The chronicles of the forsaken one week later, i wake up to the sounds of the voices in my head once again disturbing at first it soon turns to comfort knowing these voices can come to my aid if ever i needed it on my way to market, i meet up with a old friend he tells me he joined a different legion, his power greater then i felt it before shined off him
moving along the path, we talk about times of old, and how the world has changed with the discovery of new magic coming up the magical gateway to market, he looks somewhat distracted, i ask whats wrong and he says he needs to go, to take care of something on the island.
using a magical scroll, he dissapears from sight in a second, decided to move on i strole down the market looking at various items that merchants are selling if ever i saw something good, this was definitely the best time to come here anything was forsale, from normals to supers, socs and no socs having obtained quit a nice amount of cash, i look through peoples wears to find something rare a armor, necklace, bracelet, some new boots anything with at least a socket in it would do my weapon already super from a prior visit to market shined bright and drew the attention of some people interested in owning it.
coming up to where the lottery i held, the lady askes me if i wish to try my luck, knowing the prizes can be huge, i thought why not handing her the required cash, she sends me to a room filled with magical boxes, picking one i find a egg inside, a p-atk coming back to the market infront of the lady, im some what disappointed in the prize, knowing something better lies ahead, i decide to keep trying 8 more times, i try 8 more disappointments, the 10th time, my final try, i open the box to find a helm, it appears to be refined yet has a strangely powerfull feel to it, uppon inspecting it more closely, i find not one but two holes in the sides of it, taken by joy with the sight of the prize, i won the thought of the quality remains without hesitation, i search for redstones, walking around for hours, i find 18 stones in total proceeding to beirut with the knowledge that he possesses the skills needed to upgrade qualities.
arriving at beirut, he looks over my gear, he spots the helm in my hand and smiles, i hand him the helm and a stone needing to say nothing, he tries his luck on the upgrade, but allas it fails and the stones now turned to dust if swept away in the breeze, determined to get atleast a better quality, i look at him and hand him the bag of reds i just bought, 3 more times he fails and with the 5th stones the helm starts to glow blueish for a short moment, success, now unique, he continues to try to upgrade on the 13th stone in total, the helm once again shines for a second, this time a redisch glow, elite was now, mine to have having 5 stones left, i figured whats to lose, he again tries his luck, 4 fails, almost sure of certain failure on the last stone, i let him try once more, soon as the stone toutches the helm, its absorbed, the helm now glowing with power, the force of it makin me take a step back, super, he made it super, proud of his work, he hands me back the helm, a few violet stones, later the upgrade to level has been done, now in posession of the best helm i could use at the moment, im taken with excitement, until suddenly the voices in my head act up
Trouble in island, now at a new high in power i make haste to a teleporter near market, she charges a fair amount yet possesses the power to send me there in a instant.
in a second i arrive in island, a person walks up to me, asking "can you help me, we got pkers here and i cant take them", eager to try out my new strength, i agree to help, not knowing who the enemy who is attacking members of the legion im in is yet.
2 people standing just outside of town, waiting for some one, waiting for us, when i come in range, their attack begins, but in vain, hardly any damage done, nothing tank cant take with the new power we got, greyeyes attacks instantly, taking out the first person with just 4 shots high on adrenaline, i attack the second person who stands like he couldn��t believe his eyes, a few attacks and he is no more standing infront of the 2 souls floating infront of me, i feel a power coming up behind me, feelin familiar yet the same as the 2 i just killed, i strike as i turn only to see my friend who left me at the frozen portal of the icylands to go help some one in island fall to his knees as he turns into a soul himself.
standin some what confused, i know now who the enemy was, our legions enemy, my friends legion, with the power of he gods he revives, standing before me, only he askes why, all i could say was "your legion is our enemy, although you aint mine, the rest is, and i cant have them kill off members" knowing that we stand at a crossroads, we decided on a personal hold fire, kill any one cept each other for weeks, it held as the thought of the kill haunted my mind, until one day, out of no where, a blast of thunder hits me, tank not able to take the force is turned into a small floating black soul like thing, resembling nothing of his former self.
out of the distance i hear the words "PAY BACK", needing not to know more i knew what i had to do, he couldent take me, my power increased too much in a small time, he had help on this, he betrayed me, broke the deal we had, he dies by my hands now.
escaping my pursuers, i head to cronus, the jail always has friends of my past, they would back me up on the way, i fall sleep under a tree, not knowing what might come next.
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