Chapter Twenty-One: Fall of The White Dragon Part One

"𝐀𝐰𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲? 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭?...𝐍𝐨 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭," - 𝐆𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐮 𝐓𝐅𝐒

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-Three Years Later: Forge of The Old Gods-

Alaric POV 

"Will it be possible to use it Master Avel? Merlin has provided the materials necessary to build the weapon that will help assist us in defeating the White Dragon," I ask with concealed hope. The dwarf bit his lips nervously and nodded his head "in theory the forge can build the weapon but...the gate used to channel the power of the star has grown rusted since the last time it was used by the old Gods themselves. You would need to manually pull them in order to forge the weapon," he explained with a downcast expression. 

My jaws tighten "I can do it," I quickly reply going over to where the gate is "boy! Do you not realize you're going to be trying to take on the full might of a dying star it could kill you?!" Avel yells out with concern. 

A smirk spreads itself on my lips "only if I die," I reply causing the dwarf to furrow his brows in confusion "yes...that's what killing you mean," he says making me chuckle "fear not master Avel I am not going to as you say die my healing factor shall make sure I survive," I explained to ease his worries "now prepare yourself I will be opening the gates now," I continued. 

I take a deep breath grasping both side of the gates from their handles "lord if you can hear me, please give me strength...arghh!!" with that I pulled with all of my might using as much strength as I could until the gate open. 

I scream out in great agony as the energy of the dying star hits my back, burns began to cover my arms, and face it was too much for me to handle "it's almost done Alaric just a few more minutes!" came the shout of Avel.

I held the gate open for a few minutes more until the overwhelming assault on my body proved to be too much for my body causing me to collapse forward. My nerves burned while my muscles shuddered, I gasp out softly my healing factor slowly kicking in causing some of my more minor wounds to close up in an instant while the more burned up ones took to much time.

The sounds of a hammer echo out around me with Avel cursing out in the dwarvish language every so often. I suddenly felt it a faint connection my hand extended out calling the weapon to me. A surge of immense power flows through my body as I grasp the newly forged golden halberd. 

My wounds healed at far accelerated rate until I was standing in peak condition a faint smile makes its way onto my face "incredible...with this we can finally stop Vortigern," I say turning to face Avel. 

"Quick Avel I must go to the battlefield," I ordered as the dwarf nodded and opened a portal back to Earth. 

-Meanwhile on Earth: The Battlefield POV of Everyone Else- 

Lancelot smashed his right fist against one Saxon and ripped another apart by digging into their chest "behold this is the blessing of the sun itself.....EXCALIBUR GALATINE!!" came the nearby shout of Gawaine who had unleashed a large beam of light decimating a good portion of Vortigern's creature army. 

The attack had of course drained up a significant amount of his energy which also left him right open for an open attack. Which was a big mistake as a trail of crimson arrows hailed down on the monsters trying to kill Gawaine. 

From the far distance Tristan gives a smile "there's nothing beautiful nor elegant about you cowardly creatures," he says rapidly loading and shooting more magically enhanced arrows.

 Black chains that burned with a deep crimson color flew through the field piercing multiple enemies all at once Agravaine spits pulling his chain back "tch...just where in the hell is that brat when you need him," he says. 

A sword wrapped in pure bright flames sliced through ten creatures at once when they fell it revealed a figure with blond shaggy hair that nearly covered his eyes, a shade of green eyes that were a bit similar to Artoria, and a faint scar on their left eye. 

Sir Kay smiled a bit wearily spinning his flaming sword to take down a couple more creatures "don't worry too much Sir Agravaine, Alaric will make it to us in time I have faith in him but for now we must continue fighting so that Arthur can maintain the advantage against Vortigern," he replied. 

A bit far from the others a knight with a right sliver arm swung their sword beheading three Saxons all at once. Sir Bedivere looked in the far distance where both 'Arthur' and Vortigern were battling with a look of barely concealed worry "I hope he can end this once in for all," he said reverse gripping his sword around without even looking killing one of Vortigern's many phantasmal like creature servants. 

The sky suddenly darkened causing everyone to pause even Vortigern and 'Arthur' stopped their fight to see what was happening. 

A tornado of dark blue lightening composed of pure mana stormed the battlefield then before anyone could react a golden halberd shot forth from the storm killing many Saxons and phantasmal creatures. The sky was soon flooded with countless constructs made of pure mana they fell like a rain of death coming from above slaughtering even more of Vortigern's servants.

The golden halberd returns back to its master revealing the now eighteen year old knight Sir Alaric in the same armor that Merlin gifted him not so long ago except he did not wear the helmet. Slowly he walked forward with a wide maniac-like grin. 

Hs eyes briefly flicker yellow before returning back to their original color, darkness coated around him mixed with sparks of lightning as he ran through the battlefield with a roar that echoed across the grounds "bring me VORTIGERN!!" 

Leaping into the air Alaric slams the golden halberd down causing a mix explosion of shadow and thunder to burst out an incinerate everything in its vicinity rising from up his kneeling position Alaric marched forward finally locking eyes with Vortigern this time would be different he wasn't the same cowardly boy that needed the help of his majesty. 

Alaric spun the golden halberd cutting down any Saxon or creature that approached him 

-end of twenty-one- 

All right so let me just mention that we are now in the timeskip phase. After I post part two and possibly extend it into a part three I am going to make a particular chapter from Alaric's POV about the changes he's gone through over the three years and of course his clairvoyant abilities plus experience updates that he gets from his future counterpart.

Also the golden halberd that was forged is indeed his first Noble Phantasm 

Voidpiercer: The Spear that Pierces Till the Ends of the Universe. 

The forge that was used to make the weapon is the same forge that the old gods used to create EA or at least in my fanfic it is. 

OC Character Sheet: 

Name: Avel 

Gender: Male

Race: Dwarf

Occupation: Wondering Smith

STORY: Avel is a dwarf spirit that hails from the reverse side of the world. He had the left the realm and journeyed into the world of man in an effort to learn and improve upon his craft. Avel was adopted and such was constantly treated as a pariah amongst his family but his adopted mother always treated him with the love any mother would give and believed in his dreams. Avel wants to be a great smith that can one day forge weapons of great renowned and give them to people who can one day become a hero. 

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Question:

As someone who procrastinates and can barely stick to a proper uploading schedule I'd like to ask for advice. 

How can I consistently write? I know what I want to write for most chapters of my stories it's just that I often don't feel like it. I often see authors being able to write consistently and publish daily which leaves me wondering what is their secret?