Ashes of the Forgotten : Rewritten History

Riven stepped into the black rose palace, but something was wrong, each corridor felt the same, every staircase led him back to the entrance, it seemed like if he was trapped, gong in circles, as if he was in an illusion, Riven noticed that it was one of isenor tricks, meant to disorient, to exhaust, to break his focus before the final battle, Riven wasn't the same kid as before, he decided that he was going to destroy the ground floor and run, he calculated every possible outcome like if Isenor would be in front of him, or the real castle appears, or even he finds himself in front of Isenor, Riven with a flash of light from his staff,, destroyed the ground floor, tearing the illusion apart. Dust erupted as the walls cracked and crumbled as if the illusion was real and then Riven ran through the smoke into open air, suddenly, the true castle revealed itself looming, ancient, suffocating, its aura pressed down on him like if he was going to his doom, that he had to run for his life, as if he was the prey going to the lion's cage, but Riven knew that he had to put his fear aside, even his body was shivering not from cold from fear, he entered the doors closed, inside it was even colder then death, even as flames were dancing outside the black stoned walls, Riven went up to find Isenor, at the top, seated upon his throne like a king awaiting judgement, saying with the same smirk that Riven saw during the war: "congratulations, you are the first one to go this far in a century, credit for killing your best friend to get here, that is your version of peace", Riven stared without blinking: "as in the name of truth, for peace, it is justified", Isenor scoffed: "weren't you the one saying what kind of peace that makes someone kill thousands or millions isn't that what you said, what happened to that ideal", Riven smirked: "if the sacrifices were made for truth, then peace would come, you can't build a working, loving society on lies, if the sacrifices were to be made, then it should be for truth, not some promises stitched with deceit", Isenor leaned forward: "look around you, before you were here, there was a progress for peace, I helped Durmkhall get their own peace, and I was going to help Eloria, but you and your father stood in the way, so much time would have been saved, if not for you two, we could have saved decades", Riven's eyes burned: "what peace comes from lies, a peace that would crack the second the truth appears, and now I shall get the truth out"

Isenor laughed: "so dramatic, so deluded. What truth are you even chasing for, the one where you are the hero in your own tale, or the one where your people were innocent and then became helpless, or that your people devoured Durnkhall", Riven smirked again: "oh, for sure, the first king of Eloria, the one who divided the world into Eloria, and Durnkhall, you twisted chaos into legend, and made yourself look the hero in front of the weak, so that's what makes you the hero",

Isenor laughed hysterically: "so you think you know the truth, and that I want your power", Riven grinned and tightened his grip around the staff: "I know", then Isenor shouted: "so why we are talking in the first place", and with that, the throne room exploded into chaos, Riven noticed something was off, he fought this person before, Isenor fought immense speed mixed with brute force with experience, Isenor fought like if has won, Riven could only dodge the attacks but he was tired from Xenon's fight, Sylvren's fight, suddenly Isenor started targeting Riven's left leg, the one Xenon has pierced through, at a moment, Riven couldn't move his legs, tried to move his arms, but nothing moved, Isenor smirked holding the sword: "any last words", Riven scoffed in desperation: "go to hell", Isenor glanced: "so no last words, what a shame", as Isenor was going to swing his sword, a blade pierced from from behind, pierced through Isenor, Isenor saw who it was, it was Sylvren, Isenor voice cracked, blood dripping: "why son", Sylvren locked at him dead in the eye: "I was never your son", Isenor fell to his doom, then Sylvren gave Riven a potion for his paralysis, they laughed as they have won, they went to the balcony, and said in one voice: "now there isn't Durnkhall or Eloria, we are one nation that was destined to be together, we are Zertha", they heard the people cheering, Riven saw Kael from a distance proud of him, Vanya and Torrin were chanting the name of Zertha, Sylvren saw his parents smiling and the young girl that he saved was living a happy, joyful life, suddenly, they found themselves near Isenor's body, ashes were going out of the body, it was Xenon all along, A hysterical laugh from across the hall, Isenor laughing: "do you think that was enough to kill me", he removed the patch from his eye, revealing a swirling, radiant spiral of light, it was the eye of illusions, and it was supposed to be a myth but it was real.