Lord Shadow

The silence in the forge is heavy with the weight of their shared loss and grief. 

Asargan, Vorgan, and Borgan each cope with their emotions in their own way. 

Asargan pick a chair and sit down on the chair, his eyes closed, overwhelmed by his grief. Vorgan meditates, seeking inner peace on another corner of the forge. 

Borgan remains standing, her gaze fixed on the forge, likely lost in her own thoughts. She looks at the forge with a wistful expression.

All three of them are silent. 

All three of them have their own thoughts and feelings right now. 

Outside the walls of the forge, the world of the Etherna is in a maelstrom of chaos and despair. 

The sounds of war grew louder with each passing moment.

The very sky seemed to tremble, echoing with the roars of destructive powers, while the earth itself quaked under the relentless assault. 

Blast of energy sweep continents and mountains. 

Shouts and screams of agony reverberated throughout the Etherna world, like a haunting symphony of suffering.

Despite the overwhelming calamity unfolding around them, Asargan, Vorgan, and Borgan remained steadfast within the forge, their solemn task taking precedence over the horrors outside. 

The urgency of their mission hung in the air, as they worked tirelessly to complete the rings that held the fate of their people. 

It was a grim determination, as if the world itself was collapsing while they forged their last hope.

In the solemn silence of the forge, as the turmoil of the outside world raged on, a singular sound pierced the air – a soft, almost ethereal plop. 

Plop!

Like something is being thrown into water.

All three Etherna turned their attention towards the source of this sound.

“Is that it…” Asargan mutters. Borgan and Vorgan look toward the source of this sound.

Floating gracefully from the depths of the forge of fire, an otherworldly scene began to unveil itself. 

The fire within the forge seemed to respond to this new presence. 

The flames diminished, casting a mystical, subdued light over the chamber.

Before them, ten rings levitated, surrounded by a delicate ring of fire that flickered like a living entity. 

The flames themselves had a mystical quality, as though they possessed a consciousness. 

A palpable, drawing force pulsed from the rings, and the surrounding fire was gradually drawn into the rings.

Whoosh!

It was like there is a divine wind sweeping the fire and absorbs it into the ring and the moment the fire was absorbed the rings seems to tremble.

Hong!

Hong!

The rings emanated a powerful aura, each one unique, each carrying the essence of a sacrificed Etherna. 

The moment they saw the completed rings, a heavy silence settled in the forge, the gravity of their accomplishment weighing on their souls.

As the fire from the forge was absorbed by the rings, the molten, fiery-red core of each ring was revealed, suspended in the air. 

These cores exuded an awe-inspiring power, each bearing the essence of the laws that governed their creation.

Borgan shouted

“Seal the forge. Do not let the power of the rules to escape from this area. Or else it would be noticed by others.”

Asargan make a seal with his hand, the power of rules of the world gathers on his finger and then he pointed to five directions on the forge. 

Each time he pointed, blue light comes out from his finger and create a sealing formation that slowly created a kind of net that covers the forge area

And then after a while the power of the law decreases and it is no longer as volatile as it was before.

But the fluctuation of power of rules lingers in the forge. Vorgan look around him and shakes his head.

“This kind of power….if not for the fact that we are fighting the Destroyer and the Creator, this ring would sweep all existence”

Borgan then mutters

“The era after us is not an era where those two will appear frequently. So, whoever wields this ring and could master it, he would have no competitor. Unless those ancient beings awoken from their sleep, the wielder of these ring could run amuck all over the world”

Asargan nodded as he waves his hand and the seal that he had just created dissipated like smoke.

The three of them all look toward the fiery forge. 

Hong!

Hong!

There is a sound of humming coming out from the rings. The ring itself is right now floating in the air.

Ten floating rings that emanates the power of the rules of the world

They took one of the rings and they could feel the power of the laws and they frowned

“This power is not like them….it is corrupted” Asargan said the moment he touches one of the rings. Borgan only nodded at this

It is clear she did not want to explain it that much to them. 

“Put a bit of your essence into the rings”

lightsnοvεl “Why?” Asargan ask. 

But Borgan only smiles

“You trusted me until this moment. You just have to trust me a little bit more. What is a bit more trust between us? You already make a bet” Asargan hearing this word from Borgan chuckles

He nodded.

And then he took one of the rings and put his essence into it. 

The moment he did that his life essence was transfer into the ring and Azief could feel that Asargan lifespan was reduced and there is now a certain kind of power that is missing from him.

And Azief look at the rings on Asargan palms and he could see all kinds of lightning sems to slithers around the ring before it seems to be absorbed into the ring

“It has the same feeling like the lightning that Will produces when he is running” Azief thought to himself. 

Then Borgan flicks her fingers and one of the floating ring flies toward Vorgan. Vorgan understood what he must do and he too put his essence into the ring

The moment he did that reality around the forge seems to distort before returning back to normal. 

BOOOM!

Suddenly there is sound from the outside and Borgan sighed. Asargan took a step and he appears beside the windows and he look upward and what he saw made him frown. The sky is split into seven parts. 

The Heaven and Earth changes colours and there is explosion and fires that seems to engulf the Etherna world. 

But the formation that is put over the Etherna world is still standings strong and their world is still standing

But it would be for long. From afar he could see many Etherna being liquidated and vaporized. 

But the Destroyer and the Creator is also not having a good time. They are being swarmed by the Etherna and all of their reality bending powers is maximised to the peak. 

“Go now’ Borgan said

“What about the rings? Who should give it to him?”

“I will”

” he would be suspicious.”

” I want to test him”

Azief caught this conversation and he frown. Who is him? But he did not ask this question

And Asargan and Vorgan both nodded and then without waiting anymore they quickly leave the forge

Vorgan faded like an ash being blown by the wind and Asargan took a step and like lightning flashing, he disappears from the forge. 

And on the sky, there is two more figures fighting the Creator and the Destroyer. 

The booming sound continues, the sound of the sky quaking, the land rumbling, the world screaming echoes endlessly outside of the forge. 

But inside the forge Borgan appear not to listen to these sounds. 

And now, there is only Borgan in the room. The Borgan in the past look at the ten rings and sighed. Azief however now understand another thing

“That is how I could understand Asargan feeling and Vorgan feelings. You make them put their essence into the rings” 

Azief mutters and Borgan simply nodded

Then there is silence between them

Azief also understood something else

Essence…means a part of their life. Their memories, their life, their everything

And that is why the feeling of Borgan, of Vorgan, Asargan all feel vivid to him. 

And he could change perspective between Asargan, Vorgan and Borgan whenever he feels like it. 

Because there is a part of them in the ring. 

“And you could also use that one sliver of essence of Asargan and give it to your sworn brother” Azief narrows his eyes

“Another one of your plans?” Hearing this Borgan only chuckles. Azief thinks again and thinks deeper and then he frowns even more

Vorgan is the source of Deceit, Asargan is the source of power for all speedster. Borgan is the source of prophecies. And chills began running through Azief back

“You…did you plan all of this….all of those years ago? Did you…..really see all of it?”

There is an eerie silence. At least that is how it felt to Azief. He felt eerie. He look at Borgan with narrowed eyes. 

Borgan look at Azief and there is a mysterious smile on her face. But she did not respond with an answer.

Because when Azief thinks about it, he was scared to find out something. 

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