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Usumgallu Chronicles

“Usumgallu Chronicles” is about the Ambrose Malachai's chosen sarras back and future stories. In this compilation, you will be able to witness accounts of their old or daily lives told using their own Point of Views (POVs) with or without the knowledge of their erstwhile master. = T H E C A S T = THE USUMGALLU: NICK GAUTIER: Clueless Suzerein or Uma-Šarru (leader) of the Usumgallu (generals) XEVIKAN DARAXERXES: Xenophobic Šarru-Dara (blood general and the key to Azmodea's gates) DAGON: Brooding Šarru-Gir (general which commands souls of dead) MALPHAS CALEB: Cantankerous Šarru-Namuš (death general) KODY: Righteous Ašû-Šarru (war general) AERON: Troublemaking Šarru-Tahazu (pestilence and disease general) NASHIRA: Conniving Šarru-Ninim (envy and conflict general) HELLHOUNDS / PETS?: ZAVID: Norse Aamon KAZIEL: Welsh Cwn Annwn VAWN: Irish Bean-Sidhe MEDDLING PRIMALS: MENYARA JADEN SET NOIR AZURA APOLLYMI

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10 Chs

Introduction: Kody

~ WARRIOR ~

Disturbed

SCENE ONE

"I am now an instrument of violence.

I am a vessel of invincibility.

I cannot, leave this undecided.

Stepping down to battle another day."

NERIA BELAM

My name means "my beloved" and loved by many. Born of a half-Egyptian, half-Atlantean goddess and chthonian father, I'm treasured and cherished by my family. Then the malevolent Malachai came and unleashed his full-blown wrath on unsuspecting humans where I've lost everything that I held dear. I didn't ask for this but from then on, I'm declaring war.

SCENE TWO

"Remember me, for all time this.

Determination is a vital part of me.

Surrender now or be counted.

With the endless masses that I will defeat."

PRINCESS GODDESS

Justice and balance. I was inherently born as a protector and dispenser of it like my mother before me. The legacy of my highly revered bloodline now roars with deep unmitigated fury. Vengeance is only the beginning. It will never be appeased until the wrong deed done is finally rectified.

SCENE THREE

"Come on, bring it, you don't see it.

I don't believe it.

Broken down, till your hope has died.

Beat down.

Till the victory is mine.

Stand up and show me some pride.

And now, are you ready?"

AREL, NEKODA

Revived for the sole purpose of exterminating the most powerful demon the Mavromino ever created, I was specifically chosen by the Nasaru to defeat this malevolent creature. All I needed to do was to go back in time when the vile vermin were still a mere oblivious human boy and end his miserable life. But what should have been an easy task…isn't. How can I, when all I see in him was the naïve teenager whose entire world revolves around his saintly mother and his good heart? This creature is not the monster I was told him to be. Assassinating an innocent goes against my moral code not only as an Arel but also on the blood of my ancestors. It was there that I knew there was something wrong about everything I was lead to believe in. There were holes and inconsistencies in my memories that I can't fully comprehend. Then I realized that someone manipulated my psyche when I was revived by those I trusted. Beware, Sraosha and Ameretat! There will be an upcoming 'come to Jesus talk' with the three of us SOON. I can't wait when that time came. There will be a reckoning the likes that the Arelim haven't seen before. Anarchy, thy name is Nekoda!

SCENE FOUR

"I'm one with the warrior inside.

My dominance can't be denied.

Your entire world will turn into a battlefield tonight.

As I look upon you, through the warrior's eyes now.

I can see the fear that will ensure my victory this time."

KALOSUM vs MAVROMINO

The powers be is always at war since the dawn of time. Conceived and spawned by the Source itself, these ancient gods know NOTHING about peace and co-existence. Conniving and always plotting, they unceasingly try to outwit and outmaneuver each other, consequences be damned. Therefore, the Malachai and the Sepherii army were created, born of envy and pride, they live their lives serving the primal gods to check balance each other. But even that compromise come to a stop.

SCENE FIVE

"I can't be told the compromises.

From every toppled body lying at my feet.

They know for minimal reminder.

They will speak my name for eternity."

MALEVOLENT MALACHAI

Chosen to play the part of the Mavromino's most prized army, the Malachai were spawned for the sole purpose of creating chaos, war and destruction. They know no bounds when it comes to pillaging, exterminating and conquering. Everything that comes and crosses their path eventually results to ruins and bitter ashes.

Along came Monakribos. Unlike his brethren, he was born with both dark and light powers depending on which wolf he will feed. Which shouldn't even have been tested if not for the worsening contention the Ancient Gods waged against each other which lead to the much-dreaded Primus Bellum wars. As punishment for their warring natures, the Source forced the primal gods to put their armies down permanently. Both parties reluctantly acquiesced but left only a pair to continue the legacy. Monakribos, the Malachai leader, refused to be put down like the rabid dog he was because of his Rubati. Even though he knew his love for his precious Rubati will surely damn him, he still courageously dared to go against them. Which lead to their eventual doom. Tricked and cursed to become the scrounge on the universe, they both couldn't find peace. And that curse was passed down to their descendants which is still felt rawly until now.

SCENE SIX

"I have no need of any guidance.

I am a weapon powerful beyond belief.

Seen through the warrior's eyes.

I never need to question how to defeat you."

RUBATI WHO

One might wonder how I am related to Monakribos Malachai's dead wife. I could keep you all guessing, but I'm feeling magnanimous at the moment. So, I'll let you in on a little secret. I AM HER COMPLETED WHOLE. As to how it happened, I won't bore you with the details. Just know and always remember, FATE cannot be thwarted. It is destined that justice will finally be served and given after a very long wait. And its much-awaited time draws near.

SCENE SEVEN

"Come on, bring it, you don't see it.

I don't believe it.

Broken down, till your hope has died.

Beat down.

Till the victory is mine.

Stand up and show me some pride.

And now, are you ready?"

AŠÛ-ŠARRU

My father and I are alike in so many things. Adoration aside, I revere the lessons he imparted me. A natural born negotiator, there's nothing he reviled most than bloodshed. Unfortunately, in this particular circumstance, I'm afraid negotiations are impossible. I'm sorry, Solren, but it can't be helped. Your baby girl is dealing with evil creatures of no conscience and operates with pure malice. They'll only believe that you're dead serious if you make them bleed ergo, lose a limb or two. If that's the only way to obtain justness --- SO BE IT. There will be no hesitation on my part.

CALLING ALL PROUD PRIMALS! I will personally be collecting the debt you owe me and my family. I'm just patiently abiding for my beloved to fulfill his promise of finding me. And once I'm reunited with him, let the fun BEGIN.

CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY.