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Chapter Nine Ghaslav and his knights dashed towards the statue, "Zamorak we bring you the lyre of Nympha!"he boasted, the lyre floated, it automatically approached the statue's lower left and it glowed yellow. The glow faded and a really small lyre was on the palm of the statue. "Since you have brought me the lyre, I will now have the ability to speak, and I will open my second left middle hand"a heavenly, evil voice said. The second hand opened as an earthquake occurred. In the palms of the statue was a curve image of a tree, white tree bearing many small fruits, no, not fruits, but small tiny crystals... "You want to carry us that whole tree?!"Ghaslav gasped, "It is small, for I am a god"the heavenly voiced replied, Ghaslav can't do anything, he must carry a large, heavy, white tree.... Tired and deeply sleeping... :pray:

Chapter Eight The ground started to be cold and icy. "Do we have enough climbing materials?!"Gladias asked furiously, "Well, I'm a Mahjarrat, I got no problem in jumping and climbing, it will only take me seconds before i could reach the top"Zaros boasted, "Can you please carry me when we are climbing?"she asked, "Sure... As long as you remain light not heavy"he agreed. The Trollweiss mountain was really high, almost a thousand feet high, but there was no choice. "I think the results will be: We climbed safely or die trying"she murmured. Zaros carried her on the back, he started to climb or jump all the way to the top(Note that he could jump fifty feet high, because his a Mahjarrat :o ), it took him an hour to climb up, the Zamorakians were miraculously floating in the air! An hour has passed, Zaros and Gladias reached the top safely, Zaros's face was full of sweat. "No more rest! Zaros, they are coming!"she screamed, the Zamorakians were near to the top. Gladias looked at her orb, a map appeared. The map had an 'X' mark, indicating that the lyre was there. As they entered the cave, a hungry, evil growl from an unknown creature was heard. THUD! A large troll with evil, red-blood eyes appeared. It wielded a long, large club made of wood. "Gladias! Go inside the cave and look for the lyre! Get it first!"Zaros ordered as he distracted the troll. She quietly passed the troll, looking at the orb. She reached a part of the cave that had a cliff, lava was just below the cliff. She looked up, the lyre was floating in the air, the only thing that will make her climb up was a.... "Bone rope?!"she complained to herself as she saw a rope made of bones hanging in the walls. She mumbled something and started to climb, "If you fall there, I'm sure you're going to be a toasted woman"an unfamiliar male voice smirked, she looked down, it was a young teen, wearing red robes. This stranger had short-black hair, he was thin, his skin tone was pale, and he looked rather weak. "You're a Zamorakian!"she gasped as she hugged the rope of bones, "General of Zamorakians"the stranger added as he grinned maliciously, "I am Ghaslav of Nardah, General of the Zamorakians, I order you to give me the lyre or else..."he ordered as he took out a bow and arrow from his robes. Gladias gulped and climbed upwards, she was only two feet away when- CRACK! The arrow strucked the ceiling of the cave, she looked down and saw Zaros holding the neck of Ghaslav, "Hurry! There is not much time!"he shouted, then a golden powder came out fromGhaslav's mouth, it was moving towards the lyre too, "Gu-cough-Good-cough-B-bye!"Ghaslav said as he grinned, he suddenly dissolved, the lyre too. "They got the lyre!"Zaros shouted in horror....

