1455 The Evil Queen
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The Elf King was surprised, if not shocked. It all happened in an instant although he felt like it had been building up for a long time. His wife had been feeling unwell since her trip into the wilderness, which she often did to hunt and gain EXP periodically. She also did this to thin out the wild monster population. However, after that day she had a strong fever, and it took a whole day for her to recover back. Since then, she sometimes had fever in strange intervals, and no matter how many medics or healers the Elven King tried to find, there weren't any that could heal her strange disease.
There was once the legend of the Saint, and his daughter, a Summoner, could have the potential to summon an otherworldly hero that could be a Saint, however, she was kidnaped by the human Kingdom, and had been prisoner of them for a while. He had been preparing for the imminent war while praying for his daughter's safety, but at the end, she came back unscathed, and with a giant monster.
He felt relieved she was back, but after the reveal of Kireina and her strength, and how his wife had become overly greedy about possesing such power for herself, she fell ill once more. He had felt something within her and carried her back to her bed to calm her down, the hours went by and her fever only got worse. The love of his life which he knew since childhood was slowly getting worse… but at the end, something within her was making her feel this way.
It was too late when he realized it, as she caught him off guard and infected him with this darkness, this malice… like an acid, it corroded the interior of his body and made him scream in agony. As he felt like passing away, he saw his wife, who had always been a gentle-hearted woman, laughing maliciously while pointing her finger into his chest.
Her eyes changed color from their bright green to deep red.
"Gyahahaha! That was so easy… The Lifespan of an Elven King… This shall be more than enough power… Tonight, all of you filthy elves shall perish by the power of your very rulers!" She laughed maliciously, as if somebody else was speaking for her.
"N-No…! W-What… Wait!" Cried the Elf King, as he had his Lifespan, a large part of it, taken away forcefully. He fell even weaker than before, and hit the ground, falling unconscious on the spot.
In that moment, the Elf Queen's entire face smiled sadistically, as she used the power she absorbed from her husband to spread a dark fog through the entirety of the castle!
"All of you, turn into Greedy Demons and eat one another! This is the day I've been planning and waiting for so long… All of you despicable Elves shall perish, and we Demons shall thrive! After we take this land, we'll finally be able to prosper… Your sacrifice is welcomed, you nasty knife ears!" Laughed the Queen, someone that would never on her right mind would say such a thing! She began to float in midair as the deep darkness and miasma coming from her body empowered her even further, she broke through the walls with a beam of darkness, leaving the castle as the people inside began to mutate into Ghoulish Elves.
The Elf King felt heartbroken, confused, and in the verge of death… He wanted his wife to be alright, to be fine… he was worried about her and his daughter even in the brink of death. However, before he were to die, a warm light encompassed his body and covered the entire building several times… it felt as if all the darkness eating his interior quickly dissipated, but the wounds it left behind were actually not healed, and his Life being taken away was slowly killing him too.
However, after a few seconds, a stronger and warmer light covered his head, and it spread this warmth over the entirety of the rest of his body… he felt healed and calm, and when he faintly opened his eyes, he found himself inside another room.
"Where am I? What's going on right now?" He wondered, sighing in exhaustion over everything that has been happening. He slowly crawled outside of the room, looking around as he found many elves on the floor, they were not dead but alive, all unconscious. He heard explosions and a battle from the outside, and felt the same darkness he saw coming from his wife trying to enter the castle once more, but there was a barrier of light covering the large hole his wife left behind inside their room.
"What a strong holy light of beautiful and incredible proportions…!" He said with awe. "But my wife… whatever has taken over her, there must be a way to free her! Whoever did this… I owe them, but as the Elf King, I cannot possibly stay still!" He looked up to his head, finding a healing halo, this spell was keeping him alive with his Mana, but he knew he had enough Mana to use some offensive spells and aid whoever was dealing with his wife and the one behind everything.
However, he quickly remembered Elfina, his daughter! He couldn't possibly leave her alone right now. He ran downstairs, finding a few corpses in the way, and found his daughter sleeping over her bed as Fiere was protecting her.
"Fiere!"
"My King? Are you unhurt?!"
"I am alright! Somebody has healed me but… Elfina! Is she okay?"
"She went berserk and attacked me… But the light that healed everybody also healed her, but she fell asleep quickly after."
"I see… Take care of her, I shall go out… My wife… She did this, I have to take responsibility and deal with what my wife has done…"
"The Elf Queen has done this?!"
"I suspect a malicious demon or spirit has taken over her… this might be the reason behind her constant fevers and her gradual change in nature… I shall go, protect my daughter with your life, Fiere!"
"Very well!"
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