I said I was gonna rewrite it, and by-golly I'm gonna rewrite it! However, this is A LOT MORE than a simple rewrite or revision. There is going to be so much changed... I want it to be a whole new story, yet at the same time the same story I had so much fun writing all those months ago. For those of you who enjoyed the original, you're in for a treat! So far, all I have done is the prologue. I think my writing skills have gone up exponentially since I first wrote it. For those of you who already read it, let me know if you think I've improved, and for those of you who haven't, I hope you enjoy it!
** It's weird to think I wrote this story seven years ago. Every now and then I'll go back and re-read it, and occasionally I'll touch it up. I've gone back and fixed some plot holes and re-did a few scenes here and there. Ultimately, I want to preserve some things as they are, even if they were obviously written by a 15 year old boy. But still, some things are just a matter of the quality of the writing. **
This story takes place during the Great War between the Spirits of Light and the Demon King Malladus. It follows the adventures of a young boy named Alphonse as he travels across the country called Hyleigh with his partner, Zelda the Fairy. He'll meet invaluable friends along the way as well as formidable enemies. Through courage, determination, and his love for his friends, Alphonse grows from a normal boy and becomes the Hero of Spirits, the one designated by the Spirits of Light to save the world.
** New readers are recommended to read from the Google Drive folder because it's more complete and in the proper order. Enjoy!
* * * * New and returning readers are NOW recommended to read from my AO3 because its now the most up-to-date.
As I walked through a dark forest in the early hours of the morning, trudging through the low mist, my only light was the one emitted from my fairy partner, Zelda. She floated through the air gracefully at my eye level, to my right.
“Are you sure this is right?” she asked me uneasily.
“Yes!” I replied excitedly. “The capitol city should be right up ahead, Zelda!”
“I don’t like letting you take the lead, Alphonse. You always get us lost!”
“Hey, that’s not true! I may be a little bad with direction, but there’s nothing to fear! I know exactly where I’m…”
My voice trailed off as we entered a large clearing. We were standing in front of a moblin fortress. We were spotted instantly. A blaring alarm began to sound.
“... Going.” I finished.
“Aw, damn it, Alphonse!” Zelda snapped.
“Ah, don’t worry, Zelda. This is nothing.” I said as I drew the sword strapped to my back. Moblin soldiers were charging at us like rabid dogs. “I just need five minutes...”
My name is Alphonse. I’m a 15-year-old male with dark brown hair and golden eyes. I wear a white, hooded jacket with a pattern of black flames around each sleeve, the waist, and the rim of the hood. I also wear black trousers and black boots. I carry a sword strapped to my back as well. My partner, Zelda, is a light blue Forest Fairy. We’ve been together for three years now. When I was twelve, I found her surrounded by a pack of Stalchildren in the forest. I saved her life, and we’ve been best friends and partners ever since.
I sheathed my sword as I triumphantly stood before the bodies of twenty-odd moblins. The dead monsters littered the ground in front of their fortress. Just as I had declared before the battle began, I only needed five minutes.
“Good work!” Zelda said.
“Thanks. Now let’s get out of here.” I said, starting to walk off.
“Oh, no, not yet!” Zelda said angrily as she cut me off. “I’m going to fly up above the trees and see where the capitol is, and then you’re going to follow me! I’m sick of you getting us lost all the time!”
“Hey, I do not get us lost all the time! You’re just exaggerating!” I retorted.
“Oh yeah? What about the time we got lost in that cave and got surrounded by Stalfos? Or the time we got lost in the mountains? We were stuck there for a week! And also that time when-“
“Okay, okay, I get it, I get it!” I said in frustration, cutting her off. “Just go see where the capitol is, all right?”
Zelda flew high up above the tree line. Her light blue color stood out in the dark color of the morning sky. I heard her shout, “I can see it! It’s to the east!”
“See? I was going the right way!” I shouted as she flew back down to me.
“Alphonse, we were going west! Not east!”
“... Oh.” I said, embarrassed.
“You see? This is what I’ve been talking about!”
“All right, fine, I’m sorry. Lead the way.”
“Thank you. Now let’s go!”
Just then, a loud crash behind us drew our attention away from our destination. A large moblin at least twice my size had jumped down from the fortress roof. He was holding a large guillotine sword in his hand. Zelda got behind me. I could tell she was worried.
