Anblade was created by the Golden Hall along with the other Curuzbletsain. He was the youngest of them all and the most in need of direction. Utum took him under his wing and guided him like a father. He was ambitious and strong, when the battle between the Curuz and Bletsain began he stood on the edge of a knife as to which to be. He want to continue and complete their goal of a perfect reality which was infused in him. Utum looked at him though, and he saw in his eyes the love and concern of one who cared. He trusted Utum and was dedicated to not disappointing him. So he joined the Bletsain and fought hard against the Curuz. After the war had ended and the Curuz cast into the external world, Anblade remained with Utum and those that followed him, while others went different ways to find a new purpose.
He traveled far and wide until they stopped at a place they saw fit to create a new world, a perfect world. Utum and a majority of the others created Aith and made it grow stong and beautiful. Then five were chosen to create life upon it it. He was one of them. he set to work immediately with great ambition to create the greatest and most amazing race. he wanted to make Utum proud and show the others what he could do. His wok did not turn out as he had planed however. It was the weakest and most imperfect of all the creations. It was weak and and Anblade was ashamed. He called it man and brought it before the other with the purpose of having it destroyed. He felt crushed and ashamed. The others works were so much greater, he had failed and displeased Utum. At least so he though. The others excepted the race he had created, but he was mad. he knew they were only doing it to be nice, and he didn't want it around to remind him of his failure. In fact he was being very hard on himself, but no one can help him there.
In his anger he divides a plan to destroy the others by releasing the Curuz from the dark prison,, he was caught however and taken to council. He was forced to reveal his plan before the others and after examine condemned a threat. As banishment he was sent to Aith to live forever as what he hated, a human.He could not be made completely human however, the Bletsain did not have that power, but he was made weak and lowly. He landed in the frozen land of the north which was later called Pyalron. There Vanor and Carnak encaged him in a ice coffin which they chained to the sides of a two cliffs. There he remained for little over a thousand years waiting for the day of his revenge.
It finally came when he was suddenly released by a group of elves and men that had left the Republic to start again. When they broke his chains he caused a flash of light to stun the air. Blinding those before him and sending them to the earth. He then stood up and walked into their midst. He spoke, but none of them could understand his words. He then, still having some of his former power cast a spell upon them causing them to screech in pain. The sky went black and nothing could be seen.
It was dark for three days and three nights and all the time he filled the air with words, like the words that brought the world into existence, as the old stories say. They were words of power and full of magic. Finally on the rise of the third day it was revealed what had happened. At first everyone thought it was something that inhabited the land, a native creature, but the truth was only to clear. Anblade had transformed them all, transformed them into a monster, a creature of terror. What they had become was a cross between what they had once been and a reptilian creature. They had no feet but tails of dark green and black that they slithered on, they were like snakes but they had arms and ears, a few of them even had horns like daggers coming out of the body. They stood up as tall as any human would be and had teeth like jagged knifes. After the overwhelming feeling of being transformed had lessened the Anblade spoke once more. "My friends, Thank you for waking me up from my black slumber, now that I have been awoken I can rule this world and those of you who choose to join me can have a peace of it." He than stopped and waited for a response finally a voice came from the crowed, "I will not join you, you monster." At his words many others gave a sign of agreement. "I see," He started again. "That many of you will not join me, but there must be some of you? If you think about it I have made you greater then before, you are now greater creatures then you ever were." At this many thought, many knew what he was saying, there was a new found strength for many of them, a new power. Many of them liked the filling and wanted to fill it stronger, so they crossed over to Anblade's side. Leaving the others he and his new found people set sail across the sea for the Republic.
For almost another thousand years he hide on in the east corners of Aith waiting for the time that he would be strong enough to attack. His followers he ordered to build cities and mutably while he devised his plan of action. When he was ready he sent his servants to war, crushing the cities on the boarder of the Republic slowly into the dust. Once all of the cities along the Republic's eastern boarder were destroyed except for Ashbain he revealed himself to the world.
Both the kingdom of Labia and the Republic were fighting hard against their new powerful enemy, but it seemed as if nothing could stop his hand. The war waged on for almost one hundred years and all would have been lost if it had not been for the rising of a new High King in the Republic. His name was Handuir Bladesmasher and though not liked by Labia and many of the Republic he was what the world needed. He jumped into it like mad man into a inferno along with his great courage and battle stratagem he lead his people to countless victorys. Pushing Anblade and his troops further and further down into the dust. Anblade was soon pushed to his capital city in the east which was destroyed and left in ruin.
He had been defeated and all the land rejoiced at their victory. Anblade the dark sorcerer had been destroyed, or so they thought. He had really escaped the attack and vanished from all knowledge.
To be continued......
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