Silvertree Chronicles Book Eleven, Dark Nova, (Enhanced Edition)
Synopsis: Two Moon Blades destroyed. Twelve captured by a megalomaniac Half-Dragon and Gods have been all but silent for almost 300 years. When they prayed for a solution the cost would be horrific.
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Author's Warning:
The Enhanced Edition of this book is even darker than the original. Some would call it even call it more sadistic. The 'training' the main character undergoes is more detailed and deals with unusual assassination methods.
I skipped over a lot of this detail in the original. To truly understand how 'damaged' this character feels it needed to be addressed in exactly how much she underwent and how it impacted her own self-esteem.
Author's Note:
For those who have not read my bio, please note I write as a form of therapy for a Traumatic Brain Injury. I know the English majors will probably encounter issues that annoy them. If these are your focus, instead of the story itself, then this is not the story for you. I am not and will never be a professional writer.
I do it to tell the story, for those who wish to read them. I originally submitted this story back in October of 2018. I have worked to try and improve my writing style while struggling with this issue. I have added some editing software and written a few other stories. Now I am revising and editing this earlier work to try and bring it up to a higher standard from what I have managed to learn over the last few years.
Prologue
Jana 5th 10229
King Tranamus Goldeagle took an unscheduled 'holiday excursion.' A ranger wizard gestalt he enjoyed getting to the outdoors and away from the court. The trip was planned in secret with only 4 Royal guards physically capable of enduring the terrain going with the King.
He was scheduled to get married finally in just a couple of weeks and wanted one last outing before he had to 'settle down.' This trip was a mountain climbing excursion he had always wanted to attempt.
Little did he know his younger twin brother, Brathium Goldeagle, had ensured the guards in question were loyal to him. Little did they know he no longer worshiped elven deities. Brathium struck a secret bargain with Abraxus, a Demon Lord of the Abyss who had finished consuming the fallen Solar Malkizid that Correlon had banished.
Trapped on Abraxus's plane in the abyss after Malkizid's failed attempt years before to bring down the elven people, it took time to gain the secrets he wanted on elven magic. The goals Malkizid's desire to gain the Draconic Magic the Elves of that world had mastered were now goals of Abraxus.
Abraxus wanted to strike a blow against the elven people, and with the dragons gone from that world, for the most part, he wanted to take down the last vestiges of Draconic magic and bring it into his possession. All before the world became extinct with upcoming events already in motion.
Abraxus found the ally he needed in the elven royal court in the King's twin brother. As King Tranamus approached the edge of the cliff face and worked to pull himself up his brother struck from invisibility. He crushed the King's head with a rock and pulled his ring of feather falling from his hand.
He called out to Abraxus, "Abraxus, to seal our deal and pledge my loyalty to you I sacrifice my brother the fallen King in your name."
Corellon could not hear the communication that came, he had no champions on the field and could not hear the response given to Brathium from Abraxum,
"I accept your sacrifice and initial buy-in as my champion on your world. Serve me well."
The unholy symbol under his armor sizzled and burned into his flesh as it sunk below the surface.
"Sacrifice your family with your many offspring, divide your people along racial lines, and beware those with psionic powers.
They will work to get into your mind and expose you. Corellon will send a champion at some point and House Silvertree has been the obvious choice, but not the only one. It has followed those damned Moon Blades.
Your first task is to get rid of the Moon Blades. The fewer elven relics in power, the easier it will be for me to destroy your people and make you the Demon Lord of that world for as long as it exists.
Lord Brocktell captured one Moon blade and has possession of 2 other elven relics, one of which he simply bought from House Golden Ear and Golden Lute. Use them to contact this Baron. He is not a follower of mine or anyone really, yet his fortress would keep them out of the hands of any future champion.
Start sending them to Brocktell. Get paid for it so you can sacrifice the gold and gems to me as well. Marry your brother's planned wife. Use and abuse her as needed to spawn more children. All of her children are required to be sacrificed in that world to me as your final payment when the time comes. Only have children with her when the time approaches. The closer to newborns the better.
