The Origins birth of the Red elves part 1

Somewhere around the lands of kingdom Raista where a bright light shines where soon 3 people stood at the stop. The light shone.

"I take it we are back to our lands and of course the same place we once left."

King Garland says as he remembers the area he and his son were taken.

"Yes, I believe it thanks to the one who has brought us back." Prince Nelson said.

He turns to thank that person, but sadly Cecelia is no longer there, she disappears on them with a second thought.

"Alright it seems that person is gone."

"Best that way my son no need for us or them to get along with each other we just work together for sharing what we both desire."

King Garland began walking as his son followed behind, the two thought they were going to have to walk back home.

Yet luck was at a play as the two of their horses they left behind were still there with no means to leave.

"Ah horses are such a loyal creature bless these two for staying and waiting for us."

"Yes thanks to these two we won't have to spend hours on walking."

King Garland and Prince Nelson got on their horse and began riding back to the kingdom.

"Father, I have to ask are we doing the right thing, I mean to go along this crazy plan are you not afraid of this found out or that person day turning his undead army on us."

The king looked at his son and laughed.

"Father what is so funny." Nelson asks, confused.

"Forgive me son, I just thought it was funny because your own father isn't going to allow himself or the kingdom to fall into ruins . Trust me on this Nelson we will be the only one to gain in the end."

"You intend to betray your friend's father , that doesn't feel like the right thing to do even if this person is using cursed magic."

"Whether it is from the front or the back it does not matter he will be gone either way it is picked until the end."

Nelson had mixed feelings after the listing that came out of his father's mouth, he even still doesn't know what to do about any of this.

Keep going along like a follower of that of people who can't do anything on their own or make a move of his own on this.

The young prince will need to make a decision one day before it is too late.

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Back to the far lands of the Kingdom of Pherenth where within the castle one of the twin sons of King Vernon and Queen Luann walk their way to a door knocking on it.

There was no answer so two more knocks were added giving the same result.

He lets out an annoying sigh and opens the door.

"Awake Cesar mother has call for us, so get your ass out of the bed along with sending away whatever girl you have under the sheets

Cesar arises slowly up on his bed rubbing his eyes before to look at the other half of himself, Clark.

"Good morning to you brother and ladies would you two kindly leave us we brother need to talk alone."

Clark saw two beautiful ladies get out of the bed gathering their clothes and leaving the room fast.

"How shameful can you be dear brother, you are a prince of this kingdom why must you act like a man whore."

"Would you relax brother, I am just enjoying life as a princess as you should as well."

"I am acting fine this way as should you be as we are the future kings to rule and guide our people as they will look to us."

Cear get out of his bed putting his underwear and pants on.

"You speakeasy if father near his end of days beside don't forget we have another brother when the time comes it will be between you two there no chance or my interest of becoming king to this kingdom."

"Please do not bring him up. Finally Loren is gone far away from our home for a time, I would like to enjoy this peace now at the time."

"How long are you going to hold the hate for him, you can't blame Loren for being born from another woman's womb that is not our own mother and I believe father be held as the blamer as the man was the one to plant the seed."

"Yes father is the one at fault no doubt going behind mother back and casting the women aside, he even does not care to show the whore to the outside."

Cear let out a quiet sigh to himself as it seemed their mother had passed on her hate onto his brother Clark as he was the only one to let take it, never going to break free from it.

Him on the other hands was not so foolish as his twin brother to let such as that happen.

Of course Cear holds no hate nor love for Loren, more like for him, he only feels respect for the half-brother that is all.

"And what about our dear sweet sister Clark didn't our own mother repeat the same thing like father has done."

"No doubt to that fact, I won't deny our mother had made the same mistake that is why I have for the girl as well."

"Oh brother, how harsh to call the girl a mistake even though I don't feel that way about her because of how she came to be from another man that is not our father."

Cear laugh a little then smile at his brother.

"Wipe that smile off your face brother this is not funny, anyway finish up here and come to mother room as she wants to talk to us of what, I have no idea of, so do not take long as I have something far more important wishing to be done with this soon."

"Loud and clear brother, I shall be over there soon." Cear said watching him quickly leave the room.

When Clark was gone, Cear walked up to his window opening it up and looking out of it.

"Your brother Clark holds the burning desires to rule this kingdom deeply and now knowing you share no interest in it further it. Why give up on the throne without a fight, you could easily take it for yourself."

The unknown voice says inside his head.

"That may be true, but what fun will that be for me? I seek not to rule, but to have power that no one could match beside my other two brothers who will kill each other when only one stands to sit on the throne."

"Why wait to kill the one brother who is close to you now and kill the other when you are much stronger than him don't you think."

"Killing Loren, yes that is something I have to do, but for my other brother there is no reason to have him killed, hold no threat to me or seek it as my only goal here in this world is to be the all power."

The unknown voice laughs inside his head like it just heard a joke.

"If you say so boy, but better keep a close eye on that twin brother of yours no telling if he will try stab you in the back one day."

