~Masterful Composition~

Description

A mystical world that was once beautiful in the days of old became a war zone. The world was divded into 12 kingdoms ruled by 12 different families. All these rulers have utter destruction and choas in mind for each other and the cycle continues as each new King takes the throne. One god through sheer happinese because of the evil that inhabits the thoughts of the land decides it is finally time to bring his goal to fruition, the desctruction of human kind as a whole. To help him he uses one girl by the name of Harmony who is the princess of one of the twelve waring kingdoms. Unaware of her role in the world she goes through her life, falling in love, making friends, and growing. But when her brother finally finds her, and her love is the enemy how will she continue to live her once peaceful life, that is if she can return to it at all.

Foreword

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The clinking of swords and the ripping of human flesh ran rampant in the city square. Men shouted, screams and howls of war as they swung their swords to kill one another. Up above or in the shadows the god of destruction cackled in sheer joy. King Hansol was in the center of the battler field fending off the enemy. He had been knocked off his horse and was forced to engage in hand to hand combat along with his sword. His arm had been slashed and his armor was becoming too cumbersome. Seeing him in danger some of his soldiers came to his aid. He usally wasn't this careless but he was worried. His heart was heavy and his thoughts kept wandering to Nora. He couldn't understand why this was happening. He had no time to worry about someone else's life when his own was in peril.

Just as one of his men knocked someone to his knee's he was ready to behead him when a sudden burst of light blinded him. A rift opened then closed in mere seconds seemingly leaving nothing behind. THe man who was about to lose his head quickly got to his geet and ran in the direction of the closed rift unaware of it. Not watching his step he tripped over a body. He scrambled to his feet but stared at the body for a moment, his breath escaping his lungs seeing it.

"A girl was killed!!" He shouted running away. "A girl is dead!!!"

Once Hansol drew his sword out of someone's chest he rushed over to where the man had tripped. Nora moaned sitting up and rubbed her head. She looked aorund confused, wasn't she in the King's tent?

"Nora?!" Hansol shouted dropping to his knees. "Are you out of your mind?! What are you doing here?!"

"I..." She flinched back hearing the war cries that surrounded her. "I don't know how I got here....."

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