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So there I was, suddenly transported to the past! The next thing I knew I was surronded by the former leaders of the world.
"Who is this guy?"
"Oh! I'm Zeira. Who the hell are you?"
"I'm the king of Silverthorne!!!"
"Oh...my bad."
As Zeira takes a look around he notices a large gem filled with light.
"What's that?"
"We don't know. Strider said it's some kind of lock. That it's holding something in it. Possibly Regis Mortis!"
"Where is Strider?"
"Oh...he said he had to use the restroom."
"Allow me to examine it for a moment then. I'm from the future."
While the rest of the people there are wondering why nobody has stabbed this guy in black robes that has appeared out of nowhere, Zeira goes and picks up the gem. Everyone in the room freezes.
"Don't worry...I got this!"
Zeira takes some time and examines the gem. People begin to worry.
"Alright so here's the deal. This thing holds magic apart. The reason Everything has been going so bad, with the weather and stuff is because of this gem! If we break it, magic will come together again and everthing will go back to being good."
"Are we really gonna listen to this guy!?!"
"What's the worst that could happen? Let's just go for it!"
The king of Silverthorne comes up and grabs the orb. He then looks at Zeira.
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure. I mean, as sure a someone can be about this sort of thing"
The king looks to everyone else in the room. Some of them are shaking their head while others are still confused at to why no one has stabbed the man in the black robe. The king raises the gem and gives one last look over to Zeira. At the same time Strider returns, a look of terror crosses his face.
Zeira nods.
*Smash*
Chaos errupts! Magic swirls around the room. People are running for cover, trying to figure out what happened. At the same time Zeira feels the clock drawing him back to his own time.
"Whoops...my bad!"
*Poof*
"Who is this guy?"
"Oh! I'm Zeira. Who the hell are you?"
"I'm the king of Silverthorne!!!"
"Oh...my bad."
As Zeira takes a look around he notices a large gem filled with light.
"What's that?"
"We don't know. Strider said it's some kind of lock. That it's holding something in it. Possibly Regis Mortis!"
"Where is Strider?"
"Oh...he said he had to use the restroom."
"Allow me to examine it for a moment then. I'm from the future."
While the rest of the people there are wondering why nobody has stabbed this guy in black robes that has appeared out of nowhere, Zeira goes and picks up the gem. Everyone in the room freezes.
"Don't worry...I got this!"
Zeira takes some time and examines the gem. People begin to worry.
"Alright so here's the deal. This thing holds magic apart. The reason Everything has been going so bad, with the weather and stuff is because of this gem! If we break it, magic will come together again and everthing will go back to being good."
"Are we really gonna listen to this guy!?!"
"What's the worst that could happen? Let's just go for it!"
The king of Silverthorne comes up and grabs the orb. He then looks at Zeira.
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure. I mean, as sure a someone can be about this sort of thing"
The king looks to everyone else in the room. Some of them are shaking their head while others are still confused at to why no one has stabbed the man in the black robe. The king raises the gem and gives one last look over to Zeira. At the same time Strider returns, a look of terror crosses his face.
Zeira nods.
*Smash*
Chaos errupts! Magic swirls around the room. People are running for cover, trying to figure out what happened. At the same time Zeira feels the clock drawing him back to his own time.
"Whoops...my bad!"
*Poof*