Nevaeh/Story

Previous World

 * Nearing the end of the Third Shepherd's reign, in a province across the far ocean, a minor village found itself in need of protection, having fallen victim to repeated bandit raids. Together the villagers decided their best course of action was to spread rumors that they had a powerful protector who would slaughter all those who would dare to try harming the village and its residents. With the tale settling and time passing into the land, none of the magically unskilled villagers were aware of the summoning chant their words held. Creeping from the bottom of a village ditch, a spirit rose on a forsaken night, corrupted by the careless conditions of his conjuration. It did not take long until the villagers selectively began spotting him in the darkness of night, saddled on a horse and in possession of swords - some became concerned, and some convinced themselves he had always existed. The village was safe from raids for the time being. However, the corruption prevailed, manifesting itself as a hunger to find a counterpart for the spirit's empty eye socket, the other holding the Omniscient Eye of a daimon.


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 * [Content Warning: Graphic Death] The threat was detected behind time. As the giant beast breached through the iceberg, having gained a fatal momentum from charging from below the underground water source, it annihilated a multitudinous formation from the front lines. To the horror of the world, and especially Nevaeh, the casualties included Itotia, who had used their final moments to send a shockwave into the direction of the formation center in order to save the commander, before having their body ruptured from their head and pulled into the depths of the abyss by the monster's merciless jaw. Nearly paralyzed from shock, Nevaeh rode his horse to the brink, recovering Itotia's head as it dared to get swallowed by the bottomless ice grave. Instantly his soldiers went to bring him back to the there and then, forcefully removing their commander from the life-threatening spot. However, Nevaeh resisted beyond any reason, desperately calling out for the Shepherd as he tried to fight against the physical restraint of his troops removing him from the death zone of his majesty and most important person in his life. Naturally, the army terminated their advances, remigrating towards the Aetherbed to inform the priests about the loss of the Fourth. Through its entirety, Nevaeh never let go of Itotia's head, not a single word leaving him as he resided in grief and denial. [End of content warning]


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