The Ancients World

I look around the same tiny room I grew up in and the same house we always had. This is a future that caused pain and heartbreak. I lost so much and I didn't think I would ever get it back, but I did. The wish I made changed everything, and my life is a billion times better this time around. I scoot to the edge of my bed and just sit there contemplating, from the screaming match earlier I can tell its getting close to the worst moment in my life. Now is around the time Hailey inadvertently killed mom, people do desperate things for their fix. Hailey is willing to do anything for the substances that make her feel something.

I stand up and head into my bathroom, I look into the mirror and see a face that aged beyond repair. The stress of this life caused a serious toll on my body, and all my hard work from my new life is looking for naught. I'm glad I know this is from the curse, or else I would lose my mind. The curse is attacking my love for my family, and it wants me to experience the suffering of losing them. I walk over to the closet and get dressed, I head down to the same kitchen I grew up with and see my mom crying. Hailey isn't here right now, and I know where she is going.

I walk over to my mom and just give her a hug, she is weeping for the current life her daughter has. "Cera, where did I go wrong in life... Everything is falling apart... I don't know what to do anymore..." My spirit breaks when I hear those words. This is an event I wanted to never remember again. I look towards the door and see dad enter, he just got off work. Even now he is doing his damnedest to save us from debt, but in the end he lost the most. "Hey honey... Its worse than what we thought it was. I tried to talk to her, but it ended like it always does." I let go of mom as she talks to dad. I look at both of their faces and see the defeat.

I walk towards the kitchen and head for the fridge, but as I'm reaching for the handle darkness envelops the world around me. Soon the scene changes to something I hoped never to see again. I look at the monster of a man that ruined my sisters life and by extension my families. He is holding a gun to my moms face as my sister shoots up the drugs she was given. I followed mom here to make sure she was alright, I didn't know at the time. She came to get her daughter back and try to save our family, she came with hope and love for her daughter. "Hailey... Please come home with me... Its not to late to stop this..." My strong mother isn't wavering in her attempts despite a gun to her head. The face of the man contorts in rage from being dismissed, I watch him pull the trigger and kill my mother. I see the uncaring high expression of my failure of a sister, she doesn't even know what just happened.

I feel a huge rage fill me, one that I didn't have last time. I'm not the same weak little man I was. I feel for the first time in my life a sense of bloodlust. Before I can jump out and try to take his life darkness returns and the scenes change. Now I'm standing in front of a grave with my father and little brother. My anger and rage is still present, but it falters at the sight of my buried mother. "I'm taking Marcus home. Let me know when you are coming home. I'm going to see if the cops have any leads on where they went." In my old future I didn't attack the man after he killed my mother, I sat there like a coward. I'm reliving the destruction of my family and I cant do anything about it.

I kneel down to look at the little headstone and I feel tears fall at an uncontrollable rate. My best friend lies here dead in the ground, and I can do nothing about it. I look at the words inscribed on the tombstone, and I feel a rage I have never felt before. Reading these words brings the hate I have for my old future bursting to the surface. "AARRRGGGHHHH!!! I HATE THIS!!!! HOW COULD YOU TAKE HER AWAY!!!" I slam my fist into the hard dirt over and over again, yelling out to whoever is listening. Its just not fair. My mother never did anything to deserve this fate, and now she is alone in the cold dark ground.

"Buried here is Violet Adamo."

"A loving mother, and caring wife."

"She gave her life in attempt to save her daughter."

"She left us to soon, but she is in a better place where there is no pain."

"May she rest in peace."

"Born, 2173"

"Died, 2240"

I stand up and all I see is red. I wish I knew where that man was, if I did I would murder him and parade his corpse through the streets. As my rage and anger grow further the scene changes, and I'm brought back to Ancients World and I notice that I'm in a familiar spot. This is the place I made my wish from the world item. I start walking towards the ancient looking doors and I open them, I look upon a chalice full of blood. I use inspect on it and read the same information I did the first time I made my wish.

[Blood of The Almighty Father]

[Description: Not much is know about an artifact of such rarity, but its claimed that drinking the blood of The Almighty Father will grant you a single wish. Anything you want or can think of. Use wisely, it only has a single use.]

