《Legacy of Power》 Prologue Sentient races since the beginnings of their primordial sentience had always the deepest and nonsensical fears that they lock away in the darkest chasms of their mind. To their dismay that same dark fear called upon the attention of something leagues above the monsters that may only exist within fantasy. A creature ever adapting, ever intelligent and ever cunning. Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators! When came the day they conquered fear, this powerful beast entered a deep slumber lasting for centuries. Soon during the beast¡¯s slumber rose the kingdoms and nations where this new age grew prosperous, but we all know there is a darkness within all of us. People grew greedy, lustful, and have gained an unprecedented amount of pride. They were corrupted. Tainted by malice. Let¡¯s just say this woke up Manveil. Chapter 1- Rude Awakening ¡®S-shit!..T-that wasn¡¯t supposed to happen! I¡¯m doomed...¡¯ A woman dressed in light leather armour was sprinting as fast as she can. She was a rookie mercenary from a simple farming village who joined the mercenary guild to help her family. She was currently being chased by a pack of dire wolves, magically empowered beasts standing at 2 to 3 meters tall. ¡®T-this was supposed to be a simple escort across the Northern Telrain forest. Why the hell are there dire wolves this far into the south?!¡¯ She was a Rank G mercenary, of course she was scared. Rank G¡¯s are normally as strong as a pack less wolf. Her mind was was in disarray. This world, Alnius, has five major continents: Leria to the east, Jhornonn to the south, Carnnon to the west, The Northern Deadlands to the north and finally Lethirc the largest of them all and home to humans was dead centre, connected to the northern continent. Normally dire wolves stayed by the borders of Lethric and The Northern Deadlands. However this pack seems to be an anomaly as it was farther south than it should be. Something was wrong. Either there was something powerful attracting them to the Telrian forest, or something driving them away from their territory. Either way, the young mercenary was doomed... unless she could find one of the magic caves within the Telrian forest. These wolves can¡¯t follow her if she hid in one of the magic caves as these caves within the Telrian forest could drive off most magically attributed monsters. It is unknown why but people use these caves as resting points anyway. After all, why not put them into advantage. ¡®...There! A cave!¡¯ The mercenary was relieved, this was definitely a magic cave. However, there was an ominous feeling from this one. It was dark almost as if there was a black mist emanating from the deepest parts of the cave. ¡°A magic cave is a magic cave.¡± She was not willing to take a chance with the wolves just because it was slightly ominous. As she entered deeper into the cave she found a decent place to sit down and rest until the wolves retreat. Then as she was about to take a step deeper into the cave...Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author''s preferred platform and support their work! ¡°Wha-¡° She fell into a pitch black darkness deep within the very earth.
Within the very earth exists an underground wonder. Adorned with enough gold and gems to shame even the wealthiest of kingdoms. There were murals of times before the world was created, wars between powers beyond comprehension and many more as if it were records of the beginning of time. Here there was no throne, after all if inspected closely, it wasn¡¯t even a human palace. It was a dragon¡¯s layer made by a creature named Manveil, the devourer. He was sleeping just as he¡¯d done for centuries in the form of a black dragon, dreaming of his time with his father, the god of creation and change, Kronth. He remembered his birth into the world as a formless power, he was the very first creation of Kronth. He even witnessed the birth of the races which inhabit the world created by his maker. However, the moments he truly cherished, was the time he spent with his father. Soon after the creation of humans, his father learned of a problem. The humans were being corrupted by an outside god, alien to his realm. Derron, the god governing madness and maliciousness. To Kronth, whom cherished all of his creations, this was unacceptable. He was enraged that the realm-less god would even dare challenge him. In an attempt to cleanse his world of this evilness, Kronth led an all-out assault on Derron. However in this battle, Kronth was devastated. The humans were not the only ones to be influenced by Derron. Some of his own creations were deformed turned into the most hideous of abominations. Derron turned elves into orcs, halflings into goblins and countless others, bent into nothing but foul and mindless beasts. However not all had been corrupted. The races of Alnius bore arms and entered battle ready to die heroes. This battle ended in the death of both gods. However, the corruption was not stopped and Menveil was left to the hardest decision of his life. To antagonise his fellow creations of life to prompt their unity and progression. Even should he be scorned and abhorred, in loneliness he shall preserve the world of his father and maker. Then suddenly he heard screaming and felt something land on his head, providing for a rude awakening. Opening his eyes the size of a person, he focused it on a single being. A human, has entered his domain.
