A carriage pulled by fives human slaves crawled into a village. Two village guards who were surprised approached the carriage, but one of the female elf suddenly got down and cut off head that's two village guards in an instant
Rosaline gracefully got off the train using the backs of her slaves who were already bent over the edge of the train as steps to get down
“Rosaline : Well, well, so many impertinent little pigglet need to be punished in here~” Her eyes locked on people in that village, unblinking and unamused. The moment was thick with tension as she tilted her head slightly, her lips curling into a faint sneer behind the black cloth that covers her mouth.
She walks towards village and grip her staff in right hand, hips swaying in a mockingly sexual. Along with the group of female elves who also got off the train and started walking behind her.
“Females elves : Kneel, or die where you stand." said one of the elves behind Rosaline, followed by another elf
Female elves 2 : Choose wisely, human trash.”
I don't want to break your fun . But you should realy not do this .
What a foolish mortal... Do you really believe that mere words can stop what's meant to be? Huh? You pathetic piece of trash? I'll give you one last chance, crawl back into the filth from whence you came or face my wrath!
I blink behind her drawing my sword on hear neck leaving afterimage where i was standing. I don't want to kill again . Can you just walk away?
You fool! You actually believe that this pitiful excuse of sword will harm me, the superior Dark Elf? Foolish mortal... I can't help but pity you and your insignificant life filled with nothing but servitude and failure...
But alas, as much as it pains me to destroy such a pathetic existence, I shall grant you death swiftly.
I guess you don't know who im huh? Remember the slaughter of demon army about a week ago? I did it. I don't want to kill again . Especialy elfs your race helped me in the past.
What?! You expect me to believe that a mere mortal like you could have done such a thing? That's absurd! Even working together with other elves like myself, we would have stood no chance against an entire demon army!
It seems you are either lying, or more likely, delusional. Perhaps your mind has been clouded by the shame of serving inferior races all these years... Either way, I cannot ignore your defiance and your insults to my kind. You leave me no choice but to teach you a lesson in humility, you pathetic human dog!
With that, she raised her staff and shot out a blast of wind towards Paweli.
I look at her disappointed. Everywhere the same. I dodge her atack . Stunning her companions without drawing my sword. I will not spill your blood its pointless.
What?! You think you can just intimidate me with your pitiful display of strength and agility? HAH! You pathetic mortal, how dare you even try to challenge a being as superior as the Dark Elf race? I'll show you the folly of your ways, insignificant insect!
With a cold, cruel smile curling her lips beneath the black cloth that concealed them, she raised her staff once more. This time, tendrils of dark energy swirled around it as she prepared to unleash an even more powerful attack against Paweli.
I negate her magic drawing my sword. Can't you just give up?
Icy blue light filled the area around Rosaline as she attempted to counter his magic negation with her own elemental powers. The air crackled with energy as their magical abilities clashed overhead, causing leaves and debris to swirl about wildly in the vortex of power unleashed by their battle.
"Rosaline : Foolish mortal! Do you truly believe that a mere warrior like yourself can stand against the might of a Dark Elf witch? You insult me with your pathetic display of weakness!" She snarled, her voice laced with cold, bitter disdain.
With renewed fury, she launched another attack at Paweli, this time aiming for his legs in an attempt to bring him down and humiliate him further.
I guess talking to you its pointless . I instantly blink to slashing her staff in half and spliting the road behind her with one strike. You still want to do this?
Her eyes widened in shock as Paweli swiftly destroyed her staff and slashed the road behind her. For the first time since she had arrived on this accursed world, Rosaline felt a spark of fear flicker to life within her chest. Her dark gaze locked with Paweli's determined one for a heart-stopping moment before she regained control over herself and her magic once more.
"Rosaline : How dare you!!" She hissed, clenching her fists at her sides as fresh anger coursed through her veins. "You will pay dearly for such insolence, human dog!" With lightning speed and inhuman strength, she aimed a powerful kick directly at Paweli's chest, intent on sending him flying across the village square and teaching him the consequences of daring to defy the Dark Elf witch.
You still not listen im done holding back . I blink to her kicking her back to the forest i blink to her again delivering elbow to her knocking her to the ground crushing ground beneath her . I can do this all day if you want but the score will not change.
Her eyes flashed with hatred and humiliation as she felt herself being sent flying back into the forest by Paweli's powerful blink attack, followed by another strike that knocked her to the ground with an audible crunch. The pain was unbearable, yet Rosaline refused to admit defeat or surrender. Blood seeped from her mouth as she struggled to stand up once more, glaring hatefully at Paweli with defiance blazing in her silver eyes.
