable."
"Robocorn can be our expedition leader. Samrek's father is a doctor, so by then he might be a doctor too." The little boy's eyes flashing in excitement. "Oglokoog is already good a digging holes, so he can be our miner. Heyguys can make stuff for us to sell. Urist the Blue is already a good fighter and can be our military commander. And Krimson can be our seventh!"
"And Andreus," he father asked, "what would be your job?"
"Well..." the boy begins with a thoughtful look, but trails off as he sees a strange dwarf boy looking at him curiously.
"Hello Andreus," the dwarf says to the boy. "I am so glad to meet you."
Andreus looks at the other boy and doesn't recognize him at all. Adreus's father walks away and lets the children talk.
"A new dawn has begun Andreus, " the other boy said quietly. "One you helped bring along. Dusk is gone, twilight has ended and soon my strength shall wain as dawn gives in to day. You have a gifted soul young dwarf. You are destined for greatness, but let me give you a warning. Greatness will come to you, but do not let your ambition run wild s it once did. You are free of the sins you committed and are no longer bound to that fate. You and the rest of the souls you touched were given a second chance in this bright new day. Don't waste it."
With that the other boy walked into the crowd and left Adreus there to puzzle out what was said. The words meant nothing to little Adreus now, but with time the young child will understand. Then Adreus ran into the crowd to find his friends and talk about the adventure of starting a fortress. Before long the seven children built up a play fort from left over boulders. They played for days in the small play fort and occasionally slept in the little fort at night. Many imaginative adventures were had, jokes were told and songs were sung. Over the little fort's door hung a small wooden sign. On the sign written in dimple cup blue were the words, "Battelfeiled: Bewaar all dorfs hoo enter here!"
Poll
281 (87.8%)
Author
Topic: FailCannon: No Rest for the Wicked (or anyone else) (Succession: Battlefailed 2) (Read 940191 times)