Chapter 2: Prologue 2

At that moment I understood. what i am, what i must do. My soul was singing as the Realm itself shivered and witnessed my will.

 

I copy the technique the eldar used, I let my will dictate the flow of aether to make countless golden sharp shards. Before I could only make one… but now I feel I can Dictate aether at my whim. Each of them move as I will, they pierce all my assailants before they can realize what is going on. Their blood fell all over my body, I started to shake and laugh… I Felt complete, free and powerful. That was the start of my journey to bring changes and plunge the world into chaos. 

 

On my journey, I found a lone human kid in the forests with many human corpses lying there.. he cried as i suspected all those human corpses were his own family... it is not rare,this event happens.. what a rare, is a survivor.. I took him and taught him how to survive in this harsh world... he has talent using swords.. and i am always good at controlling the aether..now i could make weapons with aether and shield to defend. Raphael is always good at magic, he found it entertained and full of secrets especially in lost art. The primeval knowledge of the old god was lost long ago. In time he becomes an unparalleled warmage.

 

Together we made our band of mercenaries, we called it Dauntless, a ragtag team, rejected individuals, most of them were mix breeds.I lead them, Teach them how to fight, and protect them. Our mercenary band charges from war to another war, always at the front. We steal glory in the jaws of defeat every time. We have been the vanguard of every victory, Never once breaking nor flinching.

 

In my time as a mercenary, I learned that aether has ebb and flow, i could feel the ebb and using “dictate” i change the flow of it. Much different then mages i saw, they force the aether to fuel the magic using words. The more will power they have, the more force they has to force aether. While I have a unique talent to feel and read the ebb and using the word of power “Dictate” to affect the flow. Words of Power are as their name a Power bestowed by creation to individuals that break their limits as mortals. When an entity has 3 words of power they become gods that walk among mortals. At that time, I had two. It emerged when we were cornered with 3 armies hounding us, 2 at the front and 1 at the back, for 1 week we battled to survive and the crucible of it I found power. In peril I rise and so I “strive” to survive.

 

 “Strive” was always a kin to me, I always find the odds against me and I struggle to match the force against me. With strive i could feel the aether empower me to match my foes, more power on my body, faster as i could imagine, my perception were sharpened, The more powerful my foe, the more “strive” empower me to match it.

 

In time, our mercenary band was looked upon by big forces. The Principality of Nam offers us to become one of their legions. Our mercenary band bestowed the name The Legion XIII and I as the Chief Commander. They were weak compared to other forces so they needed us the most and there were a lot of opportunities. I expected they would be more welcoming and accepted us because of that, but I was wrong.

 

War after war.. alliances.. betrayal.. lies...deceit... become our everyday event. I am usually sent to fight in impossible missions and never defeated in all of that. As I am a halfbreed with my glorious achievement, a lot higher up despise me .. Raphael got better treatment because he is a pure.. but he always come with me and argue with the council about me.. he said

" You can't even survive one war without me as do i"

 

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One day, The XIII legion was sent to defend a garrison in the east from legions of demons.. We battle with demons in the valley of mists.. hours become days.. and months.. and a year has passed.. we were left without reinforcement and information from the Principality. They left us here to death.. Raphael was engaging in a war in the south before I went on this mission.. no information from him either, i hope he is well and will come here, help me with his stupid smug on his face.

 

Many new soldiers deserted.. The soldiers who've been with me since the mercenary band stayed. They loved me and will die with me.. on the last day, I fight like no tomorrow. I use all my power to annihilate them.. Eventually, all my soldiers, my friends fall one by one. I looked at their lifeless eyes with a smile on their face believing in me. 

 

The woe always surrounding me. it followed me into my enemies and friends alike. 

Did it because I seek to change the creation so fate is always against me?

Did the creation deem my will is not enough?

Did the rivers of blood and corpses cast on my wake not enough?

 

and so I looked upon the haughty sky and laughed. 

 

with all forces of my being,

 

  I VALERIA THE BRINGER OF CHANGES AND CHAOS EVEN IF CREATION AND FATE AGAINST ME, I STILL

 

 “TRIUMPH”

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