Ashes of the Forgotten : Rewritten History

Sylvren charged with immense speed, shouting: "why Riven, we didn't have to do this", Riven dodged the first strike, replying: "yes, if you only have seen the truth, if you truly fought for peace, you would have seen that Isenor is the one who caused all of this", Sylvren's eyes filled with rage: "Don't you dare talk about my father like that", with a furious roar, Sylvren raised his blade: "Sanctus Scare-Scarlet Redemption", the sword gleamed white stained with crimson, before unleashing a devastating arc of energy, Riven raised his staff with a counter attack saying: "Divinora, Clarity Reversal", the two attacks clashed violently, delt a great damage for the central residence, but Riven deflected the blast in time, people of the residence screamed and fled the area, and then Riven raised his hand toward Sylvren: "let the people go, then we shall resume our fight", Sylvren nodded and ordered the guards to help the citizens evacuate the place, after half an hour, they resumed, houses destroyed, streets deserted, the city that resembled the black rose was reduced to rubble, no deaths just the echoing of the attacks in the city, Riven charged shouting: "Divinora-Truthflash" a beam of searing light pierced through the city, Sylvren smirked, said: "hmph, so that was your best attack you have wasted it, I dodged it with ease, but I will give you credit for its immense power, but failed, hey riven do you know about the prophecy of the chest", Riven trying to catch his breath, shook his head: "no", Sylvren's grin widened: "one shall wield the power of the chest, be acknowledged by it and gain the ultimate power to rule over the earth and what's on it, and it appears to be me", Riven laughed between grasps: "and you think this would shake my resolve, my mind to fight with more power, I don't need a prophecy to tell me what should I do, or who I am, I was destined to help others, especially you, Sylvren", Sylvren scoffed: "hahahaha, you think this pity would work on me, you are very wrong my dear friend", the battle proceeded, The city couldn't be recognized anymore without the palace of the emperor Isenor. Riven called over the roar of the battle: "don't you remember our promise for peace", Sylvren growled: "that peace we talked about is corrupted", Riven's staff pulsed with the same glow that happened when fighting Xenon, Sylvren narrowed his eyes: "did you know that the sword and the staff have a will of their own, the reason for why you couldn't pull the same moves against general Xenon, and that's one of the three rules of the chest, precisely the second", Riven looked confused: "what rules", Sylvren explained, circling him slowly: "one: the chest cannot save anyone from death occurred in the past, two: its weapons have a will, and shall be respected, tree: the chest can't be destroyed unless by the chosen one", Riven clashed with immense force with the help of the staff foresight, predicting Sylvren movements, but Sylvren noticed that and taunted mid swing, saying: "didn't expect that, did you", Riven parried with a smile: "exactly, that's what I expect for my rival", Sylvren returned the smile: "that's what I wanted to hear", the clash destroyed almost all of the city, then Riven stopped mid fight, and said: "what kind of peace do you desire", Sylvren with conviction: "the kind that turns the world into a paradise, a world where people don't fight, only true peace, eternal peace", Riven's voice hardened: "what kind of peace that demands a person kill the one who raised him up, kill thousands or even millions, even fight his friend, what kind of peace do you desire without the divine truth", Sylvren's voice flattered: "nonsense, sacrifices are needed for peace", Riven glared at Sylvren: "what kind of peace takes a hundred years of lies and deaths to come true", Sylvren froze, his sword trembling in his hands, whispered: "stop", Riven eyes locked on Sylvren: "then from what I see, what you seek and fight for is chaos", Sylvren froze for a second trying to find an excuse, and this was the chance needed for Riven to strike, he stroke his friend, tears falling: "Forgive me", Sylvren fell to the ground looking at the sky, and Riven's tears fell but he had to go on to the palace, the towering palace of the black rose palace where Isenor awaited.