Nemyra shook her head with a sigh. “It won't work.”“Please, Nemyra.” He pleaded, his voice trembling with desperation. If she truly refused to help them, he didn't know who else he could turn to. Apart from wanting to save his beloved and everyone else, he made a promise to Vathar. He had to release Eron. “Don’t you want to see Dareth gone?” He asked her. “Aren't you tired of his tyranny? Don't you want it all to end? Do you want to jet remain forgotten and disappear like all the other gods who were too weak to do anything? Besides, if you help us and we destroy Dareth, your worshippers will come back to you. You will be remembered as the goddess who stood for truth, not the one who hid away in fear. Don't you want that? I’ll make it happen. I'll find a way. You just have to trust me.” Alaric nodded in agreement. “Trust him.” His little brother had already proven trustworthy by cooking up such a fantastic plan. He alone made Lord Dareth come down from the heavens and he made the D
He gazed up at the sky again. “I know you can hear me, Nemyra.” He said. “Why won't you answer? Aren't you tired of Dareth’s tyranny? Don't you want this all to end? You're the Spirit of Truth and Disenchantment. Is this how you want to go down in history? As the goddess who was too scared to do her job? You're supposed to help us bring the truth to light not cover it up and stay in heaven like some weak spineless-”Thunder roared violently across the sky, cutting him off with a deafening crack. The sound rolled so close it made the ground tremble beneath their feet. Ron and Alaric clutched at each other’s sleeves, their hearts leaping into their throats.“What is wrong with you?!” Alaric whisper-yelled. “Did you have to call her weak and spineless? What if she struck us with lightning?!” “I didn't even know when I said that!” Ron whisper-yelled back. “I was in my feelings!” Amid the rattling echoes of thunder and their argument, a soft, weary sigh drifted across the clearing. “He’s
Prince Ron shrugged for he really didn't know. “Something about the way you said it just seemed weird to me. Your eyes however, were what really gave you away.” Dareth nodded. “I see. Then again, you can only recognise my eyes if you've regained your memories. Which should be impossible since the seal is—” He stopped abruptly.Prince Ron’s eyes narrowed. “What? The seal is what?”“Nice try.” Dareth chuckled. “You won’t pull secrets out of me.” He tilted his head, grin widening. “It doesn’t matter anyway. Memories or not, I'll still kill you. Maybe I should change Zedekiel back and make him watch as I slowly roast you and your kids with lightening. You do remember how you died last time right?”Prince Ron held Vathar’s sleeve tighter, his heart thumping in his chest but he wore a brave face. “We'll see who will die this time.”Vathar’s voice cut through the tension as he pushed Prince Ron properly behind him. “So all this years…” His crimson eyes burned. “You’ve been pretending to be
At the same time, a violent cough wracked the Earth Spirit’s chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.Prince Ron’s emerald eyes widened in horror. He knew it!“Are you okay?” The Dark Lord asked Ron as he appeared by his side.Prince Ron nodded, still stunned at what he has discovered. The Dark Lord’s gaze shifted to the Shadow Master. “Explain yourself. You work for me. Why try to hurt Prince Ron?”Prince Ron snapped out of his daze when he heard this and quickly gripped the Dark Lord’s sleeve tightly, eyes wide with fear. He pointed at the Shadow Master, who was already rising from the rubble, dust rolling off his dark form. “That person does not work for you. He is not who you think he is.” The Dark Lord turned to him. “What are you talking about? That is-”“That is Dareth!” Prince Ron revealed, cutting him off.Both Alaric and Dark Lord were stunned. “What?”Prince Ron faced the Dark Lord. “That is Lord Dareth. Spirit of the Night and Secrets.” He then pointed at the Earth Sp
The Dark Lord grinned, his gaze sharp. “What I’m currently interested in… is your head.”“Oh, still sore about the past, are we?” the Earth Spirit teased. “That was long ago, Vathar. Why not let it go? Don't tell me that even after all these centuries, you can't handle the fact that I never loved you.”“Shut up!” The Dark Lord roared, his composure breaking. “Let it go? You want me to let it go? To forget how you toyed with me? How you played with my feelings for eight whole years?”Prince Ron poked his head from the side, clickling his tongue in disapproval. “Don’t forget how he beat you up and sealed you in the Underworld like some rabid dog.”The Earth Spirit’s gaze immediately snapped to Prince Ron who slyly wiggled his brows and hid behind the Dark Lord once again. He wondered how Ron could know such things. Could it be that he got his memories and powers back? He shook his head. That was impossible. He made sure of it. There must be something else. “After I defeat him again,” h
“Okay Earth Spirit, you can see what is going on right now, can't you?” Prince Ron said, gazing up at the sky. “A lot of your children are dead and the Dark Lord is about to rise.”“We beg you to come down and help us.” Alaric pleaded. “You're the only one who can save us now, please.”“Yes.” Prince Ron nodded. “You're not just going to sit down and watch as your precious earth is destroyed by the Dark Lord, are you?”“Come down and do something. Help us.”They continued to shout, beg, and pray yet, nothing stirred.Alaric stopped, already feeling frustrated. He glanced at Ron. “Why isn’t he coming?”Prince Ron scoffed, laughing a little for he already knew why.The true Earth Spirit was still trapped in the Tower of Oblivion. And Dareth, who impersonated Lord Eron back then, didn't want to do it again. Prince Ron wondered if it was because the Dark Lord was being released. Maybe he didn't want a confrontation with Vathar or maybe, he just didn't care.Either way, if Dareth thought t