After the tears had stopped and his rage had culminated, there was only one thing on Corsar's mind. Complete and utter Genocide. The Fortune Teller had told him where to go to find the location of the Tenebris roots. He had said their land was vaster than any single country, Corsar didn't care how big it was though. Nor how populated their empire was. He made it is his goal to kill everyone. He ran faster than a sparrow dive, his speed increased beyond a Giant's, his eyes burned orange for a view of red. His black hair blowing in the wind reflected the darkness that had now truly taken his heart. And his the blade given to him ached for the same thing he did.
It didn't take long for him to run into what he would consider the empire's defense. It was smaller than the army that had attacked him, but for now, it would do. The dark army saw the man coming and originally laughed, 'Why is one man coming at us with a blade', 'He must be a fool, perhaps we left one living from our last crusade', 'perhaps he wishes to join with the rest of them in hell', but as soon as the first bit of giggling started, the laughing died off.
It wasn't like before, the feel of his blade tearing muscle and crushing bone, instead the feeling of cutting through flesh like butter. He didn't even bother protecting himself, the Darkness's attacks bouncing off of him as he cut through their ranks. Many didn't even have the time to react, Corsar shredding through the crowd like an uncontrollable hurricane. The army started swarming to him, not understanding the powerful magic that guided him and the unquenchable bloodlust that pushed him. He became a monster.
Soon, the army dwindled by a fourth. Then a half. The army realized that they had no chance, but Corsar didn't let them run, he chased them down. Their cries of mercy ringing through the air with no answer. Their screams of pain as he dislimbed them pleasing his ears as much as his eyes has bled when witnessing his friends and family murdered with no remorse. His countries pain giving him reason to not let up, to continue killing, to murder them all.
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A man was running. Not from an enemy, but to his king. The beautiful halls he ran by not even having a chance to register as he ran to what he considered to be his savior. And as he approached a giant man with black armor that matched the intensity of his army, he bowed low and spoke hurriedly, hoping his king could save him from this. "Emperor Gabriel! Important news, may i have permission to speak."
Gabriel looked unconcerned. "What is it messenger?"
The man rose to speak, his eyes having a wide expression of fear. "The east wall of soldiers has faltered." Gabriel smirked, but the messenger continued, "There's only one man." The Emperor's eyes widened slightly in amusement, but the messenger still had more to say. "The wall was taken out in only 15 minutes, and the single man is heading our way." Gabriel frowned, he had started considering this as a threat.
"Gather the West, North, and South unit's of soldiers and call them in the empire. Then send the God Wizards to kill this intruder." The messenger bowed once more and without excusing himself ran to carry out the emperor's orders. What man could put fear in the eyes of someone protected by God. Gabriel's thoughts wandered, but he shook his head to himself and grinned slightly, No man is killing the God Wizards, no matter what strength he possess.
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Corsar was walking through the fields patiently. The carnage behind him a mass of black armor and bloody dirt, his own body and face covered and soaked in blood. His eyes still filled with bloodlust and anger, and his anticpation til when he would enter his first town and slaughter everyone could barely be contained. "STOP!" A voice that boomed like thunder came from high in the sky. A Wizard, Corsar could tell from the fact that he was levitating. His clothes reminiscant of a king if anything, his eyes burning with magic, he stood beside three others that looked similar.
Look like blood is coming sooner than i anticipated. Corsar sprinted, his enemy only 50 yards away, and then made a mad leap at the first wizard in his sight, "I SAID STOP." A Large stone wall came up from in front of Corsar. The force stopping him, and as Corsar twisted in the air and looked down at the ground, he expected death to come from the 10 story fall. Instead, a landing that didn't phase him at all. He knelt on one knee, and looked up to see one of the Wizards adjacent from the stone wall looking down on him.
"THE MESSENGER SAID YOU WERE A THREAT, SO WE SHALL GO ALL OUT ON YOU AND SHOW YOU NO MERCY FOR KILLING OUR MEN!" Before Corsar could even react, another wall flew up in front of him. Then the two clashed together, squishing the new Emperor between them. The four wizards set themselves on all four sides of the stone cage and started chanting in another language.
3 lanes of runes formed around the cage, then the lanes split to different levels vertically. A flame burst up around the cage with Corsar still in it. The wizards kept chanting. Soon one giant storm cloud appeared above them, and the four wizards split up 100 meters around the cage, then an eye appeared in the storm clouds directly above Corsar. The eye was 50 meters in diameter, and the Wizard were soon about to finish with their chanting. Then a giant single bolt that filled the entire eye of the storm blasted Corsar from above. Destroying the rock cage and ending the strong flames that had orinally been there.
The four wizards, done with their work, went back to where they had originally seen the single warrior, and turned to go back to their emperor for a report of success. As they turned their back, Corsar walked up from the crater left by the bolt of lightning. "Where are you going?" He shouted, the wizards turned back to him in shock, "After all, the blood just started pouring." Corsar leapt at his enemies as they marked the first true death of the Tenebris.
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