“You…” he bellowed. “You think you can get away with this, killing all of my brethren?!”
“Hey, they attacked me. Did you think I'd just let them kill me?” I said calmly.
“SILENCE!"
The enraged moblin boss lunged forward and brought his sword down through the air towards me. I leapt out of the way and drew my own sword. The blade crashed into the ground, and bits of dust and rock scattered in all directions.
“You want a fight? You got one.” I said.
We both stood opposite one another, our swords ready to strike. No one moved. No one spoke.
A bead of sweat rolled down my cheek.
Our eyes locked, each of us staring the other down, watching every sudden move.
The bead of sweat fell.
My right foot shifted forward. His did the same.
The bead of sweat splashed to the ground.
In that instant, our blades crashed together with an array of sparks and steel. Our blades parted, and I swung forward. He parried and swung back. I ducked to avoid the three-hundred pounds of steel that cleaved the air above my head. As I did, I pushed forward and cut across his stomach. Blood spurted from the wound. The moblin gasped for breath and growled angrily. He then continued to attack desperately, each attack more vicious than the last. I parried and dodged each strike as I moved back.
“Alphonse, watch out!” Zelda cried out.
I backed up too much and tripped over the dead body of a moblin I killed earlier.
“Damn it!” I breathed as I fell backward.
The moblin used this opportunity to strike. As he swung his enormous blade down upon me, I used the brunt of my arm to vault further backwards. The blade split the dead moblin’s body in two, as well as the ground beneath it. Using the momentum of my roll, I hopped to my feet and attacked again. Our blades clashed once more. Each of us struggled to gain the upper hand in this contest of strength.
“You will not survive this, human!" the moblin rasped.
I felt my arms beginning to give under his strength. There was no doubt that he was stronger than me. All I could do was grit my teeth as he forced me closer to the ground. Soon, he would overpower me completely. Fortunately, this was just the opportunity my partner could take advantage of.
"I'm not here for no reason, you know!" Zelda said as she rushed the moblin.
“Wha-!” he gasped.
Distracted by the fairy's glow in his face, the moblin stopped putting strength into the sword that pinned me in place. I did not miss this chance to escape. My sword grinded against his as I slid out from beneath its weight. Her job done, Zelda quickly darted out of harm's way.
"Curse you!" the moblin shouted.
Once more, I was faced with a heavy greatsword cleaving the air towards me. I ducked below the arc of its swing and swiped at the blade. Caught off balance, the moblin staggered back, and without missing a beat, I sliced through his chest. Blood poured from the wound as he struggled for a gulp of air.
“G-gauhh… Hahh… Hahhh…” he coughed as he fought to stay standing.
His grip on the hilt of his sword released, and it came crashing down to the ground. He tightly clutched his wound with his hand, but blood continued to seep through his fingers.
“My lord… I h-have failed you… Lord...” he said with his dying breath.
The moblin finally collapsed to the ground, with a thud and a splash of blood. His final word was nearly inaudible, but Zelda and I could make out what it was he said.
“Alphonse... did he?” Zelda asked uneasily.
“Yeah... He definitely said Malladus..." I answered.
Malladus is the name of the Demon King. He is an evil entity of enormous power, and one who is currently at war with the Spirits of Light, the sacred guardians of this world. The war between the Demon King and the Spirits has been going on for thirteen years, and Malladus has been slowly gaining support from the monsters that live in our world, such as the moblins. If things continue the way they are, the land will be lost to Malladus’s evil. That’s why I fight. I may not be able to stop the Demon King himself, but the least I can do is take out his followers. I want to do everything I can to help this world. That’s why…
** It's weird to think I wrote this story seven years ago. Every now and then I'll go back and re-read it, and occasionally I'll touch it up. I've gone back and fixed some plot holes and re-did a few scenes here and there. Ultimately, I want to preserve some things as they are, even if they were obviously written by a 15 year old boy. But still, some things are just a matter of the quality of the writing. **
This story takes place during the Great War between the Spirits of Light and the Demon King Malladus. It follows the adventures of a young boy named Alphonse as he travels across the country called Hyleigh with his partner, Zelda the Fairy. He'll meet invaluable friends along the way as well as formidable enemies. Through courage, determination, and his love for his friends, Alphonse grows from a normal boy and becomes the Hero of Spirits, the one designated by the Spirits of Light to save the world.