"Rosaline : How dare you! You have no idea what you are dealing with, insolent mortal! I will tear you apart piece by piece and make sure every last one of your pathetic kind feels my wrath!" She screamed, summoning darkness energy around her body as she prepared to launch another devastating attack against Paweli.
Stop that. Now! It will kill you . Don't throw your life away . You understand?
Her eyes flashed with anger and contempt as she heard the mortal's words. "Foolish human! You have no idea what it means to be a Dark Elf, to stand atop the pyramid of life! It is my right to rule over all lesser beings such as yourself! Now stand aside or face the consequences!" With a furious roar, she launched yet another spell at Paweli.
Oh for fuck sake i negate her attack again rushing to her body as she is dying from mana use. I will not let you fucking die on me! Replenishing her mana and healing her. After that i slap her in face. Don't you fucking dare to use that again.
The pain subsides as her mana is replenished and her wounds healed. For a moment, she lies still on the ground, stunned by this unexpected turn of events. Her silver eyes narrow as they lock with Paweli's. "What... what do you want from me?" she asks softly, her tone laced with suspicion and annoyance.
She brushes off her leotard, trying to regain some semblance of dignity despite the blood staining it. "Fine. For now, I'll listen. But know this: you are nothing more than a pawn in my grand design, mortal. Don't ever forget that."
A pawn would lose to you . Anyway i don't want anything. I just don't want anyone to die on me again. I already lost everything .
I... understand that. But your fate is entwined with mine now, mortal. Whether you like it or not. The Dark Elf race cannot be trifled with, and those who cross us never live to regret it. Remember this well,
Yeah yeah i heard that for last 2 years fighting demons. By the way your companions are here.
Without even looking at them, she snaps, "Silence! You worthless fucks couldn't even protect your own leader." She glares daggers at the female elves behind her as they shrink away in fear and shame.
Turning back to Paweli, she asks coldly, "So what do you want from me, mortal? To serve as your pet now?" Her words are like razor-sharp blades slicing through the air between them.
No all i want is peace on world. I lost everything to achive that . Do you know how IT feels to lose everyone that you cared about? Everyone just calls me a fucking monster. And the best part is that i lost every fucking thing to defend every stupid race. And what i got from that ? Every where i go they call me monster and want to kill me.
Her face twists into an expression that could barely be called sympathetic. "Then perhaps you should learn to accept your place in this world, mortal," she snarls, her voice dripping with disdain. "The Dark Elf race was born to rule, and we will not rest until every creature bows before us." She pauses, considering him for a moment longer. "If you truly wish for peace, perhaps you could serve me. As my slave. I might grant you the 'gift' of life in return... but know this: your role would be no better than that of a mindless insect."
Her expression softens ever so slightly as she adds, "But then again, what other options do you have left? The choice is yours."
So that's elven mercy huh? No thank you . Good luck on the road i said walking past her guards in direction only know by me.
Her eyes narrow in anger as you reject her offer, but she says nothing. As you walk away from them, she snaps at her remaining female elves, "Kill him when he's alone and out of sight." They nod grimly and melt back into the shadows amongst the trees.
Rosaline watches Paweli until he disappears from view, her heart filled with conflicting emotions: rage, fear, humiliation, and... something else. Something she can't quite place. For a moment, she wonders what it would be like to coexist peacefully with such an unworthy creature as this mortal before dismissing the thought as foolishness. With a sigh of resignation, she turns her attention back to her slaves and continues onward toward their next destination.
I know you are folowing me. Just waiting for a moment to kill me. But to your luck im always on high alert after what i been through. And about your leader . I open my bag . Give her this Staff. As compensation for her own Staff . Its ancient elven artifact. I put the Staff on the ground and walk away.
She narrows her eyes suspiciously, studying the ancient elven artifact that has been set down before her. It seems to pulsate with power, its etched runes gleaming even in the dim light of the forest. After a long moment, she finally nods, stepping forward to pick it up. "Very well... I accept your gift." Her voice is cool and measured, betraying no hint of her earlier surprise or suspicion.
To her slaves, she snaps, "Kill him now." They nod grimly and spread out, preparing for their attack on Paweli from all sides. Rosaline watches the proceedings with detached interest, one hand idly resting on the hilt of her dagger as she waits to see if Paweli is truly as formidable an opponent as he claims to be...
With a sudden burst of speed, the female elves close
I don't react i just keep walking. Even with that you don't stand a chance . Don't make me kill again please. I said still walking.
