Capítulo 11: Legend
The night was as black as the darkness to the same. No light from the moon or the stars reached this world. From which no lights spread, this world was cold, a savage and biting cold that attacked all people. A deadly silence could be heard, a natural silence for a world on the brink of extinction. Vegetation was almost non-existent or was corrupted by the cold. The streets of the cities gave the impression that the cities were ghost towns. This feeling contrasted with the feeling the world had when the sun illuminated this world. During the period when the sun shines on this plane, the vegetation is lush and magnificent. Children ran in the streets, bringing joy to the inhabitants. Everyone was smiling, talking, and appreciating each other. The world happened to be a utopia. This world changed its face when the sun rises or sets.
On one of those silent nights, light could be seen in a mansion. This mansion had an old-style with wood and stone as the main materials. The interior of the mansion was extremely luxurious. The entrance was a huge room. A long black carpet adorned the floor. The room was divided in two? A staircase that started from the sides of the room to meet in the center to go upstairs. In the center, below the stairs, a massive wooden door opened onto the main hall of this mansion. This mansion was huge. On the upper floors, a couple slept. The woman was tall. Her black hair cascaded down her back. Her little mouth gave her a cute touch. She had pointy ears, so she was an elf. Her magnificent and mature face made her extremely beautiful and even more so when she was sleeping. Beside her was a handsome man. He, too, was tall and had long ears. While his wife has black hair, he has blonde to golden hair. His face made him look mature with deep wisdom.
Then strangely, light entered the room through the window. This light is natural. The Moon emits it. In this usually dark and silent world, the Moon was rising. But the Moon was not normal. The Moon turned from blue to red. The color of the Moon only changed between its colors. The elf seemed to be waving. He kept moving. He was having a nightmare.
"No ..... No .... not that ..... stop ..... NOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNN" he yelled while waking up.
When he woke up, he also woke his wife. She got up in a panic and looked at her husband. There she saw him swimming, sweaty.
"Are you okay, dear?" she asked, rubbing his back to try to calm her down.
Her husband didn't answer her but looked at her. Seeing her man's gaze, she started to panic.
"He .... was .... born," the man said in a trembling voice.
The man got up and walked out of the room. His wife stayed there, staring into the void.
Leaving his room, the man went to the top floor of his house. This whole floor was a library image. He walked through the various rows of books and was at the back of the room.
"Cáerme," the man said. (AN: it means Destiny in the ancient language of The Witcher)
As soon as he said this word, runes formed on the wall. These runes were azure blue. The runes formed a door. In the center of these runes, a white portal appeared. The elf entered the portal and found himself in a library, but very different from the previous one. It was much smaller and darker. The man lit a candle and walked through the various rows of the library. On the shelves, you could see various names.
"Herendil" "Harendil" "Hirendil"
"Legolas"
"Arianne" "Sarin" ...
Each shelf had a different name. He came to a shelf, but that shelf was special. There was no book on it. The man picked up a book, a quill, and began to sing a spell in the ancient language.
"Zvaere, Mire Cáerme," incited the man. As he sang, his eyes turned white, and he began to write in the book. He began to write a tale, a story that will become a legend that finally, in distant times, will become a myth, but for now, it is only the future and the destiny of a person.
He is born
Born of death itself
Getting cold
Becoming the Death Rider
That will drag them into limbo
That will torment them
The hunter becoming the hunted
Hunted by bloody eyes
Driven out by the creed
Hunted for revenge
When the daughter of the elder and the emperor returns
The biting cold will come
The white wolf will rise against him
The rider will stalk him
He will seek, find and kill the biting cold
Revenge fulfills
The swallow will accomplish that intended
And the rider will find his magician
The assassin and the magician
Together forever
The man awoke from his exhausting clairvoyance.
"Weird, why is their room. So she wouldn't be finished?" the man muttered.
Then suddenly, a light enveloped him, and he began to transcribe his vision again.
Lying on the grass
A traveler met an assassin
The assassin on a mission left
But the traveler smiles
The assassin will travel the ocean to enter the Oasis
Crossing the desert
At the Oasis, the assassin met an old friend
Together they will face a charming demon
Will have to choose
Death or Forgiveness
In the wine country
The monster reigns supreme
The Duchess hired the white wolf
Confronting him, the assassin comes to his aid
Slay the monster and set the truth free
Being offered a title
The assassin retreated to the southern lands and wine
Accompany his lightning magician
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