** New readers are recommended to read from the Google Drive folder because it's more complete and in the proper order. Enjoy!
* * * * New and returning readers are NOW recommended to read from my AO3 because its now the most up-to-date.
Table of Contents
Prologue - The Hero of Spirits
Beginnings Arc - CH 1 - CH 8
Snow Realm Arc - CH 9 - CH 15
Crossroads Arc - CH 16 - CH 20
Special Chapter - Alphonse and Zelda
Ocean Realm Arc - CH 21 - CH 26
Desert Realm Arc - CH 27 - CH 33
Anniversary Chapter - Days with Rena
Fire Realm Arc - CH 34 - CH 42
Intermission Arc - CH 43 - CH 45
Special Chapter - The Weight of Life
Forest Realm Arc - CH 46 - 49
Mystic Realm Arc - CH 50 - CH 57
Finale Arc - CH 58 - 60
Epilogue - Children of the Heroes
Prologue - The Hero of Spirits
Beginnings Arc - CH 1 - CH 8
Snow Realm Arc - CH 9 - CH 15
Crossroads Arc - CH 16 - CH 20
Special Chapter - Alphonse and Zelda
Ocean Realm Arc - CH 21 - CH 26
Desert Realm Arc - CH 27 - CH 33
Anniversary Chapter - Days with Rena
Fire Realm Arc - CH 34 - CH 42
Intermission Arc - CH 43 - CH 45
Special Chapter - The Weight of Life
Forest Realm Arc - CH 46 - 49
Mystic Realm Arc - CH 50 - CH 57
Finale Arc - CH 58 - 60
Epilogue - Children of the Heroes
The Hero of Spirits
As I walked through a dark forest in the early hours of the morning, trudging through the low mist, my only light was the one emitted from my fairy partner, Zelda. She floated through the air gracefully at my eye level, to my right.
“Are you sure this is right?” she asked me uneasily.
“Yes!” I replied excitedly. “The capitol city should be right up ahead, Zelda!”
“I don’t like letting you take the lead, Alphonse. You always get us lost!”
“Hey, that’s not true! I may be a little bad with direction, but there’s nothing to fear! I know exactly where I’m…”
My voice trailed off as we entered a large clearing. We were standing in front of a moblin fortress. We were spotted instantly. A blaring alarm began to sound.
“... Going.” I finished.
“Aw, damn it, Alphonse!” Zelda snapped.
“Ah, don’t worry, Zelda. This is nothing.” I said as I drew the sword strapped to my back. Moblin soldiers were charging at us like rabid dogs. “I just need five minutes...”
Prologue
My name is Alphonse. I’m a 15-year-old male with dark brown hair and golden eyes. I wear a white, hooded jacket with a pattern of black flames around each sleeve, the waist, and the rim of the hood. I also wear black trousers and black boots. I carry a sword strapped to my back as well. My partner, Zelda, is a light blue Forest Fairy. We’ve been together for three years now. When I was twelve, I found her surrounded by a pack of Stalchildren in the forest. I saved her life, and we’ve been best friends and partners ever since.
* * *
I sheathed my sword as I triumphantly stood before the bodies of twenty-odd moblins. The dead monsters littered the ground in front of their fortress. Just as I had declared before the battle began, I only needed five minutes.
“Good work!” Zelda said.
“Thanks. Now let’s get out of here.” I said, starting to walk off.
“Oh, no, not yet!” Zelda said angrily as she cut me off. “I’m going to fly up above the trees and see where the capitol is, and then you’re going to follow me! I’m sick of you getting us lost all the time!”
“Hey, I do not get us lost all the time! You’re just exaggerating!” I retorted.
“Oh yeah? What about the time we got lost in that cave and got surrounded by Stalfos? Or the time we got lost in the mountains? We were stuck there for a week! And also that time when-“
“Okay, okay, I get it, I get it!” I said in frustration, cutting her off. “Just go see where the capitol is, all right?”
