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A young hero destined to stop an ancient evil.

The night sky was painted in hues of crimson and violet, an omen of the darkness stirring beneath the land.

By Badhan SenPublished 12 months ago 3 min read
A young hero destined to stop an ancient evil.

Deep within the heart of Eldoria, a forgotten evil began to awaken. The legends spoke of Malakar, a being of immense power who had once ruled the world with an iron fist before being sealed away by the first heroes. Now, as the celestial cycle neared completion, the seal weakened, and Malakar’s return loomed closer. But with every great darkness, there arises a light.

  • That light was Aric.
  • Aric was no more than a village boy, raised in the quiet town of Elden Hollow. He spent his days tending to the fields and his nights gazing at the stars, wondering if destiny held something greater for him. The elders often spoke of heroes and prophecy, but such tales seemed distant to a boy who barely knew the world beyond his home. However, fate had a way of finding even the most unsuspecting souls.
  • One evening, as Aric wandered through the Whispering Woods in search of his lost goat, he stumbled upon an ancient stone altar covered in glowing runes. The moment his fingers brushed against its surface, a surge of energy coursed through his veins, and visions filled his mind—flashes of battles long past, warriors clad in golden armor, and a dark figure cloaked in shadows. A deep voice echoed in his thoughts: "The time has come. The seal is breaking. You must stand against the darkness."
  • Aric stumbled back, panting. Before he could comprehend what had happened, a hooded figure emerged from the trees. It was an old man, his silver beard flowing like a river of wisdom.
  • "You have been chosen," the man said solemnly. "The blood of the First Guardians runs in your veins. Malakar stirs, and you are the only one who can stop him."
  • At first, Aric refused to believe it. He was just a farm boy, not a hero. But as days passed, signs of Malakar’s influence began to spread—crops withered overnight, rivers ran black, and creatures of shadow emerged from the depths of the forest. The world was unraveling, and the elders of Eldoria confirmed the old man’s words: Aric was the heir to the Guardian’s power.
  • Thus began his journey.
  • Under the guidance of Master Eldrin, the old man from the woods, Aric trained tirelessly. He learned the art of swordsmanship, the magic of the ancients, and the wisdom of the past. With each passing day, his strength grew, but so did the threat of Malakar’s resurgence. Armies of darkness swept across the land, leaving ruin in their wake.
  • Aric was joined by others—Lyra, a skilled archer from the eastern isles; Darian, a rogue with a mysterious past; and Sera, a healer whose heart was as fierce as her spirit. Together, they forged a bond, a fellowship destined to stand against the encroaching evil.
  • Their journey led them to the ruins of Aelthar, where the final seal that held Malakar lay. The night was thick with an unnatural silence as they approached the great temple. As they stepped inside, the temperature dropped, and a voice like grinding stone filled the air.
  • "You are too late."
  • The darkness gathered, and from it emerged Malakar, his form a twisted mass of shadow and flame. His eyes burned with malice, and his laughter sent shivers down Aric’s spine.
  • "You think a mere child can stand against me?" Malakar sneered. "The world will bow once more!"
  • But Aric had come too far to falter. With his friends beside him, he raised his blade, now imbued with the light of the ancients. The battle that followed was unlike any before. Steel clashed against shadow, fire met light, and the fate of the world trembled on the edge of a blade.
  • In the final moment, as Malakar prepared to unleash his ultimate power, Aric tapped into the strength of the first Guardians. A radiant energy burst from within him, piercing through Malakar’s form. With a deafening scream, the ancient evil was vanquished, his darkness scattered into the void.
  • Silence followed. The land sighed in relief, and the stars above shone brighter than ever before.
  • Aric, once a simple village boy, had become a legend. But he knew this was not the end. The world would always need protectors, and so, with his friends by his side, he stepped into the dawn of a new era, ready to defend the light against whatever darkness dared to rise again.

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About the Creator

Badhan Sen

Myself Badhan, I am a professional writer.I like to share some stories with my friends.

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  • Mark Graham12 months ago

    This is a great fantasy story for all ages.

  • Danielle Mosley12 months ago

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