Grand Foreigner (Chapters 201+)

Rhongomyniad is the anchor that holds two inseparable but incompatible poles of the same reality. The World and the Reverse Side of the World.

The Age of the Gods did not perish overnight, there was no one event that could be considered just the absolute point of reference and cause for this event. Some thought that the death of Gilgamesh, the first king, the greatest of all, could be considered that, but that was only a tentative date, if a well-reasoned one.

After all, Gilgamesh was born as a king unequaled to any in all the earth, his armies conquered the whole world and his treasuries were filled with all the riches of the world. His kingdom became the prototype to all empires, and he became like the gods. So much so that at his death hundreds of monsters and creatures passed into legend, no longer able to live in a world where there was no source equal in its legend to Gilgamesh.

But even so, the Age of Gods, of Legends, Magi, Monsters and Heroes did not end overnight.

If it did, how would other heroes, just slightly inferior to Gilgamesh, like Ozymandias, Heracles, or how would the 'Magus of all Magi', Solomon himself, have been born? And thousands of years after Gilgamesh's death, great heroes still existed, and the gods still extended their hands in the course of history? Albeit less frequently and openly as time passes, until many felt that the influence of the gods on the world had waned altogether.

But it did peter out, so that people began asking, when the legendary monsters no longer batters the city walls. When heroes no longer rose to fight against impossible odds and complete great feats. When even the secretive Magi, those who felt the waning of the Age of Gods most clearly, began asking the simple question, 'where are they now?'.

What had happened?

Where are the legendary dragons about whom legends were written, immortal gods and heroes, where are the unseen countries, powerful artifacts and hidden secret groves? The mages of the present were well aware that the legends of the past existed in reality as well. But if Avalon did exist, why couldn't any of humanity's ships reach it?

The reason was simple, and yet damning all the same.

Because these things had no place on Earth.

When the Age of the Gods passed and there was no more room on Earth for the legends, they had not died nor not died. Avalon still existed as did the great magics, the ancient dragons, they all continued their lives – on the Reverse Side of the World.

A place where the magic of legends, the creatures of yore, and the immortal gods of the past were still preserved, a place connected to the world as the reverse of a coin should be. Existing in the same place, yet they would never meet.

However, as a coin had two sides, it also had a rib that connected them to each other.

In the case of the world, it had Rhongomyniad. A tower that was the only way from one side of the world to the other, and an anchor that ensured the existence of the two sides in an inseparable connection between the two.

Also – a spear in the hands of King Arthur, the Goddess of Camelot.

In the end, King Arthur was a paradoxical creature. Being the King of the Age of Men, born after the greatest legendary accomplishments and battles, he still plunged into the legendary strife of Britain, facing dragons, wizards, witches and remained 'the King that was promised'. The only one to be recognized as worthy of the Sword in the stone, the sword of selection, Caliburn. And the only one to rightfully bear the holy blade Excalibur, a Last Phantasm.

As a King of the Age of Men, his accomplishments kept pace with those of the Age of Gods.

Having fought his enemy and died in the legendary battle, paying his last respects to the Lady of the Lake, to return to Avalon and sleep in that eternal sleep, waiting for Britain to need her legendary king once again.