Era of Catalyst

[873th year of Eclipsis, 12th Octavia].

-Bang!

Deforming sound of Metal can be heard, Again and again and within such chaos, faint almost inaudible words echoed.

'Lost in a dream'

words escaped barely from a middle aged man as his back faced the cold walls of runes asterion. Surrounding him were uncountable glittering treasures.From legendary artifacts to countless mana stones, they lay scattered everywhere,like discarded pieces of trash."

-Bang!

'Shadows will chase'

On his strange looking hands that were slowly turning purple and veins pulsed with black,A book can be seen. It was completely black that of obsidian. Words were engraved on it pulsating with purple light.

'Fear will sprout'

His hands slowly turned green. As the poison of an unidentified creature was spreading throughout his body.Even he the sole peak eight star aura user can't defend against. Even 7 crest alliances have never heard before and who were known for their codex of Kymers or in simple terms monsters cyclopedia.

Bang!

The middle aged man looked at the metallic rusted door, the only thing stopping such monsters from entering this place, with the little vision he had felt within those blue eyes which were losing their luster slowly.

Name, Arkus. A commoner. Age 72. An aura knight of the fallen " Seven crest Alliance".Not being able to create even a single mana circle. He was considered as an utter failure yet he still persisted.

He became a mercenary and through great luck obtained one of the long lost aura techniques, becoming one of the strongest aura users in history.

And now here he was drawing his last breaths,about to die in a desolate place such as this. Getting killed by an unknown, unclassified monster.

With the last strength that remains within him. He gazed at the last words that were engraved on this ownerless soul gear. In hoping to fulfill his last cherished wish of owning a soul gear.

'who will save'

As the last words escaped from his mouth. Slowly the book degenerated and something within him pulsed for the very first time of his life.

Tears of green escaped from his eyes as looked ahead. At the huge metallic door. That was about to burst apart.

Bang!!

Kraannk!

And finally the doors couldn't last anymore. As the monster jumped in. Arkus could only look at it as he's eyesight slowly faded away to darkness.

The monster slowly approached as green liquid dripped from its mouth. Corroding the golden coins underneath them.

Arkus smiled as he lost his vision completely

The blood of green dripped from his mouth, strangely melting his own skin.

The monster resembling a wolf stepped forward putting its face closer to his.The monster's glowing green eyes bore into his fading ones, filled with primal hunger.

Arkus could feel it. It was just above him.

'So this is it... Arkus thought.

This is how it ends... after everything'

Darkness gasped,before he saw light near the tunnel.

The monster's mouth opened wide as the green salviya dropped on his face, Sizzling away his skin.

Just when it was about to bite his head off. From the center of his heart purple blinding light escaped like a tide of waves that finally destroyed the dam that enclosed it for centuries devouring both of them.

[Outside]

closed by huge black mountains beneath the red sky on the dry land.

The ruins of Ashteron were ripped apart and a blinding purple light escaped from within like a dome continually expanding.

Before it reached its critical form. Wisp of purple lightning begun to surface.

BOoom

The eruption sent vibrations through the desolate terrain, parting the black mountains like seas. From the collapsed lair, a blinding purple light surged upward, piercing the blood-red sky, scattering clouds of darkness. Revealing the very first sunlight upon this cursed land in ten thousands of years.

Simultaneously, Beyond the storms that encloses the world, one a barren land with soil of red.

Beneath rivers of molten lava, middle of the undiscovered labyrinth of vulvis,

in middle of the forest of Edin, where no life can be seen.

At the heart of the of kingdom of Astrathis,

At the floating island of owsris, within the void.

Simultaneously pillars of light escaped from within poking through the ceiling, the sky, the cloud, the soil escaped, illuminating the world.

Thus on that day, 12th Octavia

Arkus One of the greatest and strongest aura user, drew his last breath.

Yet a peculiar change seemed to be occurring at this very moment,

TIME and SPACE, FATE and KARMA twisted around A QUILL PEN, rewriting the very essence of reality, THE LAWS OF THE UNIVERSE.

And thus reality was overwritten beyond imaginations.

So the era's strongest magical swordsman, "Kairos Nozvan," came into existence and the tragic history would be overwritten.

[To be continued.]