(Andraus)<br/><br/>The Spirit and Zion.....The Heir to an Empire that had reigned for centuries and the Spirit who struck down with great justice and power. Zion felt this influence on him, the Purity of Revenge and the Light of the Goddess. Zion felt for the first time, that he was where he was meant to be in the world. Stepping over to the Queen, he would reach and take her crown, before watching it mold in his grip, forming a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.artofty.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2016%2F08%2FCosmic-Crown.jpg&amp;hash=52ba995c87b7cc04d88917283a1a495a" href="http://www.artofty.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/Cosmic-Crown.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">crown</a>fit for an Lord. Zion had denied his birthright, in an attempt to right the wrongs of this world and protect those that deserved to be protected. This world didn't need Emperor's- It needed guardians. It needed those that were willing to do whatever it took, whatever was needed, to protect the Innocent and the defenseless.<br/><br/>It was the position that his father had.....How did he not realize the burden his father bore, until now?<br/><br/>The Crown in his hand reminded him of what the Empire was- It was stability, it was protection, it was power. No-one could challenge it's might, no one could threaten it's people, and despite being reduced to a few scattered remnants, it still managed to survive in the mountains! Zion had thought it was a corrupt establishment, seeking to oppress and harm the good people who lived under it, but they were being protected from THEMSELVES- Just look at Azurine! She was the epitome of what happened when too much power was placed in an individual who sought power solely for powers sake! Maybe.....maybe that was why the Goddess saved him- With the ring, it marked him as heir to something that Mirielle could only steal-<br/><br/>A right to rule. A divine duty.<br/><br/>and It would be so again.<br/><br/>Placing the crown on his brow, finally accepting the birthright that had been blessed upon him so long ago, a birthright he so foolishly squandered, he would close his eyes, as he held out his arms, before speaking up towards the beaten woman before him. "<b><i>I am the Lord of Light, the Emperor's Son, and the True ruler of this land......I am the glowing hand that strikes against the darkness, avenging those long betrayed, swallowing pain and becomes red.....You shall have your justice, but it shall be under my rule, Azurine.</i>" </b>He said, reaching a hand over. He wanted to watch her plans crumble, be burned away, and by the time she could actually do something, she'd be serving him....They all would.<br/><br/>"<b><i>You shall have Light undiminished.....All will Fear me and Rejoice.</i>"</b><br/><br/>The being of Vengeance and Light would walk to the center of the room, as he held out his blade, staring at the crimson and white. It was time to send a message to Maddox- He'd be the one bright light in the sea of dark, he'd be the Goddesses warrior against chaos, her order to Maddox's madness. He stabbed the blade into the ground, as a magic circle appeared around him, before he'd press his hands together. "<i><b>Accipio secundo surripuit benedictionem meam. Ego sum stella splendida Dominus terram hanc Splendida parte Agitet quod reversus ac tenebras. Per ignem purgantem belli fuerit rigidum confractum istum sub manu mea." </b></i>He chanted.<br/><br/>Soon, the room began to glow, as the shadows began to.....<i>die. </i>The light seemed to literally be eating away at the shadows, stretching to the farthest corner of the room, to brighten up even the darkest part. Suddenly, this light would jolt and shoot towards the sky. Maddox would only be able to watch as this bright light swept across the city, bringing the Goddesses influence back over it. The shadows were burned away, corroded under the Goddesses power. Zion watched as this city began to glow with new light, like the sun rise after a dark storm, before looking towards those present in the room.<br/><br/>This was only the beginning- He would light a fire that shall be seen all the way from Maddox's domain! It was only one city, in a land shrouded by his influence, but it was a powerful sign that he was ready to take what was rightfully<i>his.</i><br/><br/>He would look towards Mirielle, before speaking up, in a voice that demanded respect. "<b>Watch as my powers grow, while you sit upon a stolen throne. I am Lord here, all know the Emperor has returned, to see vengeance for my brother and my family, and know their true Master- The Shadow shall </b><i><b>burn!" </b></i>He said, before he finally vanished.......<br/><br/><i>~~~Anthony Mor-Hauser's Home~~~<br/>
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As he appeared back at the mansion, Zion finally felt the full weight of the day weigh down upon him- His body was screaming in pain from the vicious assault. He burned away valuable magical reserves and suffered extreme damage, and he was thankful that he knew Azurnine could not sense his mind, but he felt like he was dying all over again. Crawling to the center of his home, he collapsed by the stairs. He had to recover....but he felt proud- He restored a small segment of this land to the Goddesses Light. Her influence could start pouring in again. SHE could be heard again.<br/>
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"<b>I shall bear through this pain with a smile, My Lady......For the life you saved, I shall save them in return....This I vow." </b>He swore to his Goddess, his Lover, his light. He would crawl hands and feet through Maddox's realm to see her place restored. The blade hummed with his energy, as he relaxed on the stairs, before finally feeling unconsciousness take him, the sword vanishing and his form returning to normal.<br/>
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He meant what he said...and knowing Maddox, he might just have to fight in his realm!<br/>
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(translation- I accept my birthright. I am the Bright Lord of this land, the Glowing hand that Drives back the darkness. Through the purifying fire of war, this broken land shall be reforged under my hand!) </i>