Tyrent knew that he was losing control, he had felt the darkness creep up within him from the forenoon all the way till the brightest stars had shown themselves in the sky. Finally after growing to dizzy to even stand straight, Tyrent leaned himself against a tree as yet another wave of nausea took hold of him.

“master what is wrong?” Said a little girl who had scurried to his side. “ Does something ail you?”

“ Meeku, please, run and go get watcher. I fear that I am losing control and he may be able to help. If not then at least you will be safe from luscious’s grasp.” Tyrent managed to say to his servant. The little girl looked at tyrent with concern in her eyes, then, with reluctance, ran off into the forest that lay ahead of them. Once tyrent knew that she was safely away he unbuckled sapphire and slumped down, his back hitting the tree hard.

“At least she is safe.” breathed the dracul. “watcher please help the rest. I know not what luscious will do.” With that his head tip downward, hitting his chest ever so lightly. For a few minutes the  young dracul remained motionless then, with a sudden jerk, his head shot up from its resting place. What remained of tyrent’s will had broken, luscious had emerged. Bringing his hands up to where he could see them, the demon balled them into tightly woven fists and smiled.

“I AM FREE!!” Luscious shouted , his manic expression never leaving. The demon looked all around the forest. “Wretched world”, he thought, It shall have to be obliterated. Getting up off of the ground, luscious noticed a slight blue glint from the corner of his eye. He looked towards where the glint had come from and, to his utter delight, found sapphire lying in the cool grass.
“You shall be my instrument of power godsblade.” Luscious growled. “With you in hand, I shall be invincible.”

In a flurry of raw, blinding white power a form began to take shape in front of luscious. The form twisted, writhed, and contorted for what seemed like forever until finally it slowed and took the form of the wandering storyteller. when the energy finally dissipated watcher stood before luscious, his eyes no longer their warm blue but a sword piercing white. In one swift movement watcher reached towards his back and pulled out the sword of sorrow, His eyes never leaving luscious. pointing sorrow's tip towards him watcher began to speak. "DEMON. YOU WILL RETURN CONTROL BACK OVER TO TYRENT!" Watcher roared, his voice not its usual understanding tone but booming and powerful almost lyrical. “SAPPHIRE WILL NEVER LISTEN TO YOU DEMON!  YOU WILL NEVER GAIN THE TRUE POWER OF A GODSBLADE!!”

A voice Suddenly spoke to Watcher through their minds, Luscious was calm and seemed to not know that the suppressed dracul in him was communicating with Watcher   *Watcher! He forced his way through things, I tried and tried but he continued saying "I cannot live in a weak host, I must make my move now.. I need help, it seems he is stronger!*

watcher kept his steel hardened gaze towards what was luscious but in his mind he went through thousands of memories on how to suppress the demon. watcher saw only one sure way. *tyrent do you know the power of sorrow? he is a blade that is as old as time itself and also the very first godsblade to be forged. sorrow cannot himself harm another living being even if that being was pierced by sorrow...* watcher said to tyrent in his mind. "LUSCIOUS I AM GIVING YOU ONE LAST CHANCE. GIVE CONTROL BACK TO TYRENT" watcher's voice bellowed once more.

"Are YOU gonna make me?" He said with a loud chuckle. He knew all about Watcher, Tyrent appeared to adore him, Watcher was Tyrent's best friend even, and Luscious felt that Tyrent did not need anything that involved love. *I do not know a lot about your blade..* Tyrent's voice said into Watcher's mind. *I am trying hard to obtain control, but it seems even Dragonic Rose is rejecting me..*
Watcher nodded towards the laughing demon.

*tyrent sorrow has the power to bring balance to souls. Its power was originally crafted into it to destroy demons and humble gods. that is why even if I pierce something through the very heart it remains physically fine, but its soul will return to balance. I know not what it would do to you and luscious but I believe it is worth a try. sorrow what do you think?*

since the conversation had began the blade had kept a quiet demeanor as if contemplating its own power as well. finally sorrow broke the silence with a heavy sigh. *As with you watcher I do not know if my powers will be enough to bring balance. The least I can do though is bring tyrent back under control of his own body, if only temporarily. After that your guess is as good as mine....*
Luscious reached his right hand back, his right hand gripped the hilt of Dragonic Rose, the blade emitted a dark aura.

*It sounds good, but hurry, before he, or I, or whatever comes at you!*Luscious pulled the blade from its hilt, and lifted it upon his right shoulder.


"THEN IT IS SETTLED. SORROW!" watcher said as he brought the gleaming blade up to his shoulders, the tip never moving from it position. A white aura surrounded the blade like a living lightning bolt. watcher pointed sorrow's tip towards Luscious’s chest and waited patiently for the first move, his eyes shone with grim determination.

"I will show you the power of King Vladimir!" luscious roared, his blade beginning to seep foul energies.

Luscious pointed Dragonic rose forth, a spiral of dark energy formed, but the blade was pointed for the sky, Luscious laughed insanely  as the spiral grew larger the spiral moved into the sky, then back down to a nearby mountain , the mountain tumbled from the blast, and the earth shook a small town near the mountain was pummeled by the remains.


"AND I SHALL SHOW YOU THE POWER OF A GODSBLADE!!!" came a reply from behind him. Where watcher once stood a smoky mass now clouded the area and dissipated. watcher raised sorrow and aiming at the middle of tyrent's back he thrust the blade forward with all his might.
He stood there, his eyes widened as many bolts of lightning surrounded his body, the lightning bolts were dark and decimated the land around the warriors to nothing but bare ash within moments.

