The Right to Rule (Stranger Aeons)

== Premise ==
A Chaos Wizard vs the Lord of Chaos.
== Characters ==
* Sol: Archon of Order
* Darius Magnus the Third:
* Darius Magnus The Fourth:
* Erda Magnus 
== Part 1 ==
"Move..." the youth said, pushing the maiden out of the way. He wore simple brown robes, and he had pale skin, but golden hair, and blue eyes, which changed to gold as he unleashed his magic. The wooden staff in his hands, carved with swirls and runes, glowed with a golden light as the head spewed out streams of fire from nothing.
The maiden he had pushed to the side, with long black hair, her skirt was split down the side, to allow mobility. She sported a red cape, leather armor and a clear complexion. She was beautiful, with dark eyes, and fair form. Behind them were two men, one older, the other young. Both wore armor encrusted with gold, red capes, and swords and shield encrusted with ornamentation. The older man, his grey beard visible from under his helmet, his headgear sported a golden circle, the symbol of a king. The two were trapped on the ground, immobilized by agonizing pain.
The youth had cast his fire magic at the decrepit skeletal figure sitting on a throne. This near lich like entity, wore robes of black and dark purple, and a crown of silver atop a bed of grey thin locks. His eyes were sunken in and surrounded black circles, and his crocked teeth were visible as he sneered at the boy as he spew purple bolts of lightning, stopped by the fire.
"I don't understand..." said the maiden "How can your fire counter his spellwork, while my light cannot?"
"Perhaps..." said the youth, grunting "you should more less about that and more about them..." She turned to the king and prince and ran towards them. With mystic words and hand movements, light erupted from the surface of her hands, freeing them of the sorcerer's hex and the pain it caused.
"No...!" shouted the sorcerer "I am student to death itself, my secrets cannot, will not die with me!"
"Your efforts have done nothing but bring pain and death to the land. It ends now...anytime would be good...!" The king roared, and his son charged after him as the two made their way to the throne and buried their sword into the sorcerer's chest. Stunned, his bolts of dark energy stopped as the fire overtook him, and incernerated him on the spot.
The youth stopped his assault immediately after, and keeled over, held up only by his staff as the maiden rushed to the prince.
"And it is over..." said the king "My son, my 'sons'..." he said turning to the youth "You have all done me proud."
Category:Stranger Aeons