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The Violent storm raged across balor. It was that time of the year. Where lightning storms were most violent, and deadly. This never stopped Nishaven before. But tonight he was determined and worried . Becasue of the mysterious artifact he carried. A shiny, peculiar Crystal. That surged with tremondus power. He had to know the fate of balor.
Lightning struck, and a strong gale deafining all those inside the College. There was a robed man taken aback by the sudden appearance of the mighty Thunder mage. "Ah Nishaven. What a pleasant surprise. What brings you here? You are quite far from home. I sense you have troubles clouding your mind. I see you have something for me" Nishaven wasn't surprised the Oracle knew he had something for him. He expected it. "Yes my good friend" Nishaven greeted " rothem found this Artifact below his castle and has corrupted his mind. I sense there will be greater danger. I need to see the fate of balor and what this crystal may bring" he said with fear in his voice. "That sounds troublesome" the Oracle responded. His tone sounding concerned. Bring it over here and let's have a look."
The crystal was quite large. Size of a small cat. It's glow was raident with a dark purple. The power that came from within was overwhelming. The Oracle looked at Nishaven. "If anything happens do your best to save yourself and my pupils." Nishaven nodded his hands on his hips in a defensive posture. The Oracle put his hands on the crystal. The entire room shined brightly. It even blinded Nishaven. The Oracle felt he was sucked into the crystal itself seeing visions. Terrible visions. Necromancers rasing Defeated warriors, kingdoms being conquered by the hand of rothem. Death of the innocence being spilled. He heard a whisper " we are coming Oracle join us" he heard the same message being repeated thousands of times every second with Manic laughter repeating over and over. The power from this crystal was overwhelming his mind, being diluted. What was good? what was evil? As he felt all hope was lost. He saw brave warriors all over balor uniting under a single banner being lead by a Powerful Archmage. "Loest" he whispered. As both good and evil clashed the crystal broke and heard the screams of suffering. The crystal rejected before he could see Hope.
As the light faded Nishaven could see again. The Oracle was diffrent. He seemed corrupt. Tainted by evil. "No" Nishaven said "not you too!" Getting ready to cast a spell, the Oracle held his hand and with a deep voice he said. " it is fine. I am on your side. The crystal tried corrupting me till I saw hope" he explained what he saw and warned Nishaven that the events can never be prevented. They will be necessary for the sake of humanity. And told him to find Loest and seek his aid. For Loest was expecting him. " Nishaven, Let the future be I will accept both life and death" with that he collapsed to the ground. Nishaven went to his side, checked his pulse. He was dead. With that he left and went too seek Loest. For the battles ahead of him were Immenint. He had to do his part and save Balor, even if it meant death.