"If I cannot be free. Then why should the rest of us..Let us be shrouded in darkness forever..." Luscious said with a snarl. Quickly he pointed Dragonic rose to the moon. The blade released a second beam of dark energy towards the moon, the beam pulsed causing the land to shake. As the beam neared its destination, Luscious  laughed with an insane manor as his eyes began flashing to pale blue.

Watcher grit his teeth and with the last of his strength held fast onto sorrow's hilt. feeling the ground shake watcher knew he only had seconds to stop the dark beam. finally mustering up what magicks he had, watcher pulled his right hand off of sorrow's hilt and raised it open palmed towards the sky. with a singsong voice watcher began to chant. "Mothrias konchie dragoni ilumini.." A bright silver dragon burst forth from the storyteller’s palm and shot up into the sky. It rose higher and higher until finally it turned its body towards the dark beam.

The dragon roared furiously, with a golden flame curling out of its snout. The creature then brought its head back, its chest puffing outward, and with inhuman energy let loose a bright, golden flame towards the beam.

The blast hit the holy fire head on, pushing both flame and dragon back. Luscious watched amusingly at the small creature’s attempt at subduing his flame.  Luscious kneeled to the ground, a bright crimson blood oozing from his mouth as he let out a insane laugh. "The power of King Vladimir! Was given to such a weak person! I may have failed..But I will posses Sapphire and Dragonic Rose! Mark my words! My power will blot out all things light!"

Watcher turned his gaze from the battling dragon down to luscious and smiled. drawing luscious's face closer to his, The wandering storyteller bent closer to his left ear and chuckled slightly. "you...will never wield sapphire luscious it rejects you because it is one of the three godsblades forged from the essence of light. It will always reject you. you will never harness the raw power that blade holds. Dragonic rose may be powerful enough to blot out the sun and stars but unlike sapphire I doubt it has the power to kill a god." watcher whispered his voice returning to its normal good natured tone.


He got into Watcher's face, a smile of insanity formed across his thin lips. "Hell spat me out. Satan himself feared me, Do you think I need a sword to kill a god?”  He chuckled loudly, his eyes closed and more blood oozed over his bottom lip. “The only reason why I must posses Sapphire and Dragonic Rose..My friend, Is I  cannot get into heaven by any other means. Thus! I will use Sapphire and Dragonic Rose to Rise up! And kill the gods with my bare hands!”

Watcher’s smile broke into an even bigger grin and his eyes danced with humor. "Oh I think you need more power demon. you could not even defeat me,let alone kill me. They call me watcher for a reason dear luscious. I am the god who released all good and evil into this world. I am known by the other gods as a pariah, a weak god who can do no more than watch in self misery on what I did to this world." Watcher looked back up towards the silver dragon, seeing that it had finally gained the advantage over the dark beam. "If you could not even defeat me luscious." watcher mumbled, "then what hope do you have for defeating the other gods..."

"You will see, why you must live." He chuckled softly. "Obviously, you did not know how powerful the Kingdom of Dracul was. Dracul was a race started by a god, just like yourself. King Vladimir, and his blade Heavenly hell. He left this life as a god. His immortal powers were left behind though his wisdom on and off the battlefield was always with him. Heavenly hell though, kept the powers it had when Vladimir first touched its hilt. If I could kill something with such power...Then I could surely kill you, and any other god." His eyes began to fade to the pale blue, though his twisted mind and sadistic smile were still ever-present.

"who do you think told me to watch over the entire dracul clan? Vladimir himself cannot do anything, but before I began my endless quest he himself told me to watch over you and your entire clan. I have watched for hundreds upon hundreds of years while you laid dormant luscious. sleeping like a newborn babe."

“You have no idea.” Luscious sneered, his expression softening.

“and you, dear luscious, have no more time. sorrow has near completed suppressing you and my spell has your dark magic completely under control. may we meet again though. I look forward to or next encounter.…”

The dark beam exploded, the dragon that watcher had created mere moments ago burst into a shower golden sparks. The earth shook violently all across the land causing many towns to fall. Many lives were lost by way of the dark energy. Luscious laughed as he fell towards the scorched earth. Tyrent’s  eyes returned to normal as did the rest of his body. Tyrent had come back, Unconscious and laying in a pool of his own blood.

watcher looked towards tyrent's unconscious form, and with a small grunt pulled the sword of sorrow from his chest. The wound immediately healed. Whether it was from sorrow's magic, tyrent's dracul powers, or luscious's will to survive watcher knew not which. watcher's gaze saddened as he picked tyrent's limp form up, and after a few minutes of searching, found a tree to place tyrent under. After doing so watcher searched the battlefield and soon recovered both blades and a few other items. placing the objects near tyrent, watcher looked towards the two blades with glazed eyes. finally he placed one blade next to tyrent and the other in his lap.

"Rest well my friend and worry not. A way to fully seal luscious will be found and as long as sapphire is by your side luscious will never fully win the battle that rages within you. I must leave for there are villages and people who are in need of my healing capabilities. It seems there were far less killed than if I would have ignored sapphire's cry for help..." With that watcher got up and, slinging his rucksack over back, left tyrent to dream.

As watcher left his comrade A small girl that was watching from afar scurried over the charred earth towards her master. Looking down at his sleeping form tears began to pool at the corner of the girl’s eyes. “Oh master…” She managed to whisper. The young girl sat next to her master and resting her head on his shoulder cried herself into slumber.