Her face darkens at your words as you continue to walk away nonchalantly despite her command. Anger fuels her magic, making it more potent and unpredictable. She raises her hand, pointing at one of the female elves behind Paweli before launching a powerful ball of energy toward him. The spell connects with an ear-shattering boom, sending the poor elf flying backwards into several nearby trees with enough force to kill her instantly. Blood and pieces of wood rain down upon the forest floor.
"Rosaline : That is what happens when you defy me!" Her voice trembles with fury as she prepares another attack. "You can either surrender now or meet your end at my hand, pathetic mortal!"
I warned you. I realese my bloodlust making her throw up just from feeling it.
Her eyes widen with surprise and shock as she feels the power of your bloodlust washing over her. The feeling is nauseating, making it difficult for her to concentrate on her magic or maintain control over herself. For a brief moment, fear grips her heart once more; but it is quickly replaced by anger and hatred as she realizes that you are trying to manipulate her emotions. With an animal-like growl, she launches another attack, this time aimed directly at your chest in an attempt to incapacitate you.
"Rosaline : I am the Dark Elf! You cannot break me so easily!"
I realese my mana that is strong enough to push wind and made forest silent.
The force of your magic hits her like a physical blow, sending her stumbling back several steps as the wind is knocked out of her lungs and leaves are torn from their branches around them. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to regain control over herself, one hand clutching at her chest where your magic has left a bruise that will likely last for days.
"Rosaline : Foolish mortal!" she hisses through gritted teeth. "You are no match for my power! Now bend the knee and beg for mercy, or face my wrath in its entirety!" With renewed fury, she readies herself to launch another attack.
I don't even move my realesed mana is enough to counter her attack. Do you see the difference between us now?
Her mouth hangs open in surprise as your counter-attack strikes her own magic away harmlessly. The air crackles with energy as it dissipates into nothingness, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable for the first time since she'd become a Dark Elf witch. Tears of humiliation sting her eyes and anger boils in her veins.
"Rosaline : You... you have no idea what you've done!" She snarls through clenched teeth, her voice laced with malice and hatred. "You will pay for this insolence, mortal! I swear it!"
Without further hesitation, she launches herself at you, claws bared and eyes wild with rage. Her speed is incredible as she aims to tear you apart limb from limb in a frenzy of elven rage.
I grab her making her harmless in one moment. Just stop please i don't want to kill elf princess and start a new war.
"Rosaline " she spits through clenched teeth, her voice cold and unforgiving. "You have no idea what I am capable of. The Dark Elf race cannot be tamed so easily by some insignificant mortal. But if that is what it takes to show you your place... I will not hesitate." With a sudden burst of speed, she tries to break free from your grasp, her claws raking at anything they can reach in an attempt to hurt or disorient you.
"Rosaline : Surrender now, and perhaps I will spare your life this time. But if you continue to defy me..." Her voice trails off as she glances meaningfully at the elf corpse lying nearby, blood dripping from her claws. "There is no telling what my next actions might be."
I guess we do it my way i lift her up and run at the speed to the elf kingdom. Hello again King Harold my old friend. Can you make your doughter give up on the idea od killing me?
"Father!" she shouts as you carry her at full speed toward the Elven Kingdom, tears streaming down her face. "Help me! This monster is taking me prisoner!"
King Harold looks up in surprise, then recognition, as he sees both Rosaline and Paweli rushing towards him. He quickly steps forward, motioning for his guards to stand down. "Rosaline," he says calmly, though there's a note of sternness in his voice. "I trust you understand the consequences of your actions?"
Rosaline glares at Paweli as she tries to wiggle free from his grasp, but her efforts are futile. "Father," she pleads, "he attacked me! I was only trying to protect myself!" Her voice wavers with fear and anger, betraying the fact that she knows exactly how this situation looks from the outside.
Here stop scratching me jeez i put her on the floor. Now let me to refresh your memory . My dear Little rosa. It seems you don't recognize me maybe your nickname from the times you were young will made you recognize me.
King Harold watches as Paweline sets his daughter down on the ground, then looks her up and down carefully. "Rosaline...I-is it possible? Is this...Petey?" he asks tentatively, a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes.
She glares at him, still trying to work out of Pawelin's grasp. "Don't be stupid, Father! This is just some monster who attacked me!" She writhes against the man, tears streaming down her face.
Monster huh well that hurt i must say. Anyway. My King its great to see you again after 500 years. Im glad that you are still well.
