A prophecy had been told, a great darkness will rise again and a vessel shall be choosen. The prophecy long been told and the legend of the 'Dark Lord'. (Herobrine)
Four friends, Steve, Alex, Shandy, and Nick, must journey and fight together to save...
After they watched Alex's carriage disappeared from sight, Steve suddenly tumbled down, tightly clenching his chest. The pain he felt was unbearable, he felt as if something was gnawing him in the inside.
Nick anxiety supported him. He didn't know what the null did to him but he owe Steve his life and health, if it weren't for him he would ended up like Steve. Nick didn't know why Steve felt such pain when he can clearly see that the null did not deliver any severe damaged to Steve but went through him. Nick knew the null must have done something, maybe an ancient potion? But he can't point his finger to what, how, or why.
Nick decided to dropped Steve to the healer, maybe the healer can help him get better in whatever the null did to him. Nick supported Steve on his feet and guided him to the healer's infirmary.
Steve limped beside Nick, frowning and wincing in torture.
On their way, Steve bumped on a man in black clothes and was wearing a mask on his face, accompanied by two more men in black and were armed with dangerous weapons. The man caught Steve and helped him stand upright, Nick thanked him and continue their way.
The man was no other than the guardians leader, Jerald. Jerald set his eyes on Steve being lead away. He didn't know why but when they locked eyes for a few seconds, he glimpsed his eyes glowing white then in an instant it disappeared.
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"Sir, are you alright?" Kailon asked.
"Yeah, let's get moving." Jerald shrugged and went on their way.
They've been following the trail of where the Null headed and it leaded them here in the town of Valimoria.
~~~ Jerald and his comrades had trapped the Null in the nearby forest of Valimoria. The Null was pinned down on the ground, Jerald on top of it and his machete pointed on its throat.
"Tell us where he is!?" Jerald menaced.
"Or what?" The Null mocked him.
Jerald scowled and moved his weapon closer to the Null's throat, "Don't play a game with us! Tell us where he is!?"
The Null chuckled vividly, "Oh, guardian, he's not here with me. He had resided with a vessel and I'm free at last from his control."
"Who's the vessel, Null!?"
"Oh, I can't tell you that!" He laughed again, "Go and seek and search for him. But, he will not show himself until the next seven years where the blood moon will appear in the night sky, then when that time comes he will be awaken and will rise again. His faithful servants and subjects know he's free and they had heard his call. Let the humans enjoy the little time that was left until chaos fall upon them all."
As it was finished speaking, it turned into a shadow and moved away from Jerald, hovering above the ground. It's eyes bright with an evil glee.
"Until the next seven years when the blood moon will appear~" it slowly vanished as Jerald hurled his machete again at him but it hit the tree instead.
His last words echoed through the night. Jerald went and got his machete off the tree and gritted his teeth as frustration filled him.
"Keep a close eye on that boy we met earlier!" He sternly ordered them. "I got a very bad feeling towards that boy."