(Mercenary POV) ¡°Ouch...... that hurt.¡± Standing up.As I look around I couldn¡¯t believe what I saw. Walls adorned with preacious metals and gems emanating with mana. Murals of ancient times, grand artwork befitting the most grand of temples for the most powerful of gods. Immeasurable Piles of riches! ¡®Where am I?! Just where have I fallen?! This is literally a treasure trove!¡¯ I wonder what cushionded my fall I mean all I could see beneath me is a black close to darkness, wait... its moving! ¡®Earthquake?!¡¯ Then suddenly I see something. ¡®I must be dreaming right?¡¯ After all, I¡¯m currently staring at two gigantic eyes, each the size of a person... Chapter 2- The Scent of a New Age (Mercenary POV) After leaving that cave, I¡¯m now accompanying a tall cloaked man wearing a mask adorned with gold and dark blue gems emanating a majestic and ancient aura. ¡®Ughhh..... What have I gotten myself into? Joining this just maybe worse than the dire wolves.¡¯ ¡°Keep up mercenary! I don¡¯t want to lose my only guide in this forest!¡± The man shouts. ¡®Alright... what the hell am I doing...¡± ¡°Also, why are there wolves following us?¡± ¡°.....Huh?!¡± In the distance, a loud and powerful howl was heard. ¡®Why has this happened to me? ¡®
¡ª 5 hours ago ¡ª ¡®You¡¯ve done it this time Karin. You are seriously dead. What do I do? Keep calm? How do I do that when there¡¯s a giant dragon in front of me?! This place is probably its den...¡¯ Trailing off into panicked thought start silently praying. Wait, I think the dragon murmured something. I should have been more careful... that was probably him deciding my fate. I have to run! ¡®Oh no... why can¡¯t I move! Wait I-I can¡¯t feel my legs. I¡¯m gonna die if I stay like this.¡¯Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Suddenly... ¡°What are you doing here human?! How dare you enter my lair and rudely awaken me from slumber?!Answer my questions!¡± The dragon had a deep and majestic voice, though my instincts tell me that this voice now decides and rules my fate. ¡®Mother, Father... forgive me if I don¡¯t return to you.¡¯ With a tear in my eye I put my faith in Kronth and hope I survive. (Manveil POV) ¡°A..... human?¡± I murmured. What¡¯s a human doing all the way down here? Also... ¡°What are you doing here human?! How dare you enter my lair and rudely awaken me from slumber?!Answer my questions!¡± ¡®Sigh*... I hate doing this to other creations of father but I can¡¯t be too careful.¡¯ ¡°Shriek*... I-i¡¯m sorry l-lord d-dragon. I-i was unaware t-that your greatness resides here. I m-merely fell down h-here.¡± Why is she shaking like that? Hmm... Whoops! I guess I should remember to weaken my aura. I mean I¡¯m not fighting armies and heroes anymore, am I? After dampening my aura she seemed to tremble less. That¡¯s good. Maybe I should try to be more civilised. I mean she addressed me properly, even though I¡¯m not a dragon. At least she tried... ¡°Now answer me human! What cycle is it?¡± If I could recall correctly unlike me and my father who count time by the centuries, humans tend to tell time by the cycles of their world¡¯s climate. Then again they do only live a mere few decades. ¡°I-it¡¯s the cycle 1342 my l-lord.¡± ¡®Hmm so I¡¯ve slept 1216 cycles then...¡¯ ...Wait what?! 1216 years?! Dammit I¡¯ve been dozing off for too long! Alright Manveil, you¡¯ve got to see this new age, the new people. Time to see what your endeavours have wrought! ¡°What is your name human?¡± ¡°K-karin l-I am a-¡° ¡°Human! You shall accompany me as my guide for this new age!¡± I don¡¯t even let her finish. She did wake me up so rudely. Why shouldn¡¯t I return the favour by a tiny bit. I can¡¯t wait to see the fruit of my labour. What has happened in my sleep? Get ready world. Manveil is back to explore your vast existence, see every sight, climb every mountain, dive into every sea and delve into the depths of the earth. ...Wait a moment. Wouldn¡¯t it be best if I change form? I mean I¡¯ve been a dragon for centuries, but what do I turn into? Ah! I know. Nodding, I engulf myself in a pitch black mist. I¡¯m tingling with wild excitement already. I HAVE RETURNED! (Announcement) So... I''ve been gone for a while haven''t I? I am very sorry for the absence of chapters. I¡¯ve been struggling with lack of inspiration and some depression, BUT NOW, I am back!Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. You may expect chapters within the month for both of my stories along with some revision. I am always open to any ideas and I hope that I can still achieve my goal of creating a good story for anyone to read. -Sincerely, JuliusSneezer