Prologue: The beginning of the end

"For the Eminence!"

"For the Accord!"

The triumph echoes along with the howling sound of death. It was a night full of curse casted from the world opposite of heavens. The moon was bleeding like an open wound, getting ready to devour the soul of the outcasts. The reflection of the red moon pierced through the remains of the victims, stabbing them from the skin to their flesh, straight to the bone.

The blood and sweat of the dismembered body of the victims were scattered everywhere. No one could ever recognize their faces. Their body was extremely burned and torned like a piece of meat roasting in fire, denying them of a proper funeral. As if the victims still have relatives left.

The banners of the houses are filled with blood and dirt, a forbidden sight. But no one cared. They won the battle. They finally eliminated the threat that they thought would harm everyone.

They killed everyone. From the oldest to the youngest. It didn't matter. They just wanted to see the blood of the traitors. The blood of the people who chose to be on the different side. But as how it goes, what they don't understand is a threat. What is unconventional must be eliminated. Change is not an option.

And they succeeded.

"Shame."

"She was a gift to the Kingdom."

"Nonsense!" The souless monsters roaming around the valley, searching to kill. They were ordered to check the area.

"She is still practicing dark arts! It was a forbidden magic yet she didn't care! Because of what?"

"They even discredited The Order of The Houses."

"Her head has been served to the accords along with her husband."

"This is a warning to everyone. Don't try and antagonize the Accord. It would end badly."

"Lets finish this and head back. Im dying to have a drink!" They continued roaming around. Searching for an unfortunate soul. Kicking and stabbing the body of the victims, making sure no one will survive.

How could they do this? Who thought things would end up to this? A massacre of the innocents, the helpless. The people who thought that love is the most important part of the living. But they were wrong. Love can kill you. Love indeed is the most powerful force ever, it can turn someone into a monster.

"This is tiring. Can we just go back and tell them everyone's dead? I mean look at these lowlives."

"There's no way they could still be alive right now. Lets head back!"

Or so they thought.

Fire is starting to eat the valley. The smell of the burning flesh and blood are overwhelming.

It will linger to your senses and stay for sometime. They left like nothing happened. Leaving the body of the victims be consumed by fire or worst, by Earth's workers.

-

News of the bloodbath spread all throughout the kingdom like wild fire. Everyone is talking about how The Accord and The House of Heroes ended the reign of the traitors. It was a siege against the devil who tried to attack the greater good. It was a story of how the good overcome the evil. Indeed one for the history books.

Nobody remembered how the victims helped the kingdom and its people. How they prioritize the needs of the people before themselves. Everything was put to waste by a single mistake, if you could call that a mistake.

Time passed by so quickly, everyone forgot what happened years ago and moved on with their lives. It became a night story for the children and a drunk topic for the gentlemen. The legend of the never ending night.

However, The Accord kept it close to their hearts. They vowed to prioritize the safety of the kingdom over anything else. They made sure that what happened years ago was written on every history books. They made it available in every library all around the kingdom. Publish it countless times so people could remember how the Accord and the House of Heroes saved their lives from the wrath of the creator. It will also serves as a warning not to go against the will of The Eminence.

With the blessing from the Eminence, they know they could overcome everything in their way. As what their banner says: It's our way or no way at all.

But what's written in the stars were different.