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The Wells of Truth: The Journey of The Summoned

Each year, everything seems to be getting worse from a disease to famine. It all ends in the year 2099 when a massive meteorite strikes the Earth killing nearly all life. A few survive however and find that the meteor brought a few gifts. New humanoid beings arrived, it was an infinite supply of energy and most important of all, Magic. This magic however, goes out of hand as the remaining animals absorb it. Unable to confront this new danger, the races ask The Creator for help but is unable to until he spots something, a deck of cards. These cards game from a card game that originated before the meteor struck and became quite popular. It was known by the name The Wells of Truth. The Creator uses his power to make the cards into reality. With this newfound power, they are able to safely beat back the threat. 850 years later a new phenomenon happens. Some who died from the meteor strike came back to life. These people later became known as "The Summoned" and were the best of the best at The Wells of Truth. You follow the story of a young man who is one of these Summoned. He faces many challenges along his journey to reclaim his place in this "new" world of his. Updates Every Saturday/Sunday Art Instagram: The_Wells_Of_Truth

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"You want to hear the Story of Thor?" Ben asked.

"Yeah," The Puppeteer reassured him, "I want to know why he's acting the way he is."

"Ok then. Here goes. Thor went under the apprenticeship of Isaac, a great hero who was bestowed the name: The Savior of Gaia. He was highly skilled in TWOT and also in physical combat. He founded the Guild, The Krimson Octopus, a group of 8 people who were pretty much equally as skilled as him. Isaac basically became an older brother to Thor and the whole guild accepted him as their 9th member. One day, they went on a very dangerous mission which was to explore a newly exposed cavern on the border of the Demonoidal Dimension. They entered it and were able to discover many great treasures, however they were ambushed. The Cult of Knights had bribed one of their members into giving them information about the mission. Isaac and the rest of the Krimson Octopi quickly decided on one member of their guild to survive the encounter and that was Thor. He cast a truth which was able to teleport Thor to safety. Everyone else including the traitor were slaughtered and their bodies were never found. Thor painfully walked back to the guild with the treasure only to be bombarded with questions about the whereabouts of his party which he could only respond in tears with, "I don't know. I can only hope that they survived." The loss of Isaac was a massive hit to everyone, especially Thor. The strongest living being and his friends had been killed by some Cultists. To rub salt into the wound, it turns out that The Cultists were after Thor and everyone began to blame him for the death of Isaac. Somehow, someway, some reason, Thor was able to recover and destroy the Cult of the Knights, killing them with the very treasure that he had acquired from the slaughterhouse of his family."

The Puppeteer was taken aback. He hadn't thought of the possibility that Thor might've lost someone important let alone 7. "I-I need to go apologize." The Puppeteer said as he got up, "I'll be back soon. Wait here."

"I'm coming with you!"

"No! Stay. This is personal business."

Ben's face became pouty, his eyes began to water. "Fine, but hurry up."

The Puppeteer swiftly left with Ben right behind them. He tried to take a shortcut through the forest only to get lost and have to use his holdus to find his way back to Aubergine. Once he arrived in the city he heard murmurs of a fight that was going on.

"Did you hear? Those two are going to get into a fight!" one said.

"Oh those two? This is definitely going to be a clash of titans!" another replied.

"What's going on?" a breathless Puppeteer asked.

No one responded; they all just stared at him until Ben had caught up with him. They pulled Ben aside and began whispering to him in the unknown language. After a bit of banter, they sighed, told him something, and let him go.

"Guild Hall," Ben told The Puppeteer, "that's where we need to go."

"Alright then."

The pair quickly ran over to the Guild Hall. Along the way The Puppeteer asked, "What'd they say to you? I couldn't understand much of it."

"Oh yeah. That was auglis. It's the language used by Humans and it's partially derived from the ancient language. They just asked me why I was with "the demonoid human summoned" and tried to convince me to leave." He looked at The Puppeteer's face which was fading in color. "I obviously told them that I was going to stay with you which is why they sighed." he quickly amended.

"It's fine. I'm used to it now. Anyway, what was going on?"

"Apparently Thor and someone else are about to fight."

"Is that really a big deal? I mean a duel seems fairly tame."

"A fight and a duel are different." Ben explained, "A duel is using the cards while a fight could result in major injuries or even worse death. A fight is what I would say is what super ancients called duels."

The Puppeteer cursed to himself, "Well that just means we need to reach Th—"

"So what even is your plan?" they heard a cold voice ask as they reached the Guild Hall. "You're naïve. You may have killed them, but I'm different."

"I'll kill you if I have to," Thor's voice responded, "I'm not afraid of you."

"It seems like they're here. Step aside."

The crowd split open revealing the armor clad person they had seen before alongside Thor.

"What're you doing here?" Thor screamed.

"We just heard something was going on and—"

"Well, leave." Thor ordered, "You can't stay. Things are going to get messy."

"Messy's a bad way of putting it." The armor-clad person laughed, "Perhaps you should stay and watch the fireworks?"

"No. Leave. Now." Thor demanded.

"Oh please, he doesn't need to leave now does he?" He turned towards The Puppeteer, "Maybe you've heard of the Story of Thor, but just in case you haven't, allow me to explain our "relationship." This is Thor, the 9th member of the Krimson Octopi, Me? I'm what you could possibly say is the last remaining member of The Cult of The Knights. Those weaklings called me Hades, The Black Knight. You can call me Hades if you really want.

Chapter 13: The Story of Thor END