This world Was a normal place but suddenly devil awakened and chaos was bringing humanity to brink of Destruction .Then Humans with God power came forth and bring peace into The world. But the devil was to powerful so they had no choice but seal it. But it cannot be completely sealed it Power was leaking through,creating monsters .
500 years Later.
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Alex was born into a good Family. He was born in Tonia A beautiful city
It Had bast land and mountains and aslo has a stunning river.
His Farher was a Ordinary Adventurer And His Mother was a Ordinary Second Circle Magician . They loved Him Very much.
Until That Day!
The day of His Baptism .
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Baptism is a Ritual To a God That grant a special power. Power determine social status,duty to fight monsters,The Ritual Perform by a Priest Everyone at the age of 10 must undergo That Riual. His Parents also got special power His Father received Super Strength and His mother received mana affinity.
Aelex time has come to receive his baptism his parents prepare for the journey to Nefeliam The town of 5 heroes that defeated devil
Devil was a very formidable foe people with God power couldn't do anything to him so The God chose 5 heroes ,The sword have ability to wild aura ,The Archer have the ability to penetrate anything, The shield have ability to stop even the metior,The staff have the ability to weld mana with it ultimate from,The Crown have the ability to use holy power,and unite fabricated kingdom.
The battle against devil.
The battlefield was a wasteland of ash and lightning. Five figures stood at its heart, their breaths ragged, their divine weapons flickering. Around them, the Devil's laughter shook the earth, its form a shifting horror—a mountain of fangs and molten eyes, crowned by a halo of shattered kingdoms.
The Sword, Kael, gripped his blade, its aura slicing through the sulfurous air. "We're not winning. It regenerates faster than we can cut." His armor, once gleaming, was now scorched black.
The Archer, Lira, nocked an arrow that hummed with annihilation. "Then we stop fighting it* mand fight where it comes from." She loosed the shot; it pierced the Devil's chest, only to dissolve into smoke. "The Abyss… it's drawing power from the seal between realms."
The Shield, Garrick, roared as he deflected a hail of hellfire. His shield, etched with ancient runes, groaned under the strain. "The seal's breaking. If it fully opens—"
"—this world becomes its throne," whispered The Staff, Elyon. His hands trembled as he channeled raw mana into a crackling vortex. "There's a way. A binding, not a battle. But it would cost… everything."
The Crown, Veyra, closed her eyes. Her circlet blazed, weaving the frayed wills of the surviving armies into a single hymn of defiance. "The God's voice… It says we must become the seal."
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The plan was madness.
They carved the ritual circle into the Devil's own flesh, their weapons acting as conduits. Kael's sword anchored the Abyss's chaos. Lira's arrows pinned temporal threads. Garrick's shield became a barrier between realms. Elyon's staff fused their souls into a lattice of light. And Veyra's crown? It bore the curse—a crown no longer of unity, but of sacrifice.
"You think to cage me?" the Devil boomed, its voice splintering the sky. "You are mortal. You will falter."
"Maybe," Kael grinned, blood on his teeth. "But we'll do it together."
They spoke the final verse. The world screamed.
Light erupted—not gold, but a terrible, beautiful white. The Five Heroes burned like stars, their bodies dissolving, their souls weaving into a net of divine threads that coiled around the Devil, dragging it into the earth.
"No… NO! You cannot bind me with your own—"
The ground sealed. Silence fell.
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In the aftermath, the survivors found only relics where the Heroes had stood. But as priests chanted hymns of victory, Elyon's final whisper lingered in the wind, unheard:
"The seal is our souls. And souls… can be corrupted."
Deep beneath the earth, the Devil stirred, its prison now a cocoon. Five voices echoed in the dark—their voices—slowly twisting into one.
Wait, it smiled. Wait for the vessel.
On the journey they use hose carts
Thy travel vast land and mountain The Journey was Around 3 days
Nefeliam is a stunning place with lot of wonderful house and beautiful place,It was a place where God power was stongest and where the 5 heroes emerged.