That will become your final payment when the time arrives. The more you sacrifice from other elven women, the greater your power will become! Beware of consuming too many or making the wrong enemies too quickly. They will conspire and work to bring you down if you do. Start with your own Family Moon Blade."
The guards were below the King in the climb as the King had insisted on taking point. The falling body of the King knocked 2 of them off as well as they had rope lined with the King in case of a sudden fall. 3 out of 5 elves on the trip failed to survive the climb.
The 2 remaining never heard Brathium's words and got to the top and pledged their loyalty to the new King and the story of his fall without wearing his feather fall item. They would provide his alibi that would be needed when the blades judged if the King had been assassinated.
They were both Gold Elves and the King promised to raise their families to be high-elves in just over a century. Enough time not to draw suspicion from the Blade holders. A promise he never intended to keep as he would be ascended in 100 years if his plan worked.
But it placated them for now as he worked to play to the ego of all gold elf houses, to truly make them feel they are superior to other elves. He would work to corrupt them all to aid him in his rise to true demonic power.
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Corellon Larethian felt the loss of his King. His spirit was not returned to them. He knew he had been sacrificed at that moment. Another hidden enemy from the Abyss. He did not know 'The plan', but 'The One' would not allow him to reveal that one of his own people had become a champion to another entity.
He had to rely on those Moon Blade holders to work it out for themselves. The elven people had to save themselves. He could only look to put a champion on the field if all of his relics were out of his people's hands. All of the ones that could possibly be wielded. Then it would be a final act of desperation to save his people or lose them all on this world forever.
The Rules the Gods lived by were complicated. Beyond divination and prayers that the people sought themselves, he could not communicate the events that unfolded. Even then he could only do it once all of his relics were in enemy hands.
Divination being in his wife's hands, she would be his messenger and the messenger for all of the Gods on that world as they got weaker with the loss of control over their relics if the Moon Blade holders failed to find and address this hidden champion.
All of the Elven Gods knew this was a dark time, and they knew darker times were coming for this world. He had been outplayed by Malkizid's death it appeared as they knew just how to strike the Elven people.
He had 17 relics remaining on this world and 3 were already in the hands of another, one known as Barron Brocktell. One being Duskmoon's Moon Blade. Two other Moon Blades were broken and could only be repaired in one place, but he could not communicate that as yet either, else it could take longer to get that champion on the field.
The last relic was the Great Silvertree and it had no means of being wielded. It was a source of divine power but nobody could currently use it for anything. He had to watch the actions of this King and this Barron. To determine the make-up of the champion as he needed to combat them both.
Then he had to decide who that champion might be and any steps he would need to take to make them capable of the jobs at hand. Essentially turning this potential champion into an unparalleled weapon of destruction. The less information they gave the champion directly on the foe, the better. It would restrict what this entity could do.
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The years of wars took its toll on Moon Blades as they went from 14 to 11. Moon Blade and New Moon's Moon Blades had been confirmed destroyed. Attempt to repair the blades failed within the Capital. While Dusk Moon's Moon Blade bastard sword status was unknown to most but the Gods and this Dark King.
Varus'Nor jumped family lines into a descendant of Lerian and Millia down six generations. A blade singer sorcerer named Vexeron'Via who was half snow-elf and rejected by the northern tribes due to his magical nature.
Not the same tribe Cresna Ice Walker came from, the mother also did not return to complete the ritual. He was sent on a mission into human lands to find the Goldeagle Moon Blade by King Brathium Goldeagle.
Rumored to be one of the cruelest Kings in recorded history, he had not enacted any harsh laws as of yet other than changes in court protocol and racial isolation by species in the Palace district.
Vexeron's search led him to a feudal land overseen by Barron Brocktell. Rarely seen among the people the Barron lived in a floating keep above the land he controlled. The keep kept inside of a pair of dragon shields. A sphere. When he saw that he suspected a draconic influence held the place. He held a sword that could challenge that if it proved true.
