2nd Chapter - The Lust of Love

Deep in the forest, lay a castle, one that had been long forgotten by people. Many heroes fought and fell in it. However it was also the place where a young girl understood the word “love”.

Amber, once a ruler of the world. She had secretly implanted a piece of her magic fragment within the castle before her death. The magic fragment came in the form of an orb named “Lust” which been concealed within one of her faithful servant, Uru. Over the past decades people of all races- elves, ogres, human, siren everything imaginable tried to obtain his power. However they were no match for the likes of Uru.

Uru was a dark priest who had pledged his loyalty to Amber, his mistress. His black shrouded figure exuded an intense aura of foreboding and power. He wielded a spiked mace and used witchcraft to terminate his enemies. Due to his indiscriminate killing spree, he soon earned the name, “Death Bringer”.

One night, Mauve, a dark-haired girl clad in the white embroidered robe o f a temple priest came forth to purify Uru. Though she looked far too young to hold such a position , her clear violet eyes seemed to hold much wisdom.

Dead littered the path. The corpse of many great heroes was found on the pathway of the red carpet. During the encounter with Uru, Mauve greeted him with her purification arrow as she knew that if she was to start any later, the chance of winning would be less than half. The arrow quickly divided itself into a hundred spears of light as they made their way through the barrier of Uru. Uru was no fool, he had already seen that coming but yet he had not made any attempt to avoid it . The spear pierced through every single substance of Uru. However, the damage was too minor for him to be afraid of.

Uru made his move; he used his witchcraft which caused Mauve to gape in fear, losing the focus needed to cast spells. As she tried to escape from his grasp. The walk became a jog, the jog turned into a run, the run to a sprint, and the exhilaration of the moment stirred her adrenaline. She summoned forth the mighty goddess, Alfina.

Alfina was the very image of elegance and grace. Uru was shocked when he saw Alfina, she was his wife, and a love that he thought was gone. As Alfina showered herself with luminous light on Uru, her silent tear trickled down. Uru didn’t fight back as he felt happiness in the end. Soon the conflict ended. Mauve glanced down at the couple one last time. Their spiritual bodies, a peaceful look on their faces, vanished in to the thin air.

She grabbed the orb and started her ritual. To her surprise, the orb was something else, something that she  could never bring herself to erase. It contaminated both the power of love and lust as she stared over the throne and wondered who the real victor was.