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After 3 days they reach The Nefeliam
Alex with excitement in his eyes his heartbeat racing,the scent of intace holy power.Wow such a wonderful city he was looking around
There are lot of people buying different items,portions,artifact etc
Thy reached the Prist place the the holy palace
There was lot of people children receiving Baptism some of parents was happy some was sad.
Everyone doesn't receive same power. It is rendom some receive power related combat like super strength,mana affinity,sword related skill,bow related skill,shield,staff etc
Other receive support related skill
Like farmer,cooking as well as the ability to skilfully command other.
And now it was time to Alex receive his baptism .
The holy palace loomed before them, its marble pillars gleaming under the midday sun. Alex clutched his mother's hand, his throat dry. Around him, children whispered nervously as priests in silver robes chanted hymns
In name of one true God we pray for have mercy and the power to fight against the Devil.
O The God who is all powerful bless The Child with your Holy power. And protect Us Form Evil.
But as Aelx stepped into the baptism chamber, Alex's hands touched the baptismal font, the chamber trembled. Golden light erupted from his body, so intense that priests shielded their eyes. Symbols of the Five Heroes—a sword, shield, arrow, staff, and crown—materialized in the air, rotating around him like celestial bodies. The head priest fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face. "The God's chosen! The prophecies were true! A successor to the Five Heroes walks among us!"
Alex's mind flooded with visions: a blazing sword cutting through demonic hordes, a crown uniting fractured kingdoms, a shield shattering the Devil's claws. When he opened his eyes, his irises glowed with divine fire. On his left palm, the sun mark blazed brighter than ever. But the black scar on his right hand hissed like a living thing, tendrils of shadow creeping up his arm.
The Seal Weakens – Monsters Rise Outside, the sky turned blood-red. The ground split near the city's edge, and monstrous roars echoed as creatures clawed their way to the surface—twisted wolves with molten fur, winged serpents dripping acid, and hulking beasts covered in eyes. These were no ordinary monsters; their bodies pulsed with the Devil's corrupt energy, a sign the ancient seal was fracturing.
"To the armory!" Alex's father shouted, unsheathing his blade. "The Holy Knights can't hold them off alone!" But as chaos erupted, Alex felt a strange pull toward the monsters. The sun mark on his hand burned, and without thinking, he raised his palm. A beam of purifying light erupted, vaporizing three wolf-like demons in an instant. The crowd froze. Even the priests stared in awe—no human had wielded such raw divine power since the Five Heroes perished sealing the Devil.
The head priest grabbed Alex's wrists, his voice urgent. "Your power rivals the Heroes, but that cursed mark ties you to the Devil! Every time you use your gifts, the seal weakens further. You are both this world's salvation… and its doom."
As if to prove his point, the black scar pulsed. A mile away, the tomb of the Five Heroes cracked open, their ancient weapons—a sword, bow,shield and staff—flying through the air to circle Alex like loyal hounds. The crowd gasped. "The Heroes' relics… they recognize him!" someone cried.
But the celebration was short-lived. A monstrous roar shook the city as a colossal demon emerged.a towering abomination .with the Five Heroes' faces embedded in its chest, their voices screaming in agony. "Alex… join us…" it gurgled. "The Devil offers what your God cannot..
Alex's mother, her 2nd Circle magic flaring, created a barrier around him. "Run! Take the relics and go north to the Arcane Sanctum!" she pleaded. "Learn to control your power before—"
A shadowy portal swallowed her words. From it stepped a hooded figure—a surviving Hero's descendant? A demon in disguise?—who tossed a dagger at Alex's feet. Its hilt bore both the sun and scar symbols. "The truth about your baptism isn't in this city," they hissed. "The Five Heroes didn't just seal The Devil 500 years ago… they merged with it. And you… you're their perfect vessel."
As the demon horde closed in, Alex made his choice. He grabbed the Heroes' sword, its blade igniting with golden flames. "I'll stop the Devil," he vowed, the weapon's power surging through him. "But not by becoming a monster. By being better than the Heroes.