Pitch Idea Sequence - Soulstone

## Summary

*Pitch Idea Sequence* is an fan-made form of story ideas that may and may not come to fruition in the canonical timeline of stories involving the characters mentioned below. The purpose of the series is to bring out an idea that could be used in the canon storyline in the near future, or used as an past event.

## The Soulstone

I am Samuel E. Colt, an high wizard that just fought in an terrible conflict against what the Champions calls "players", including themselves. Alessia has been defeated and killed in the final battle that costed many lives, including the Skeleton King Lionheart, Purity Wizard Oliver and the Elder Sage Mimir. However in their defeat, we secured Alessia's Soulstone containing all of the souls she has killed in the many conflicts she had instigated, however we never got the information on its true purpose. As the High Lord and founder to the Order of Tyr, I've been tasked in securing and containing the Soulstone from tempting hands. However I fear another may seek its power for their personal gain.

I with the Order walked towards an ancient temple once considered by Mimir as the temple of the Six Great Gods. The most trusted members of the Order helped me escort the stone to an vault which Mimir confirmed can hold anything, however despite his knowledge I honestly had my doubts. During these past trying years, this world has encountered things beyond our imagination, powers beyond even the supposed strongest caster of the Empire. This Soulstone represents only but as minuscule fraction of an terrifying godlike capacity of an player, of what they could do. We entered a room lined sigils and runes to which is called Enochian, the language of the angels. Two of the members held an chest containing the stone and set on the centre altar as an magical protective barrier manifested around it.

"Good work on containing the Soulstone, you all can now rest and...." I stopped to face towards the way we entered from, a crackling sound of stone was heard as the Order of Tyr's best raised their guard and armaments at the entrance, awaiting for its arrival. What came inside confused me, however it was but a ordinary looking male in brown robes and cloak. "Who are you?" I questioned the man before I ordered the two closest members to close and apprehend the intruder. What shook to my core was the man suddenly grew six pure white wings and decapacitated my two closet friends before an wave of fog approach's. Fearing, I ran forward and manifested Felo'melorn and projected an high-tier prismatic barrier, shielding me and another from the fog. "GO, YOU MUST GO AND FIND THE PLAYERS... This one... is also an player!" I shouted to the man behind me, who nodded before running towards another exit. I turned to face the being again, only to see an ally alive now turned to decay and rotten bones as his soul was dragged out. The fog cleared and I raise Felo'melorn at the being, only for it to phase through and flicked it out of my hand. Now I dread for my life as it picked me up from my neck and brought me closer, then I heard its voice.

"Favoured by the Ten Archangels of the Sephira, how you managed to even be in their presence and have it written on your bones when we're not in YGGDRASIL astounds me, but that is not my goal." It's voice was like sandpaper running across stone before I was thrown towards the ground and the being walked closer to the chest and effortlessly breached and destroyed the chest, taking the Soulstone.

"You... you can not win when they arrive, even Alessia fell to their hands, they can and will stop you." I told the being, who simply looked towards.

"They can not kill what isn't alive, I am not undead, living not dead." The figure vanished as I collapsed to the ground.