Chapter Seven The travel to Catherby only lasted for twenty-minutes, the village wasn't as fabulous like Draynor. The village structures are simply made from wood and other tree materials, a simple place, and a simple place to live in. They banked and prepared their items for the next journey to the Fremennik province. The travel to Seers' Village was long, it took two hours just to reach such place. Seers' village's building was like Varrock, the houses were made from fine bricks too. Just at the east of it was the Camelot castle, it's splendor was like Varrock's castle. They almost did nothing at the village, they just looked for stuff then left immediately. The travel to the Fremennik province was the most boring of them all, seven hours just to reach a place with many dead trees. After the boring travel, they decided to go to Rellekka to have some fine rest, "Do you think those Zamorakians will catch us?"Zaros asked Gladias, "No, I bet they are still in Catherby., and that's seven hours away from here!"she giggled, "Let us sleep for four hours? I'm already tired", Zaros agreeed and they approached a bar named 'Helly Phoenix inn and bar'. The bar was full of drunkards, especially the citizen of Rellekka. They rent two rooms, Gladias got the bigger room, while Zaros got the smaller one. They slept for five hours, they overslept an hour. "Let's drink"she offered, Zaros joined. "One juice drink, orange flavour"she ordered. "One Asgarnian Ale"Zaros ordered. Soon they drinked their drinks, a group of Rellekkians started to approach them. "Buy us some drinks!'the leader of the group ordered, "Why should we?"Gladias asked harshly, "You're answering lady?"a lady member threatened, "Whatever, losers!"Zaros joked, the group started to wield their weapons, the leader wielded a large, blood-red dragon sword. "Don't dare to fight us!"Zaros warned, he gulped, he slept for two-thousand years, is he good at fighting like before? As the leader was about to stab him, he quicly wielded his scythe which was hanging at his back then swung it really hard in the air. THUMP! The scythe's head slashed the leader's chest, there was blood coming out, the leader looked at him in horror. The leader's strenght was slowly coming out until... THUMP! The leader fell into the ground, dead. "You're using poison in fighting!"a member shouted angrily, they started to attack, but Gladias just swung her black scimitar and knocked them all down. "HELP!!! Assassins in our village! Kill them!!"the bartender screamed. There were hundreds of Fremennik guards rushing towards the inn, Gladias knocked thirty with fifteen slashes, Zaros on the other hand, killed thirty with just a five swings. The people all around Rellekka started chasing them, Zaros grabbed Gladias armed and run to the east. "Run faster! The guards are coming!"Gladias screamed, "Why don't we just fight?"he suggested, "It will take us years escaping from them", "Fine!"she agreed, "Attack!", both of them started to run towards their enemies. She parried every attack of her opponent, then kicked her another enemy that was on her back, she then stabbed the enemy in front of her. She kicked and punch another guard in the face, then turned around the kicked and punch again, she lunged forward a guard wielding a spear then slashed him. Gladias repeated her moves till the end. Zaros swung his scythe, it glowed white. Everyman the scythe strucked became ashes. He spinned then kicked his enemy, he then swung it to his right, killing seven people. The fight ended when the last twenty guards retreated, "Look!"Gladias shouted in terror, pointing at the south. The Zamorakians were near, they were only fourteen yards away. "Hurry! To Trollweiss mountain!"Zaros shouted as they dashed towards the icy mountain.......

Chapter Six White Wolf Mountain's climate was really harsh, snow fell from the sky making it hard to see, and the wind hard. "Your Honorable Ghaslav, we saw a donkey cart just twenty feet away from us"a black knight said to Ghaslav, "Kill them! They are the group of Zaros!"the seducing voice of the golden powder ordered, "Move faster!"Ghaslav ordered his troops, hey began running towards the cart. --------Twenty feet away-------- The eerie silence of the donkey cart was cut, the leader of the black knights ordered to move faster. Gladias started to panick, she and Zaros can't take them all down, especially the leader. "Move faster!"Zaros ordered his donkey as he whipped it. "They are moving faster than us!"she shouted in terror, "How is that possible? We are on a cart, they are just walking!"Zaros asked, "They are-No, I think they are trained in fast running"she answered, "Look! Wolves!"Zaros shouted, pointing at twenty wolves. "We can't fight them now! The black knights will catch us!", "I know!", "Any ideas?", "Why don't we just slide or jump at that cliff"Zaros suggested pointing at a cliff. "No! I'm afraid of heights!", "Here we go!"Zaros shouted as they slide from the mountain, Gladias started screaming. They landed safely, but the donkey's leg was broken. "We can't carry him"Gladias said, panting. "I know I can carry at least twety-eight items, how about you?"he asked her, "I can also carry twenty eight", "Good, wait here I'll wear my armor", Zaros took removed his clothes and threw them to the ground, he first wore his brassard then his platelegs. "We must run or walk all the way to Trollweiss mountain"he said, frowning. "The Zamorakians will catch us!", "No, the will have a hard time killing those wolves"Zaros replied. "We must go and bank in Catherby"Gladias said, "We might run out of food, "By the way what is Catherby?", "Oh my Gosh! Catherby is a small fishing village!"she explained.

Sigh, Can anyone please post. Please comment, correct me, blah blah, blah! The quietness kills me :ohnoes:

