Homecoming Prologue Draft 1

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Prologue done, gonna let it percolate in my head for while then come back to it. 

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Light staggered into the library chamber, causing Darkness to leap to his feet. “My dear, what is wrong?” he asked.

“Chaos and Death have joined,” she said. “I was able to get the location of the sea Dungeon through their distortions, but only to the Ashkhas. I started with them, and now I am too drained to attempt another.”

Darkness moved in an instant, pulling her into his arms. “That should be enough. Come, look,” he directed her to the globe. With a thought, it zoomed in on the Ashkhas Baqiya. Originally clear, the image started to distort until a flood of Aether from Darkness stabilized it. “The priest is seeking out Qaq now.”

They watched and saw the urgent discussion between the Ashkhas. Sultah Aleahil summoned Master Narwan, Ritter Felix, Guardian Altan, and four other Soul Strengthening gatherers. They discussed and planned, before voting to destroy the Dungeon with extreme prejudice.

“See, my love, you succeeded,” Darkness said, pulling her into a hug.

“That is good,” she said, “but I worry. The Naga and Harpies are growing more active, recovering from their banishment and exile. They still hate the other races due to their defeat by the M’Zee.”

“It will be fine,” Darkness whispered, “As long as they cannot find the Staff of Nammu, our warding will hold. Death is isolated on her world, and no one is stupid enough to let her in. I doubt even Chaos will truly ally with her.”

“They will just fight over the corpse of our world if we cannot keep them out,” Light said. “Unless your gamble with the Chosen pays off. You know Chaos cannot turn down a challenger.”

“We just need Aiden to become strong enough,” Darkness said.

“And for the world to unite, to hold back Chaos’s hordes while the challengers fight,” Light said, gazing at the scene in the crystal ball. “I just hope they have time.”

“Me too, love, me too,” Darkness said with a sigh.