N/A: to not piss off the Thundercats fandom, I won´t use the original idea of Thundercats, but, the idea is the same. Zaorva is wearing a mask and her name is Crystal.
In the peaceful and prosperous Kingdom of Catedonia, in the capital of Kassar, a wiser man works as a prophet and predict the greater evil will be born in the mountains of South and will devour everyone and everything.
The king and the Queen of this land are frightened, this big evil has been asleep for years and many Knights were under the impression it would be like that forever.
"Bitte, Bitte" the wise man exclaimed as people are giving in to the chaos "there´s still hope, I saw 4 heroes in my vision" the man strokes his long white bear for a moment and the King´s eyes are shining with hope, victory against the great evil is always a preferable outcome "yes, 4 heroes that will arise in the horizon by the end of this week, they will go on a quest and defeat the great evil" The wise man proclaimed and the King and Queen are on their knees praying.
Eyes closed are the norm and no one is watching how the wise man is not smiling in a grateful way.
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4 heroes arrive at the end of the week, the leader is holding the sacred sword of the miracles and this was more than enough to prompt the people to feel hope, no, to feel the triumph. Out of the heroes, there´s one single heroine, her name is Crystal, nothing special about her. A tail like all the other heroes, her brown hair is loose and her azure eyes aren´t different from the other many blue eyes in the city.
Crystal watches the 3 heroes are being worshipped as Gods and only shakes her head, the people are celebrating prematurely ....again.
"Oh, they are doing it again" the wise man breaks Crystal´s musing.
"You have to understand...they will fight the most powerful and evil force in the galaxy...they want to enjoy the moment" Crystal answers.
"True, still, is highly impolite ..." the wise man grunts to complete his sentence and Crystal can only chuckle at that.
"My, my aren´t you a very polite one?"
"I´m a true gentleman, Crystal" the wise man answers back and while some of the heroes are getting a party to celebrate, yet, one of the heroes noticed Crystal talking with the wise man and never saw the woman in such happier mood before.
Finally, they are close to reach the place where the big baddie is resting and put an end on his terror, victory is so close, yet, once again, Crystal is not really interacting with the group. A fair maiden that is a prodigy with the sword was invited to come along, but, no one can say they will be friends.
Well, the hero with blue hair certainly would like to be more than friends with Crystal, she would make a good wife. Speaking on Crystal, she´s aimless walking as her tail is wrapped around her waist as the woman is looking bored at her surroundings.
The hero thinks she looks like a pretty fairy, yet, pretty fairies are prone to accidents and the hero is more than ready to steps in and save the fairy. His dreamy eyes aren´t totally blind as now the hero reconize this path isn´t explored and the flowers look far too mutated and grotesque to be the like of anything.
Yet, Crystal is walking until she steps under the tree, a very odd tree(the hero has the impression it was something else and then it was changed into a tree) as the woman sings a merry tune, yet, the hero is sure this tune is nothing he ever heard of.
Suddenly, someone is also humming the same, the person is wearing a dark cloak and bandages in his face, it resembles a pharaoh of sorts and the hero reconize the figure...is the great evil that should be sleeping in the mountains.
The hero is ready to use the magical sword and kill the villain, however, Crystal hugs the villain as a lover do and rest her face on his chest. The villain laughs, not demoniacally as his appearance suggests, but, is a normal one...as a lover(no, no, the hero does not need to know if the villain can laugh or be a lover)
"So, what you think?" the villain asked amused and Crystal rolls her eyes in good humour "You do like to go as a pharaoh even here! but I like this mask more" now her azure eyes are analyzing his face "the bandages are a nice touch...it makes you mysterious, way better than the last one"
"...You really didn´t like that mask" the villain answers pouting and the hero is sure to have an aneurysm.
"No, not really, but, we aren´t here to talk about masks, how are you thinking of the game?" Crystal asked and the hero is shivering as Crystal´s face is cracking and the Villain looks enamoured by the gesture.
"Uhm, the last batch, I admit, was better, there´s a sense of noble and dignity that I do find hard to see in the new heroes" the villain explained musing for a moment "I can see why they did win, in a sense, they were made for this, a sacrificial lamb and yes...you were right, that was a better end...now the new ones...well" his smile is too creepy and bigger for his face "it will be an ending nonetheless"
Crystal giggles and then she kisses him, to the hero´s shock and disgusting, the villain gingerly touches her face(even the cracks) and kissed her again, this time, the kiss was far more passionate and the hero is unsure if he´s dying and this is hell or if the man eat mushroom and is hallucinating.
Crystal and the evil entity, the evil pharaoh, are making out like a couple of teenagers and the hero did pass out, no, pass out means he´s free, no, the hero has stuck at witness such bizarre and wrong scene.
The heroes are planning how to attack, suddenly, the hero with blue hair, shows up and is shivering and looks completely unhinged. To the point his teeth biting a piece of wood.
"Are you ready to fight the evil?" one of the heroes asks and the blue-haired hero looks at Crystal and screams in fear and stays away from her. "Tsk" the first hero clicked his tongue "damn, he must have eaten a mushroom"
Crystal looks at the blue-haired hero is pale and is screaming nonsenses and Crystal wonders what happened.
Oh...is just fear, you know, the last heroes were way braver than this one. His voice answers in her mind.
Then, my dear, I think you´ll get an easier win. Crystal answers back.
Oh, Zaorva, sometimes this game is not about win or lose, is about the chaos and destruction one can make, the creation and life...but, yes, I´ll win without breaking a sweat.
Ok, smartass, next time, I´ll make better heroes and let´s see who will win!
Nightcrawler only chuckles at this response and Crystal is sulking as she knows this round is lost, better prepare herself for the next one.
