• This section is for roleplays only.
    ALL interest checks/recruiting threads must go in the Recruit Here section.

    Please remember to credit artists when using works not your own.

Fantasy Dark Eden: Epilogue | Regalias

D
Created at
Index progress
Incomplete

What had become of the Hero of Eden? Since his venture to the Throne of the Demon God alongside his companions, the paragon soon dubbed himself the Dark Hero of Eden, having dealt with the demon Astaroth by sealing him beneath the frozen lake of Cocytus, in a savage example of punic faith. Little did humanity know, having arisen from its two-hundred year sleep, that the Dark Age of Solitude had begun.

Vying for survival against the beasts, without the capacity to entreat the gods, who had disappeared, they disappeared until the Hero had returned. Having subsumed the demonic realms unto himself and rendered the gods low, wrought physically into the Astral Armaments upon his person, the Hero fashioned himself Ruler of Vragathia, a state melded together from the tattered remnants of the Five Great Nations as a means to vitiate the royal families of those now defunct nations.

Yet, humanity is not without hope: Yutera Kriemhild, former fiancé of the Hero, leads those former companions of the Hero before his fall lest he corrupt humanity forever more.
[Regalia] Chapter I. Prologue
  • DARK EDEN: DEUS EX INFERNUM
    Chapter I. Prologue
    sanguine colosseum, vragathian empire

    The sheer amount of brutality that one could express with their rage was beyond fascinating. How one could not show mercy even at the face of victory, Elizaveta couldn't help but to admire Curruid's dedication, finding his loyalty to Sigurd quite admirable yet ironic.

    Certainly, there was no better teacher than the Dark Enforcer, who showed not even the slightest bits of benevolence, ripping his students apart to teach them a lesson.

    Elizaveta would find herself sipping a warm cup of tea while resting on one of the observing seats of the coliseum, along with the other Astral Monarchs that had gathered under the orders of Sigurd, who had sent a messenger in advance to deliver the message of his prompt arrival.

    According to the messenger whose words stuttered every second during the conversation with the High Lords, Sigurd was returning from his duties to test the might of the Integrity Knights.

    It had been ten minutes since Curruid began his training with the Integrity Knights, and much to Elizaveta's annoyance, she was beginning to feel mundane watching her student's blood spill all over the unholy coliseum.

    "What bothersome orders. Forcing us to await his arrival by watching these low-born deadbeats become ragdolls for the dog's amusement."

    Elizaveta announced her apathy to the Regalias in her circle, tapping her fingers rapidly on the stone seats to accumulate even the slightest of excitement. Though quite frankly, while admitting it verbally would've been impossible to force from the red-haired demon, Elizaveta was quite eager about Sigurd's awaited return.

    Wanting a response from the other three Regalias, Elizaveta turned her head to face Seva first, seeing that he was the closest to her location.

    "That mask is repulsive as ever, you god damn aberration. Do tell, though, the hell have you been up to prior to this mundane conference?"

     
    Back
    Top