Cear didn't say a word back, kept to himself thinking over on what the unknown voice said to him.

"I don't know if I should really keep on him, but to be safe I might as well don't want to die so young."

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Within the hall of the castle Clark was walking to meet with his mother until hearing a familiar pop into his head.

"Isn't pleasing to hear that you twin brother holds no interest in the throne, but that doesn't mean you are safe to calm it."

"Yes Loren must be eliminated, I will be glad to do it with no care."

"Yes, but don't forget the other brother you have, he as well can be a threat to your rule."

"Don't say Loren is my brother he is someone and beside what you mean Cear can be a threat to me that twin brother of mine said it himself no interest in the throne which means whatever he does with the rest of his life will be any from this kingdom."

The unknown voice laugh then goes on speaking.

"Come now do not be blind to what is easily to be right in front of one's eye. Cear will one day be a threat to you unless he is dealt with before that happens just because what he does now with his life doesn't mean that he will change it to something threatening to yours."

Clark was quite actually thinking about it.

"Hmmm, I'll keep it in mind might not be such a bad idea."

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"Well, I have to say that your reaction was quite a surprise and not such a nice one at that."

Loren tells Diloar SwordCarver as he touches the cut on the side of his cheek bleeding.

"I will not ask for forgiveness, you have to understand my point of view Loren the red elves' race has caused a lot that they have left a scar that could never be healed or forgotten to remind all what has happened.I should kill you, but because the time we were together."

"What reason would the Red elves choose to act in such a way, I have the feeling you know the origin of how they come to be."

"Every other elf race does it as an oath each one have sworn upon to never forget as this was told for generations."

"Then tell me, I want to know." Loren asks Diloar SwordCarver and he begins to tell him all that he knows of the Red elves.

Long time ago on a certain island far isolated from the mainlands of other races.

There live a different race of elves known as the white elves it could have even been told they are the very first ones to be born into the world before others have come.

Among one island of random others the white elves lived till this day as it will only be them and no other races. One day a white elf boy was born on the island and people lived peacefully.

He grows up like the rest of the children learning what is to be known about them and the gifts they are blessed with since birth.

Growing up to a aduit this same white elf boy feared that all throughout his life will to be living on this island forever like his father and mother along with the others.

Yet he did not want that seeking the desire to love and so he acted upon deciding to leave his home with his dragon.

Traveling around the world experiencing the things that this white elf can never imagine the excitement of new things to learn and experiment with.

There are also the dangers of the world to show as well that this White elf also came across the passing years.

One day the White elf came upon joining a company of mercenaries using his combat to kill whatever pay him and his friends to do.

This new life the White elf was living was the greatest thing to happen, he never regretted leaving home since, but this new life began to change in one blink of an eye on a day that was supposed to be another job that needed to be done as there was money to be made.

Yet this job went bad costing the lives of those the white elf cared for and it even almost took his life on that same day.

The power to live saved his life and thanks to his dragon, but as he was alive, he was also broken and in pain.

Since then the White elf walks the world for years always thinking about that event always blaming himself for not being stronger to save them.

No one knows how he came across or gained the knowledge of mastering the blood many have come up different theories. Nonetheless with this new found power, he tried it out and when doing so the White elf began to start enjoying killing as this never happened before.

Each time killing something increases the desire for more blood to be spilled it was like a hunger that will never come to an end.

The White elf came to the idea of sharing this lovely new power to his people, so returning back to his island home after so many years to share this new found magic with them.

Once return home this White elf was well welcome until showing the power of blood magic to his people. The rest of the White elves living on the island were horrified and disgusted.

What they saw before their eyes was no longer one of their own to them; he was someone who had fallen into learning something evil as the others could feel something was changing him into someone else who had a wicked desire.

So they cast him out of the island forbidding that White elf to never return again that was a thing they were going to regret as it will pay with their lives.

The White elf who was kicked out of his home from what he has learned and the darkness growing inside.

He did not give up on wanting to share the new gift knowing there are other White elves living on islands.

Each one the White elf pays a visit to when flying on his dragon none will accept what he has to offer turning him away.

He was losing hope, almost giving up, but that soon turned around when his own was sent to kill him seeking whatever.

Of course they were not successful as that White elf killed all and left only one alive offering that one to stay alive unless that White elf submits to him.

After that he saw instead of trying to share with his own who turned their back because what it is this White elf will force this power onto his people.

Even foribbed to come back home it didn't stop him as he arrived to take over the island and rule it.

Blood was spilled and many of the White elves who tried to get in his way were killed by his own hands until finally the island was his to rule and those still kept alive took on the power that White elf learned passing on to all.

This was just the beginning of the Red elves birth and Diloar SwordCarver stopped from further telling Loren wonder why.

"Forgive me, I have forgotten how long this tale about the Red elves was, I think it best to tell further of this in a later time."

Loren thought about and in the end agreed with what he said.

"Alright another time then even though the good parts were just coming in this story."