I walk up to the chalice and look into the golden liquid, this is the same as last time. I reach out for it and as soon as I do the world goes pitch black again. The scene changes back to the bed I always slept in and I hear the screams of my mother once again. "HOW DARE YOU BRING DRUGS IN MY HOUSE!!! YOU ARE LEAVING TODAY HAILEY!!! I EXPECT YOU GONE BY MIDNIGHT!!!" I already know what's happening. This curse is going to make me suffer my worse memories of my family falling apart and showing my salvation, just to rip it away and start all over.

I go through this cycle over and over again, and my rage and anger is piling on. I don't know what I can do to get out of this, but my mind is slowly slipping from experiencing this pain again. After going through this for an uncounted amount I lose track of how much time has passed, I don't know if its been hours, days, or years. Eventually after playing through these memories for the umpteenth time I feel my emotions reaching critical mass. I've tried to keep logic and thought present, trying to figure a way out of this. I'm losing myself to my emotions though, and the darkness fades again to reveal the scene of my mother at gunpoint once again.

I run out and try to stop it like I have for the last 100 times, but he pulls the trigger before I can do anything. I watch the bullet rip through my moms skull, it adds the final straw to the raging fire in me. My world fades to darkness again, and I get on my hands and knees. "I HATE YOU!!!! AAARRRGGGHHH!!! LEEEET MEEEE OOOUUUT!!!" I don't have any rational thoughts going through my mind, and I just scream into the eternal darkness.

As Cera releases the emotions he has been bottling up a glow surrounds his body. A divine light surrounds him and begins to pierce the eternal darkness, soon a light exits his back and large, strong, glowing golden wings burst from his back in a shower of blood. Cera fails to notice anything while lost in pure emotion, a demonic voice rings out as the brilliant light shakes the darkness. "NOOO!! I CANT FAIL!! YOU HAVE TO STAY TRAPPED HERE!!" The voice tries to keep the darkness together, a spider web pattern spreads across the darkness. Light fills through the cracks to see the systematic breakdown of the curse. In Ancients World Cera's body is resting on a lavish bed, nobody is in the room except for Jackson and Tieer.

I look at the resting body of my young friend, I didn't think Zern would suffer so greatly as an angel. The curse must be more than I thought, truly a mystery indeed. "Its been 2 days already, are you sure he'll pu-" While my old friend Jackson tries to ask me a question, we both lose our balance as the whole palace begins to shake. Neither of us have time to react as we hear the screaming voice of Zern. It isn't one that sounds mortal, it has a deep echo effect to it. It also rings out in a sort of double manner.

Light bursts from the sleeping young man and completely annihilates the roof above him and disintegrates all surrounding furniture. "AAARRRRRRGGHHHH!!!" His scream echo's and trembles the palace, for all I know the whole city is shaking. I look as his closed eyes struggle to open, and I watch long, powerful and golden feathered angel wings burst from his back. They drip with his blood, the mix of gold and red add to my fear for my life. As all this is happening an announcement rings throughout the world for players.

[He has awoken.]

The whole of Ancients World shakes as the screams of Zern echo for all to hear. Soon after the players hear the announcement the NPC's do as well. Every NPC aligned with the light kneels has the world shakes. The palace is in disarray as the swirl of power continues. The darkness trying to suppress Cera final falters, and his eyes open as his world of pain and torture ends.

I open my eyes and see Jackson and Tieer trying to shield themselves. I straighten out my thoughts, and realize that I'm yelling. I stop and look around, I notice I'm floating. I'm also slowly destroying the palace, I see the light surrounding me and notice that my power is being channeled. I stop it and the chaos stops, the light recedes into my body and I take a breath to control my shaking body. Jackson and Tieer try to say something to me, but all I hear is the ringing in my ears.

I feel something new attached to my back and I reach around to feel. Massive golden wings covered in my blood is what I see and feel, despite the gold they feel extremely soft to me. I run my fingers through them and I can feel the sensation of them being touched. I feel extremely drained and before I know it I fall from my floating position, I fall through the hole below me and descend fast as my body fails to listen. I'm pretty tired and I find myself asleep before I hit the ground.

Unknown to Cera Tieer used magic to catch the falling Zern. Tieer uses a VERY expensive teleportation scroll to teleport Zern to a safe place away from the capital. All the major powers in Ancients World knows what just happened. The Son of Arch-Angel Michael has reached tier 1 and unlocked his first rise of real power.