For as long as time itself, the forces Good and Evil have been in a endless battle for control over the world, with the forces of good with its chosen champion, a Hero who would rise up against injustice, while with the forces of Evil, a being of absolute chaos, a being that craves destruction for all, the demon Lord.
For thousands of years, they have clashed against each other, in battles of unbridled rage, battles that would decide the fate of humanity, but as the story goes, the Hero is always Victorious.....
200 years before the present day, the forces of good are preparing a raid on the Demon Lord's castle, a fortress of pure horror as malice and death emit from it. The heroes party, a group consisting of only four members make their way towards the castle;
Arthur Roundtable, the leader of the party and the hero destined to vanquish the demon Lord.
As the son of King Herald and Queen Sliver, he was blessed with everything a an would want, this was further enhanced when the high priests declared him to be the Hero destined to defeat the demon Lord, thus boosting his already massive ego.
Liza Frost, a tall and gentle Elven woman from the Royal bloodline, she is the parties helear, chosen by fate to add the hero in his quest .
Bragrus Bottle cloak, a dwarf with a high temper for this small status, he is the cook and fighter of the party, his strength knows no bound, only surpassed by Arthur himself.
October Howler, a witch who's appearance and role in the party is still a mystery, she joined them not long ago.
Unlike the other's with goals in mind, all she wants to do is see the Demon Lord in person, in exchange she provides the defensive power of the party, her necromancy a vital key to there victory.
The castle looms over them, the air quiet and unforgiving, it's quiet, there are no guards patrolling, no servants working, it's as if everyone is gone.
Bragrus speaks, his voice harsh and rigid;
"Damn, juzt when ye think I was gonna have little bit action, just for there to be no one, what a waste!! Oi sorcerer, give me ye bottle of Yale!!", he demands from October.
October: here, just don't drink to much, you might be small but still useful. She says her voice a mix of mockery.
Lisa is shaking in her boots, her chest raising up and down with a mix of unease and fear
Lisa Frost: if any of you are injured, I'll heal you in an instant. She speaks, voice a mix of concern and unease.
Arthur on the other hand, is calm and collected, his armor shining in the dark glow of the castle, his confidence high as his ego.
He steps forward, Marching towards the castle, his eyes full of life, he looks back, with a commanding voice he says;
"Let's go, the sooner the we defeat the Demon Lord, the sooner we can be honered as heroes" he says with a smile on his face as he enters the castle.
The others follow him behind, October insulting and teasing Bragrus as she flies on her broom, not wanting to dirten her boots, Bragrus continues drinking, the Yale staining his beard, Lisa is just shaking, fearful of everything, she jumps at the slightest noise.
As the walk further into the castle, there is still no sign of the Demon Lord's servants, it's odd and unusual, Arthur considers this a mockery, as if the Demon Lord thinks that he doesn't even need his servants to defeat them, they continue to March on.
As the finally reach the end of the hall, the see the doors that lead to the throne room of the demon Lord, beyond that door lies the most power demon humanity has ever seen.
Arthur unsheathe his sword, it shines in the darkness as it illuminates the halls, the light of righteousness and courage flowing through his veins, the power heightening his already high ego, the others prepare as well, readying there weapons.
Taking a deep breathe, he steps forward, his hands upon the door as he reads for the final battle;
Arthur: this is it, today we vanquish the demon Lord off the face of the earth, are you ready???!! He asks, his voice roaring with determination
Lisa and Bragrus agree at the same time, but October just smiles, with a mighty push, the door swings open with a great force, dust raises in the air.
The dust eventually clears, and standing in the center is the heros party, each of them possed and ready, a gust of wind blows through, raising Arthur's cape.
Arthur: I am Arthur Roundtable, son of Herald and Silver Roundtable, heir to the thrown of Dragon spire, and I am the man destined to defeat you demon Lord!!!!!!!, he says with a heroic voice.
He points his sword forward, preparing for a fight.
In the center of the throne room, there is a man sited on the throne, the is looking down to his feet, as he looks up, there is a surge of energy that immediately fills the room, it's dark and unpredictable, as if death itself is here.
The man stands up from the throne, he stretches his muscles, the sound filling the room, the heroes waits for the demon Lord to make his next move.
"Arthur Roundtable, the light to my darkness, it's a pleasure to finally meet you, I'm Zeref, the Demon Lord as you know me by" he says, his voice deep and commanding
He looks around scanning each individual, he marches forwards and stands just a few feet away from them;
"Let's make it shall we, we both have things to do. " Zeref says, his voice cold.
Out of pure outrage, Arthur charges towards Zeref, his eyes ablaze with pure rage, he aims his sword directly at his heart, his eyes gleaming with determination.
The others watch and prepare to step in, in case Arthur needs their help, but to their shock and disbelief, Arthur's sword pierces through Zeref's chest, stabbing his heart in the process.
Arthur is just stunned, shocked that Zeref didn't move, shocked that he didn't dodge, shocked that he didn't even try.
As Zeref bleeds, he puts his arm on Arthur's shoulder, his touch cold on Arthur's warm body.
Zeref leans in, holding Arthur tight as his body begins to glow,
"Thank you Arthur, thank you for becoming the catalyst for you're species down fall, for today, as I breath my last, someone will take my place, someone even more powerful, someone stronger than any of the previous demon lords, someone ....we from.... .. .the underworld will call..... Our Hero..... " Zeref says as his body heats up, it begins to burn his body.
Lisa and Bragrus run towards Arthur, trying to pry him away from Zeref, but October uses her necromancy to hold them in place, she walks towards Zeref and hugs him from behind, holding him tight ignoring the fact she's burning away.
"My Lord, take me with you to the new world, I want to be by your side, as your loyal follower, your everything" she says as she fade away into nothing
Arthur looks on as everything around him burns and fades away, as the castle and everything about it burns away, leaving nothing behind.
Somewhere in the near future, in a small populated town.
The birth of a child has shaken the entire kingdom, as earthquakes, floods, as well as other natural disasters occur all across the kingdom, in a small clinic, a woman named Rebecca is holding a small baby boy, she gives this boy the name, Katsu Ember.
The child born from Rebecca is the next Demon Lord, Katsu Ember.