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Re: Avo and Skorm (My first FanFiction)
Hey, here's the next chapter.
By the way, the first few chapters of this story are set all over the place, to create the backstory of the actual plot so try to keep up!
Just to clarify, in my timelin of this story, Fable/Fable:The Lost Chapters occured in...lets say 1200. The begging of this chapter is set six and a half hundread years beforehand, so 550.
The year 550.
And his wrath was felt.
All across Albion, Avo's terrible wrath was felt. Crops withered, children fell sick, buildings foundations weakened-the whole land felt his fury.
Skorm had betrayed him. His best and closest friend had betrayed him. His secret was broken and the paradox on which he took his strength was closed. Avo had lost his greatest secret to his greatest friend. And on that moment, Fate seemed to have woven a tangled skein through Skorm and Avo's life and history was truly created, in that moment Avo's hate for Skorm was born and in that moment the greatest rivilary between two Hero's was born.
13 years later- 563.
Skorm sat cross-legged overlooking the great town of Bowerstone from his hidden vantange point on the spire of a castle. 'This land is so beautiful' he though to himself 'How can anyone one to destroy it?'. That last musing was thought with the old touch of pain-he hat never gotten over Avo's hatred of him, and he knew that he still loved Avo. [For all you immature Fablers, I am reffering to the love one experiences in a FRIENDSHIP not...er...anything else]
However, how could he stand aside and let Avo wipe all the people of Albion out? He knew that Avo didn't at all wish the fair people of Albion Death, he wished only he, Skorm, Death. However, in his attempts to inflict Death upon he, Skorm, who knew how many people would be wiped out in the process? Skorm then decided that he needed to take public action...he would openly ask for the company of Avo tommorow and attempt to reason with him. He knew that he could not reason with Avo but he had to try, and he needed to stop Avo killing any lives unjustly.
And on tommorow it did happen. And I'll write about that soon. Within two days. I swear.
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