Prologue: The End is Where it all Began

"Chancellor, 'The Grand Order' have made it's move. ", said once of the Nobles.

Feeling irrirated of the unexpected development, "Tsk! Activate the Blood Circle Formation!", He angrily glared at the GrandMaster, "Let's hope this so called plan of yours will workout 'GrandMaster', everyone in this very room have sacrificed everything for the survival of the King."

"Chancellor have you gone soft? Everything is going according to plan... ", he confidently replied. "This is the Plan that will change the very foundation of the world itself."

The GrandMaster casually walks around the table and reach for a scroll in his pocket. This scroll is the Plan that the GrandMaster is talking about.

~GRANDMASTER'S PLAN~

The King will enter an eternal slumber, for he awaits for someone to become his worthy successor and be the next Blood King!

When the King has succesfully chosen a new Successor. The sky will turn crimson red, thus the mark of the start in transfusing of the knowledge and power to the Successor. And when the transfusion ends in a success, the crimson sky will shower blood in all of Ferengar!

Hail the Blood Order! Hail the Blood King!!!

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As soon as they saw it, everyone casually leaves the room leaving the GrandMaster and the Chancellor alone.

"GrandMaster, I'm sorry... I know you know, that everyone is against the plan yet you have forced it!!!", the chancellor unsheath his sword and starts to chant three words, to imbue his sword with fire enchantment, "Tell me where is the place?!", and points the sword to the GrandMaster.

"*Laugh* ayaya! The King was right not to trust you with this information. *Evil Laugh* Chancellor, or should I say Joseph Geralt!", Joseph Geralt was shocked that the GrandMaster saw right through him, the GrandMaster looks through the window. "But don't worry Joseph, the Blood King will still continue with the plan, he is destined to find the new successor. As for me? *chuckles* I know death awaits me." As soon as he finished saying those words, he stabbed the GrandMaster in the back...

While the GrandMaster is slowly dying, Joseph whisper something to his ears, "Your so called King is also Destined to Die.", and he walks away. "*laughing* Y-You don't kn-know a thing Joseph. I didn't orchestrated th-that plan, the King did.", and those where the finals words of the GrandMaster.

Joseph was running in the upper part of the castle. Then he shot the signal, to tell the 'The Grand Order' to storm the castle...

/*Outside the Blood Formation*/

As soon as everyone saw the signal, they started to move again and storm the castle gates.

As soon as they near the gates, the Blood Formation slowly dissipate.

"Leave no trace behind, Kill all of them!", said the Champion of The Grand Order

In no time, everyone reached the Throne Room. There stood Joseph, and an unknown person in black robes. The person in black robes slowly walks near the throne, and said, "You have destroyed our City but you didn't kill our spirit.", after saying those words an unknown voice suddenly voiced out, a voice that comes from the heavens.

"My Kin you have suffered soo much after all these years, I the Blood King will avenge you. Always remember, the Blood Remembers!", everyone across the continent heard what it said.

While everyone was in a daze. The Champion had climbed down his horse and already killed the man in black robes.

"I the Champion of The Grand Order will hereby declare that the War against Evil is come to an end! Glory to the Grand Order!"

"Glory to the Grand Order!", the soldiers shouted in unison.

As soon as everyone had heard it. The soldiers of the Blood King lost it's will to fight... Some fled, some surrendered. But this the Lost of the Blood Empire!

/*Somewhere out There*/

"---The Blood Remembers!!"

After saying those words the Blood King felt that his time is coming closer. He had done everything to protect his slumber and hidden it for the years to come...

Then he slowly closed his eyes, and enter a deep sleep. A sleep that will last til eternity, till someone is worthy to be his Successor...