Once upon a time, In a land far away.
There lived a prince, who was loved by all.
He was gentle and kind, and would always help those
Who required help, and the needy.
The people said, once he becomes the king;
The small kingdom of Hrazeth
Would see days of glory, never seen before.
Thus, everyone in the kingdom was jovial.
The smile never left the queen's face,
While the king would laugh more often.
He would also pardon miscreants,
Convicted of crimes less severe.
The smile never left the queen's face,
While the king would laugh more often.
He would also pardon miscreants,
Convicted of crimes less severe.
By the time, the prince was eighteen years of age.
There was not a soul in the whole kingdom,
Who could defeat him in sword fighting.
Such impeccable were his sword skills,
That he came to be known as the 'Knight Of The Silver Sword'.
It was not because, he used a sword of silver;
But because when his sword would dance about in a fight,
It's swift movements created a silver glimmer.
He also proved to be a cunning general,
As not a single war was lost, Where the 'Silver Knight' participated.
There was not a soul in the whole kingdom,
Who could defeat him in sword fighting.
Such impeccable were his sword skills,
That he came to be known as the 'Knight Of The Silver Sword'.
It was not because, he used a sword of silver;
But because when his sword would dance about in a fight,
It's swift movements created a silver glimmer.
He also proved to be a cunning general,
As not a single war was lost, Where the 'Silver Knight' participated.
The name 'Knight Of The Silver Sword',
Thus reverberated throughout the kingdom.
It also spread to the neighbouring lands.
The 'Silver Knight' became the idol of worship,
In countless young maiden's hearts.
Kings and queens from other empires,
Would often sent their consorts accompanying their daughters,
To the kingdom of Hrazeth.
The goal was simple, to capture the prince's heart.
But none were successful,
As the prince only had ambitions in his eyes.
He would practice sword during the day,
And would strategize by the night.
Thus reverberated throughout the kingdom.
It also spread to the neighbouring lands.
The 'Silver Knight' became the idol of worship,
In countless young maiden's hearts.
Kings and queens from other empires,
Would often sent their consorts accompanying their daughters,
To the kingdom of Hrazeth.
The goal was simple, to capture the prince's heart.
But none were successful,
As the prince only had ambitions in his eyes.
He would practice sword during the day,
And would strategize by the night.
However, at a time like this,
When the coming days of the kingdom,
Seemed to speak only of glory.
A strange incident occurred.
When the young prince, became twenty years of age.
A mysterious woman visited the kingdom.
She was garbed in black,
And her face was covered in a thin veil.
However, it was no doubt that behind the veil,
There was the face of an otherworldly beauty.
Some said, she was the leader
Of the mysterious 'witches', that roamed the north.
Some said she was the 'shrine maiden'
Of the legendary 'Moondeity Shrine'.
When the coming days of the kingdom,
Seemed to speak only of glory.
A strange incident occurred.
When the young prince, became twenty years of age.
A mysterious woman visited the kingdom.
She was garbed in black,
And her face was covered in a thin veil.
However, it was no doubt that behind the veil,
There was the face of an otherworldly beauty.
Some said, she was the leader
Of the mysterious 'witches', that roamed the north.
Some said she was the 'shrine maiden'
Of the legendary 'Moondeity Shrine'.
The reports reached the royal palace,
And ultimately to the prince's ears.
The prince became curious,
And he decided to visit this,
'Mysterious Damsel', that others so excitedly spoke about.
He mounted a horse and with his escorts,
Dashed to the place, where this 'mysterious woman',
Was said to be living.
And ultimately to the prince's ears.
The prince became curious,
And he decided to visit this,
'Mysterious Damsel', that others so excitedly spoke about.
He mounted a horse and with his escorts,
Dashed to the place, where this 'mysterious woman',
Was said to be living.
Along his journey; he heard ominous caws of ravens,
The howling of wolves, and eerie laughters.
The sky became gloomy,
And a terrifying chill permeated the air.
His escorts were scared as they drew crosses on their chests.
Some even suggested the prince to return.
