Title: A dark sorcerer kings' desire- a supernatural enchanted war in the making.
Location: Two different kingdoms, two fields/schools for training, two different castles.
Setting: Two different kingdoms at war. One is that of a dark sorcerer king looking to conquer the world. The second one is that of a white, or good, wizard king looking to stop him at all costs.
Setting: Two different kingdoms at war. One is that of a dark sorcerer king looking to conquer the world. The second one is that of a white, or good, wizard king looking to stop him at all costs.
Synopsis/plot:
A long time ago, there was once one whole kingdom. It was ruled by an honest, trustworthy, and noble magic wielding king. The king had two sons, one older and one younger. He had his sons train hard so that they may one day succeed him. Then, one day, chaos arouse. Their kingdom was attacked by an unknown powerful force. The attack lasted a very long time. It took all of their magic and power to send it away, destroy it even. The war against this creature lasted for two decades. When it was over, there was nothing left but destruction and ruin. The survivors were barely scrapping by. Many a child lived alone in orphanages. There was not a lot of food to go around, and almost as little water.
The king felt great sorrow and tried to come up with a solution. His sons were among those who talked with him during this time. The younger son tried to suggest forming extra colonies in their kingdom, expand, add farm land and claim more rivers and trees and animals so that they could thrive again.
The older son, the older brother, shook his head. He disagreed with the suggestion. As the named successor by this time, he forbade it. He felt it would divide the few who survived the attack and they could not afford such a thing. They must all stick together, and they could not be greedy. They had plenty of land and such already.
This upset the younger brother greatly. He demanded that they listen to his suggestion. But, they still refused. He would soon storm out of the castle, quite furious with his father and older brother. The king frown sadly as he watched his youngest son leave. The older brother simply narrowed his eyes as if his younger brother was simply acting like a spoiled brat. However, that would not be the case. The younger brother would soon vanish, never to be seen again, or so they thought.
Many years passed. The king would pass away. The older brother, the eldest son, would assume the throne and become the new king. Since then, the kingdom had recovered, and things were alright again. However, people were worried still, as the younger prince was not the only one to vanish that awful day. Many a child and young adult had vanished as well, as if they left with him wherever he went.
One day, clouds suddenly filled the air. Birds and other animals fled in fear. A dark presence could be felt. They thought, at first, that another dark force was coming to attack them. The new king prepared to help defend their kingdom, to prepare for another attack, or war. As soon as he stepped out of his castle, a small patch of clouds formed a small cylinder-like tornado. Out from it stepped.....his younger brother!
The younger brother greeted his sibling with a dark tone and cold eyes. While he had been away, he trained in the dark arts, as well as trained warriors in such arts as well. He formed his own colonies, which would soon become his own little kingdom, one that worshipped dark magic and powerful entities of that shadowy world. THAT was where those missing people had gone. They had become the first citizens of this new kingdom, one formed by an angry, jealous, resentful, selfish young magic user.
The young 'king' demanded that his brother step down. He was going to take over his old homeland and add the land to his own kingdom, like he suggested they do with their homeland in the first place all those years ago. He was looking to conquer and expand, and grow more and more powerful. He desired power. He also desired revenge against his 'family' who turned their backs on him way back then.
The new king, the older brother, refused. He demanded that this traitor leave while he could, and never return. He was officially cast out of the royal family. The dark magic user was no family of his, not any longer, the king declared.
The younger brother was once more furious. He cried out that they would pay, and so this new war would begin.........
A long time ago, there was once one whole kingdom. It was ruled by an honest, trustworthy, and noble magic wielding king. The king had two sons, one older and one younger. He had his sons train hard so that they may one day succeed him. Then, one day, chaos arouse. Their kingdom was attacked by an unknown powerful force. The attack lasted a very long time. It took all of their magic and power to send it away, destroy it even. The war against this creature lasted for two decades. When it was over, there was nothing left but destruction and ruin. The survivors were barely scrapping by. Many a child lived alone in orphanages. There was not a lot of food to go around, and almost as little water.
The king felt great sorrow and tried to come up with a solution. His sons were among those who talked with him during this time. The younger son tried to suggest forming extra colonies in their kingdom, expand, add farm land and claim more rivers and trees and animals so that they could thrive again.
The older son, the older brother, shook his head. He disagreed with the suggestion. As the named successor by this time, he forbade it. He felt it would divide the few who survived the attack and they could not afford such a thing. They must all stick together, and they could not be greedy. They had plenty of land and such already.
This upset the younger brother greatly. He demanded that they listen to his suggestion. But, they still refused. He would soon storm out of the castle, quite furious with his father and older brother. The king frown sadly as he watched his youngest son leave. The older brother simply narrowed his eyes as if his younger brother was simply acting like a spoiled brat. However, that would not be the case. The younger brother would soon vanish, never to be seen again, or so they thought.
Many years passed. The king would pass away. The older brother, the eldest son, would assume the throne and become the new king. Since then, the kingdom had recovered, and things were alright again. However, people were worried still, as the younger prince was not the only one to vanish that awful day. Many a child and young adult had vanished as well, as if they left with him wherever he went.
One day, clouds suddenly filled the air. Birds and other animals fled in fear. A dark presence could be felt. They thought, at first, that another dark force was coming to attack them. The new king prepared to help defend their kingdom, to prepare for another attack, or war. As soon as he stepped out of his castle, a small patch of clouds formed a small cylinder-like tornado. Out from it stepped.....his younger brother!
The younger brother greeted his sibling with a dark tone and cold eyes. While he had been away, he trained in the dark arts, as well as trained warriors in such arts as well. He formed his own colonies, which would soon become his own little kingdom, one that worshipped dark magic and powerful entities of that shadowy world. THAT was where those missing people had gone. They had become the first citizens of this new kingdom, one formed by an angry, jealous, resentful, selfish young magic user.
The young 'king' demanded that his brother step down. He was going to take over his old homeland and add the land to his own kingdom, like he suggested they do with their homeland in the first place all those years ago. He was looking to conquer and expand, and grow more and more powerful. He desired power. He also desired revenge against his 'family' who turned their backs on him way back then.
The new king, the older brother, refused. He demanded that this traitor leave while he could, and never return. He was officially cast out of the royal family. The dark magic user was no family of his, not any longer, the king declared.
The younger brother was once more furious. He cried out that they would pay, and so this new war would begin.........
What will happen? Who will play who in this story?