Zelda flew high up above the tree line. Her light blue color stood out in the dark color of the morning sky. I heard her shout, “I can see it! It’s to the east!”
“See? I was going the right way!” I shouted as she flew back down to me.
“Alphonse, we were going west! Not east!”
“... Oh.” I said, embarrassed.
“You see? This is what I’ve been talking about!”
“All right, fine, I’m sorry. Lead the way.”
“Thank you. Now let’s go!”
Just then, a loud crash behind us drew our attention away from our destination. A large moblin at least twice my size had jumped down from the fortress roof. He was holding a large guillotine sword in his hand. Zelda got behind me. I could tell she was worried.
“You…” he bellowed. “You think you can get away with this, killing all of my brethren?!”
“Hey, they attacked me. Did you think I'd just let them kill me?” I said calmly.
“SILENCE!"
The enraged moblin boss lunged forward and brought his sword down through the air towards me. I leapt out of the way and drew my own sword. The blade crashed into the ground, and bits of dust and rock scattered in all directions.
“You want a fight? You got one.” I said.
We both stood opposite one another, our swords ready to strike. No one moved. No one spoke.
A bead of sweat rolled down my cheek.
Our eyes locked, each of us staring the other down, watching every sudden move.
The bead of sweat fell.
My right foot shifted forward. His did the same.
The bead of sweat splashed to the ground.
In that instant, our blades crashed together with an array of sparks and steel. Our blades parted, and I swung forward. He parried and swung back. I ducked to avoid the three-hundred pounds of steel that cleaved the air above my head. As I did, I pushed forward and cut across his stomach. Blood spurted from the wound. The moblin gasped for breath and growled angrily. He then continued to attack desperately, each attack more vicious than the last. I parried and dodged each strike as I moved back.
“Alphonse, watch out!” Zelda cried out.
I backed up too much and tripped over the dead body of a moblin I killed earlier.
“Damn it!” I breathed as I fell backward.
The moblin used this opportunity to strike. As he swung his enormous blade down upon me, I used the brunt of my arm to vault further backwards. The blade split the dead moblin’s body in two, as well as the ground beneath it. Using the momentum of my roll, I hopped to my feet and attacked again. Our blades clashed once more. Each of us struggled to gain the upper hand in this contest of strength.
“You will not survive this, human!" the moblin rasped.
I felt my arms beginning to give under his strength. There was no doubt that he was stronger than me. All I could do was grit my teeth as he forced me closer to the ground. Soon, he would overpower me completely. Fortunately, this was just the opportunity my partner could take advantage of.
"I'm not here for no reason, you know!" Zelda said as she rushed the moblin.
“Wha-!” he gasped.
Distracted by the fairy's glow in his face, the moblin stopped putting strength into the sword that pinned me in place. I did not miss this chance to escape. My sword grinded against his as I slid out from beneath its weight. Her job done, Zelda quickly darted out of harm's way.
"Curse you!" the moblin shouted.
Once more, I was faced with a heavy greatsword cleaving the air towards me. I ducked below the arc of its swing and swiped at the blade. Caught off balance, the moblin staggered back, and without missing a beat, I sliced through his chest. Blood poured from the wound as he struggled for a gulp of air.
“G-gauhh… Hahh… Hahhh…” he coughed as he fought to stay standing.
His grip on the hilt of his sword released, and it came crashing down to the ground. He tightly clutched his wound with his hand, but blood continued to seep through his fingers.
“My lord… I h-have failed you… Lord...” he said with his dying breath.
The moblin finally collapsed to the ground, with a thud and a splash of blood. His final word was nearly inaudible, but Zelda and I could make out what it was he said.
“Alphonse... did he?” Zelda asked uneasily.
“Yeah... He definitely said Malladus..." I answered.
* * *
Malladus is the name of the Demon King. He is an evil entity of enormous power, and one who is currently at war with the Spirits of Light, the sacred guardians of this world. The war between the Demon King and the Spirits has been going on for thirteen years, and Malladus has been slowly gaining support from the monsters that live in our world, such as the moblins. If things continue the way they are, the land will be lost to Malladus’s evil. That’s why I fight. I may not be able to stop the Demon King himself, but the least I can do is take out his followers. I want to do everything I can to help this world. That’s why…
... That’s why I’ll never give up.
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