But how can he; the prince on whose shoulders rested the destiny of his kingdom,
The prince who carried the name 'The Knight Of The Silver Sword',
Be scared by such little incidents?
With an iron determination he rushed towards his destination.
He eventually reached the humble house where the 'mysterious woman' resided.
And then ordering his guards to stay outside, went inside the house.
The howling of wolves, and eerie laughters.
The sky became gloomy,
And a terrifying chill permeated the air.
His escorts were scared as they drew crosses on their chests.
Some even suggested the prince to return.
But how can he; the prince on whose shoulders rested the destiny of his kingdom,
The prince who carried the name 'The Knight Of The Silver Sword',
Be scared by such little incidents?
With an iron determination he rushed towards his destination.
He eventually reached the humble house where the 'mysterious woman' resided.
And then ordering his guards to stay outside, went inside the house.
However, the prince that went in was different, than the the prince that came out.
On their return journey, not a word did he speak.
From the next day onward, he gave up his sword practice.
He gave up his other duties as the crown prince.
The palace maids would often hear the distracted prince,
Mumbling to himself, "So beautiful, too beautiful to be a mortal."
News of this reached the king and queen,
When the queen mother with a smile suggested to her husband,
That the young prince should be in love with the 'mysterious woman'.
That very day, a messenger from the royal palace,
Went to where the 'mysterious woman' lived.
However when he went there, the house was already empty.
A search for her began throughout the kingdom,
Some other lands also participated in it.
However not a trace of her could be found anywhere.
Learning of this matter the prince became crazed,
He took out a whole army, and searched for her,
In every nook and cranny of the continent.
However all of this was in vein.
Enraged, the prince invaded the neighbouring lands.
Any kingdom who opposed him would be razed to the ground.
Even women and children were not spared.
The king shocked by all this, ordered the prince to stop,
But died a miserable death, poisoned by the prince.
The queen was locked away in the dungeons.
The soldiers of the new king would pillage the lands, that were now his.
They not even spared their own kingdom.
Once upon a time,
In a land far away.
There lived a prince,who was hated by all.
He was merciless and cruel,
And would shed the blood of innocent.
The people said, he was a demon incarnate.
The small kingdom of Hrazeth,
Trembled under his sword,
That reeked of flesh and blood.
In a land far away.
There lived a prince,who was hated by all.
He was merciless and cruel,
And would shed the blood of innocent.
The people said, he was a demon incarnate.
The small kingdom of Hrazeth,
Trembled under his sword,
That reeked of flesh and blood.
Such cruel were his sword skills,
That he was called 'Demon Of The Crimson Blade'.
It was not because he used a crimson colored blade,
But because, whenever he would swing his blade;
Blood would spill, as his sword shone with a sinister Crimson.
Eventually, the rulers of the East and the powerful kingdom of Nordeolus,
Banded together to defeat the evil king.
However, so mighty was this demonic king that,
A terrible war ensued, and countless lives were lost.
Entire villages were razed to the ground, entire cities decimated.
Such a heavy price, ultimately led to the defeat of the evil king.
Just before his death, on a silent plain that was littered with corpses,
That spoke of the terrible battle that happened here.
The prince lying on his back on the blood soaked ground,
Looked up at the sky and spoke in a hoarse voice-
I SEARCHED FOR YOU MY LOVE
I LONGED FOR YOU MY LOVE
BUT I NEVER FOUND YOU MY LOVE
I LONGED FOR YOU MY LOVE
BUT I NEVER FOUND YOU MY LOVE
IN THIS LIFE LET US DO PART
FOR THE HEART CAN BE BROKEN
BUT THE SOUL CANNOT BE HURT
IF IN THE NEXT LIFE WE AGAIN DO MEET
BE IT IN A PALACE OR SOME SILENT LONELY STREET
THEN MY HEART WILL NOT BE BROKEN
BUT THIS PAIN IN MY SOUL WOULD BE A TOKEN
AND I WOULD AGAIN REMEMBER THEE.
With this the 'evil king' who now looked
Just like a young man;
No a sad and lonely young man, breathed his last.
When all of a sudden the sky turned dark,
And a hushed silence, permeated the air.