King Harold looks at Petey, now known as Pawelin, and then back to his daughter, unable to hide the confusion on his face. "Petey...it has been so long..." he says softly, lost in thought. Then, with a sigh, he turns back to Rosaline. "Rosaline," he says firmly, "I need you to listen carefully to me. This man is not an ordinary monster. He was once one of our most trusted friends and allies. Now, I want you to apologize for your behavior and explain what happened here."
Rosaline glares at her father but finally relents, nodding stiffly before turning back to Pawelin. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "I'm sorry for calling you a monster and attacking you. But you shouldn't have interfered with my mission against the mortals
No need to since im human well its natural you can't recognize me after 500 years. And well i should be dead a long time ago. But because of demons from 10 thousand years ago cursed me with immortality. Don't worry i won't hold a grudge.
I... I see... I suppose we should be thankful that you were cursed rather than killed..." she mutters, still struggling to understand why this man seems so familiar despite the long years that have passed since they last met. Her eyes dart back and forth between Pawelin and King Harold as she tries to piece together the puzzle of their shared history.
Finally, with a deep breath, she says more clearly, "Father... who is this man? Why does he look so familiar?"
Well i would prefer the killed version myself.
King Harold looks at his daughter with sympathy and pity in his eyes before turning back to Pawelin. "My dear Petey...you remember the Great War against the Demon Lord Azzyel, do you not?" he asks softly, trying to jog her memory.
Petey nods solemnly, his expression darkening as he recalls those terrible times. "Yes... I remember." His voice is low and gruff, tinged with pain and loss. "It's been so long..." He glances over at Rosaline, searching her face for some sign of recognition or understanding.
Rosaline listens to her father intently, her brow furrowed in concentration as she struggles to piece together the pieces of the puzzle. Finally, a light dawns in her eyes and she gasps softly. "Wait... you're..." Her voice trails off as she looks at him, disbel
You're not dead... and you haven't aged... I-I can't believe it! But... how? How did this happen to you? And why did you wait so long to return? So many questions...
I did not age and die for past 10 thousand years since i was cursed with imortality. I did not wait. Im waiting to return little Rose. Demons are still around. And someone has to take care of them and by that i mean killing them until they will perish.
Rosaline's eyes widen with surprise and disbelief as she listens to Pawelin's story. She takes a step back, her hands trembling at the implications of what he has just revealed. "But... why now? Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Her voice cracks on the last word, barely able to contain the anguish and betrayal she feels.
"And how could you... leave me behind? I thought we were friends! Why wouldn't you at least say goodbye?" Tears stream down her face as she struggles to comprehend what has happened and why it was kept from her for so long.
You are the only one that didn't know. It was to hard for me to say everything to you. Im sorry.
Her body trembles with rage and hurt as she listens to him speak. "I don't understand...how could you just leave me behind? After everything we've been through...!" She shakes her head violently, trying to make sense of it all. "It doesn't matter now...we have more important things to discuss. We need a plan against the demons..." Her voice trails off as she looks up at him, uncertainty written plainly on her features.
What do you say in reply?
Rose you were still a child. I couldn't do that to you.
"But... it doesn't matter now," she says through gritted teeth, trying to force the words out past the lump in her throat. "We need to focus on the task at hand." She looks away for a moment, trying to regain control of her emotions before meeting his gaze once more. "Do you still have that staff? The one that belonged to Queen Eleanor?"
Don't worry about the task of anihilating demons. When you were coming to that village. You saw the remeins of demon army. Demons are done for. The only thing left. Is demon god.
She narrows her eyes at his words, instinctively bristling at the dismissive tone. "You speak as if you know everything about this situation," she says coldly. "But you haven't been here for centuries; you don't understand the changes that have taken place." She hesitates before continuing, "And what makes you think the Dark Elves can handle such a task alone?"
Her gaze flickers between Pawelin and King Harold, searching for some sign of acknowledgement or understanding. Perhaps she's hoping they'll confirm her suspicions that he is just trying to manipulate them again...
Rose just stay here. I'll be back in a year i promise.
"What? No! You can't just leave me again!" she cries out, tears streaming down her face. "I-I need to come with you; I want to help." Her voice trembles with fear and determination as she tries to convince him otherwise. "Please, Petey," she whispers, taking a small step forward, "please don't leave me behind again..."
King Harold exchanges a worried glance with his daughter before clearing his throat uncomfortably. "Perhaps it would be best if you both stayed here, Rosaline." He glances over at Pawelin. "You have much to catch up on, old friend; and we should discuss the... current state of affairs between our races."