_Bang_

A large banging was heard all around a large round room
decorated with stone statues.

“General! Explain to me why our troops keep getting
decimated despite having the numerical advantage”

A round man said with extravagant clothes draped with a
luxurious cape and adorned a shining crown.

“At this rate those monsters are going straight through our
borders and once they do, they’re going straight here to kill us all”

The room turned quiet as everyone present in the space
waited for the military man wearing a black coat with badges of stars stuck
around his chest to speak.

He looked around coldly with an expressionless face as he
recounted the sight he saw on the battlefield.

“My king…..” he said slowly

“You would not believe what Im about to say but please keep
in mind that this is the absolute truth, my men died trying to get this
information”

“Just get on with it and stop making excuses!” a nobleman interjected.

“SILENCE” the king said

A cold air hung around as the general resumed speaking.

“… The reason that we cant win your majesty despite the
military might of our army is because they have..”

Everyone stared at the man

“Champions or to be more precise altereds”

*Gasp*

Multiple reactions spread around the room, with most of it
being of shock, fear, disbelief and most of all despair.

“Lies!”

“Preposterous, we should have your head at the guillotine
for this deception”

“Your majesty, this man should be hanged for making excuses
for his defeat”

The noblemen started to erupt with complaints at the absurd
statement

“SILENCE, I WILL NOT REPEAT MYSELF ANYMORE” the king
bellowed.

The noise died down

“Is what you said is true?” the king said as he stared into
the generals eyes

The general paused and then stared right at the kings eyes “I
swear by my family name, Edward Stillspire, that what we are facing now is
indeed the legendary and the once forgotten champions of old, if we stand still
and do nothing, the only thing awaiting us will be death and doom”

Once someone of noble birth swears their name in public, the
person making the oath is risking erasing his or her family name in the
register of the Kingdom's domain because once the oath is found false or broken, the
deed will be immediately done.

Everyone present in the room could not make anymore
complaints at this juncture nor could they run away in face of the reality that their
fates are sealed.

The king looked at his people then placed his hand on a
golden pendant around his chest.

“General, how many of them are there and how is their
strength?”

“My men have confirmed multiple champions within the enemy
camp but we are not sure of they’re exact number at the enemy’s base,
furthermore we have confirmed that they have only began to grow only recently
evidenced by how only one of them was fighting in the frontlines”

“It does not matter how strong they are now because everyone
in this room must be aware that as long as those filthy monsters have their own
“altered”, they’re troops would benefit and further strengthen as long as they
are present”

The room was filled with murmurs and speculations of the
noblemen.

“What of other kingdoms General?” the king asked

“As you’ve might have guessed you’re majesty, other kingdoms
are also facing this threat as we speak specially the kingdom of Irelia which
is further situated at the enemy’s closest base” the general said reading a
report in his hand

The King looked around the room as everyone present must
have come to the vague idea of the course of action that everybody in their
world will once again must do to face the impending threat.

The king slowly stood up, facing all those that were
present, knowing that what he was about to do will plunge this era into turmoil
once again.

“I, Alliston Leopold Von Ulther, announce and swear by my
royal name, to call upon the Rulers of this world, to heed my call and respond
to our once promised armistice!” , King Ulther roared as he destroyed the
pendant clutched in his hand along with the stone within it.

Once it was destroyed a mark with the size  of incredible proportions hovered around the
skies above the palace of Ulther, the symbol showing a fair maiden with wings
praying and once it glowed and hovered for a while, suddenly multiple line of
lights scattered to different directions breaking the image of the once fair
maiden.

Everyone in the kingdom was shocked as every man, women and
child knew what that symbol meant as panic ensued. Commoners started to lock
themselves in their homes as the nobles quickly gathered themselves around the
palace grounds.

The king addressed the noblemen

“You gentlemen will inform our kingdom of the current
situation and tell them to prepare for the coming battle”

Ulther then turned to Edward

“General protect this Kingdom while Ill have to meet with
some stubborn old hags and men, let my son take charge for now, lets hope that
we will make it in time” the king said solemnly as his body started glowing in
white light

“Yes your majesty, I and your troops will protect this
kingdom until your return” As Edward saluted to the King

??? POV

*Kring Kring

A loud sound from an alarm resounded in a room full of mess,
with a computer still turned on and boxes of cup noodles strewn around.

A youth could be seen still sleeping despite the loud noise
as loud snoring could be heard as well when suddenly…

“Oi!, get up you lazy bum, you’re going to be late again" said a middle aged lady with a ponytail to the side.

She barged into the room then proceeded to open the curtains
as light entered the bedroom however the youth still did not wake, seeing her
son being a lazy ass today, she then started to slap the sense out of him

“Wake up!”

The boy suddenly opened his eyes as he felt the sudden pain
of being slapped senseless

“I’m up!, I’m up!, why the hell are you beating me up so
early in the morning?!” now fully awake the boy stared at his mother

“Like hell I give a damn, now go down stairs and have your
breakfast, you’re going to be late for school” the lady stood up then left the
room

The boy stood up, showing his below average face with green
eyes and black hair all with bedhair.

“She keeps getting more violent as she grows older damn it, I
wonder how dad manages to get along so well with that old hag” said the youth
as he scratches his hair

“I heard that Colt!” a woman bellowed

“Ok!, ok I’m coming down, sheesh”

This is turning out to be a bad day, thought Colt as he went
downstairs, little did he know he would soon confirm those thoughts.