Not even the ravens dared to caw.
Slowly the silhouette of a beautiful lady, garbed in black;
Drifted to the place where the slain king laid.
She slowly lifted her veil, revealing a face of ethereal beauty.
And spoke with a soft silky voice, that seemed to come from all directions-
TRULY A SAD ENDING FOR A MAN LIKE YOU.
BUT YOU CHOSE THIS PATH YOURSELF.
HAD YOU NOT BEEN SO SELF CONCEITED ON THE JOURNEY THAT DAY,
WHEN YOU FIRST SET OUT TO MEET ME OUT OF SHEER CURIOSITY.
HAD YOU LISTENED TO YOUR ESCORT, AND RETURNED HOME.
YOU WOULD NOW BE RULING AS THE 'SAINT KING'.
WHOSE NAME WOULD HAVE BEEN SPOKEN IN THE TWELVE KINGDOMS.
WHO WOULD HAVE BEEN A LIVING GOD IN THE EYES OF HIS SUBJECTS.
BUT YOU LET YOU EGO BLINDEN YOU.
YOU NEVER BELIEVED IN FATE,
YOU BELIEVED THAT YOU CREATE YOUR OWN DESTINY(A SOFT CHUCKLE),
AND FOOLISHLY DASHED FORWARD TOWARDS YOUR DOOM.
BUT YOU CHOSE THIS PATH YOURSELF.
HAD YOU NOT BEEN SO SELF CONCEITED ON THE JOURNEY THAT DAY,
WHEN YOU FIRST SET OUT TO MEET ME OUT OF SHEER CURIOSITY.
HAD YOU LISTENED TO YOUR ESCORT, AND RETURNED HOME.
YOU WOULD NOW BE RULING AS THE 'SAINT KING'.
WHOSE NAME WOULD HAVE BEEN SPOKEN IN THE TWELVE KINGDOMS.
WHO WOULD HAVE BEEN A LIVING GOD IN THE EYES OF HIS SUBJECTS.
BUT YOU LET YOU EGO BLINDEN YOU.
YOU NEVER BELIEVED IN FATE,
YOU BELIEVED THAT YOU CREATE YOUR OWN DESTINY(A SOFT CHUCKLE),
AND FOOLISHLY DASHED FORWARD TOWARDS YOUR DOOM.
YOU WANTED TO KNOW MY NAME THAT DAY.
I AM LADY FATE.
I AM THE ONE WHO PRESENTS A TRIBULATION LIKE THIS
IN THE LIFE OF EVERY HUMAN BEING.
I GIVE THEM A CHOICE.
A CHOICE TO RISE OR FALL.
AND IF ONCE CHOOSES FOOLISHLY,
THEY SHARE THE SAME FATE AS YOU.
I AM LADY FATE.
I AM THE ONE WHO PRESENTS A TRIBULATION LIKE THIS
IN THE LIFE OF EVERY HUMAN BEING.
I GIVE THEM A CHOICE.
A CHOICE TO RISE OR FALL.
AND IF ONCE CHOOSES FOOLISHLY,
THEY SHARE THE SAME FATE AS YOU.
GOODBYE MY PRINCE,
NAY I SHOULD SAY GOODBYE MY 'FALLEN KING'.
FOR I HAVE A FEELING THAT WE WILL MEET AGAIN,
AND WHEN WE DO, LET ME SEE WHAT CHOICE YOU MAKE AGAIN THEN.
NAY I SHOULD SAY GOODBYE MY 'FALLEN KING'.
FOR I HAVE A FEELING THAT WE WILL MEET AGAIN,
AND WHEN WE DO, LET ME SEE WHAT CHOICE YOU MAKE AGAIN THEN.
With this 'Lady Fate', disappeared as
Everything return to normal.
But the eyes of the dead king,
Had a strange gleam and resolve in them.
It was as if he had just before his death,
Determined what choice he will make in his next life.
Everything return to normal.
But the eyes of the dead king,
Had a strange gleam and resolve in them.
It was as if he had just before his death,
Determined what choice he will make in his next life.
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