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Chapter 1 : Falling
“ REJOICE! The Diabolic Warlock is dead!”
The crowd of the people remained in the battlefield cheered with pride and joy, one yelled louder than the last, faces full of proudness and happiness.
It hadn’t even been the whole day, the news of this prideful and joyous moment spreaded throughout the seven seas and the three realms of the world like a contagious disease. If the person heard this news, their faces would all be beamed with joy like the other and the last thousands and millions of people who heard it before.
The Diabolic Warlock ominous and horrible deed is known to all mens and women, knights and royalties.
Those who participated in the battle field against this demonic beast and survived either lost some limbs, severely injured, paralyzed, fell into a deep coma, or lost a life. No one came out uninjured that day, and almost no families did not lose their husbands who participated in the war that day. The piercing sound of the demonic wind whistled through the war as if this place is the earth remade version of hell. Fires spread rapidly, dead bodies everywhere where the eyes could see, blood smeared and splattered on the alive feet or on their scars and faces.
Kingdoms big and small all hosted celebration parties, inviting all common folks and everyone in their kingdom to join this happy occasion, cheering for the warriors who lost their lives on a battlefield or honoring those who had gotten out alive in pieces.
“Amazing! Amazing, truly wonderful and spectacular! I shall promote whoever that has slayed that wretched and wicked being! Step up, the hero of our world and country!”
The brave and mighty general who took down the beast entered the red carpet, his chest held high, his back straight and his expression had a mix of pride and glee. He knelt down in front of the one above his head, his right hand hovered over his heart.
“It is I who took him down.”
The people who’s attending the celebration clapped, and cheered for him while some whispered to each other about the situation that had happened. It turned out to be quite the irony for some.
“Well, well, isn’t that general Louise zhanshi? Wasn’t he a companion and best friend of the Diabolic warlock in their teenage years? How ironic, they were so inseparable, but the Diabolic Warlock was killed by his hand in the end.”
“ He turned sides so suddenly, I know right!”
The other nearby commented, “I mean, who would want to be with that wretched being, he deserves it. Even his good old pal hates him now. All his karma!”
The king slapped his thigh, clapping as he exclaimed loudly. “ Well done, how amazing!” He laughed delightfully, “ I must reward you the reward you deserve and promote you to the rak you belong to, my skilled general!”
“I feel so horrible for the Renxing kingdom!” The common folk whispered with each other. “ The king and queen raised their childrens to be such good and exceptional young gentlemens but look at how they turned out to be in the end. If I were to be in their situation, I'd be more than ashamed and disappointed, and probably wouldn’t even call them my sons!”
“Aa, right, the Diabolic Warlock had a brother right? What’s his name again? Alex??”
“Yes yes yes. That prince Alex was also killed by the general zhanshi!”
“If you were to tell me now that they used to be friends, I wouldn't have believed it!”
“Right, right, right!”
The honorable general who defeated the threat of the world smiled with pride, “it’s my pleasure to defend my country and homeland. I thank your majesty for the reward.”
One of the folk at the celebration rubbed his chin and commented. “The diabolic Warlock was a handful, creating and having chaos everywhere with everyone. I’d say what he gets is karma.”
After the death of the Diabolic Warlock, people's assumption of his personality scattered all over the place but still in the category. Some said he’s crazy, some said he lost his mind, and some felt pity for him after hearing his stories.
People continued to blabber about his death for years to come. And even now, those who suffered because of him constantly brought up the subject from time to time.
At first, they thought of burning the body so he wouldn’t become an evil spirit to haunt them. Thus, a few days later after the bloody battle, the king of the kingdom wuying set off an expedition in the mission of finding the dead body. They searched for three days and three nights, only finding the bloody puddle stain of where the Diabolic warlock fell but never a piece or any evidence of where it went.
Falling off of a cliff so high, there is no way he survived with a single of his life core in his body. Additionally, he was already severely injured.
Normally, humans have three cores circulating through their system. Two is a life core, meaning if they died once, they would be revived and if they died once again, it’s over and the person can no longer breathe. The third core is the power core where it stores magic of the person. If the core was destroyed, then the humans would lose their power and become ordinary lower class people.
The diabolic warlock mysteriously lost his core. No one knows how or wanted to know why.
But anyhow, he was not missed by anyone.
Parents who participated in the war would show off to their childrens who look up upon them as if the story was a children's story.
The diabolic warlock has the ability to destroy the world. He’s able to move the mountain and shake the earth, able to topple the whole sky and the ground; that’s what the legends and story said for him to be.
After a year of his death, people talked about him throughout the world.
On the second, it gradually faded.
On the third, people began to forget.
On the fourth, some continued to talk about him while most had long forgotten of the man’s might.
And in the fifth year, he was no longer spoken about.
The story of a man who once flipped the whole world upside down went silent as if he has never existed at all.
All evils are defeated by the goods as the folks alongside the street said.
The diabolic warlock got what he deserves.
He’s gone.
Or so they thought??