Chapter Five Zaros slept at the 'Fun Bar inn', he decided not to tell or explain Gladias about his past, 'She might be scared'he thought. He sold his party hat the next day and immediately bought a donkey cart, he stocked it with food that is enough for four weeks, some logs, tinderbox, and other items important in travelling. It was ten o' clock when he finally decided to leave, as he was about to ride the donkey cast, "You won't leave me, would you Zaros?"a familiar female voice said, Zaros was shocked and turned his head, it was Gladias. "H-how c-could you know that?"he asked in shock, "I asked the orb"she replied. "You can't come!"Zaros whispered, "I don't need you're help!", "Oh, do you think you know where are the other three items?"she asked as she grinned, "You're lucky to have that orb"Zaros murmured and decided that she will join. "Just don't tell that I'm Zaros!". "We are heading to..."she said as she looked at the orb, she gulped then said "Trollweiss Mountain!" -----At the Fortress------ "Tell us Lord, Where is the Lyre?"Ghaslav asked with respect, a golden powder was released from the statue. "Come with me!"a seducing voice said that came from the powder. One-hundred black knights packed and joined Ghaslav in finding the magical Lyre... --------Back To Zaros------ Zaros and the cart was able to exit the barbarian village safely, "Why don't we just take the wilderness? It's more easier there!"Gladias complained, "Don' be a fool, there are many monsters that are lurking there!"Zaros explained, Gladias remained silent, "Why are you quiet?", "Lu-Look!"she shouted like terrified as she pointed north, Zaros looked what was happening, his mouth opened widely. Black Knights of Zamorak, they were also moving towards them. "They are also looking for the items!"Zaros shouted as he saw a golden powder floating in the air. Zaros made the donkey move a little faster. The black knights were only twenty feet away from them, but still they entered the Taverly gate without a problem. They saw the black knights destroying every brick of the gate. Zaros knew that they will be the first one to reach Trollweiss because of the White Wolf Mountain.... Racing eh? :thumbsup:

Chapter Four Zaros started reading the boook from creation to Godwars, from Godwars to the five ages. Then all of sudden he opened a page that made him happy, his profile. Zaros Zaros is a Mahjarrat. He is regarded as hero of the Mahjarratan tribe and Al-Kharid. He fought the Empty Lord Zamorak at the age of eighteen, they were equally matched that none of them died. He is gone together with Zamorak when an explosion occured, there are no no longer information about his parents and his life. He sighed in relief, at least he knew he has the truth. Then the wind blew and turned the page, Zaros was shocked to see the page: Zamorak and his items Zamorak was the weakest of all the Mahjarrat, he became the Empty Lord because he was able to collect the six glorious items that ever existed in Runescape. Even though he became the most powerful, a spell was placed upon him, if he looses even one single item he will be something... 'Something what?'Zaros thought then he started reading again. Six items of Zamorak: Death Bringer- the Scythe of Death(Zaros was shocked to see this, he firmly held his inventory because the scythe was there) History of Death Bringer: Scythe of Death was crafted by the Imcando dwarves when Death threatened them that they will be destroyed painfully. The dwarves made the scythe from a strange metal and they enchanted it with death runes. Zamorak stole it from Death, if this weapon hits an opponent, the opponent will immediately die, even souls..... Lyre of Nympha- the lyre that controls mind and m\emotions. History of Lyre of Nympha: The lyre belongs to Nympha, a lady thief. She used it for making people sleep then steals all of their possessions, she was beheaded after they discovered her crimes. Her blood spluttered at the lyre that it made an unholy instrument. They tried to burn it but Zamorak stole it while it was burning. It wont work to someone who touched it already Hourglass of Destruction- used to know when will you die, can be used to change the time of the dath of a certain person. History of Hourglass of Destruction: When people asked Death to give them more time to live, Death made an hourglass that would state when will you die, you can change the time of the death of a person but not yours. Once a person touches it you will be protected from death changing. Orb of Truth- A purple orb that can show you a list of something, truth, and the past, but not your future(Zaros was shocked, Gladias has the orb :shock: ) History of Orb of Truth: A tree nymph with unending beauty and knowledge challenged Guthix, she wanted to find out who is smarter, she or Guthix. In the end, it was proved that she was more smarter than Guthix, Guthix got angry that he/she cursed her to be an orb of knowledge, and thus the orb was created. Scarab of Youth- Zamorak didn't had these, but he was able to control it's power(Zaros was shocked, again). History of Scarab of Youth: A gorgeous lady of Sophanem asked the Sphinx if there was a way to remain beautiful forever. The Sphinx answered "Youth shall return when the stars combines the sun's symbol". The woman asked other gypsy but none of them could answer her, until one day Death offered her to sell her soul and Death will give him the ingredients and the rest of her life she will be beautiful even at her death. She agreed and was able to make the Scarab of youth, she lived and died at the age of ninety-five but she is still beautiful and young. Zamorak casted a spell that connected him and the scarab. If anyone touches the scarab for a second, he or she will remain four-thousand years young. Mother of Crystal seed- Allows you to shape-shift. History of Mother of Crystal seed: Unknown, but it is believed that it came from Seren. Zaros closed the book, he knew what is his mission. To stop Zamorak from returning to his physical form. If that would happen, we are doomed.... Help me I need bios! :?

Chapter Three Ghaslav smirked as he found himself inside a fortress. "Black Knights, I command all of you kneel before me and Zamorak!"he shouted like crazy, the black knights, seeing he was carrying the statue, immediately kneeled down and started worshipping the statue. "Zamorak is now on a statue form, he must find the six items that fits his six hands. Those items had disappear more than two-thousand years ago. I believe that those items are scattered all around runescape, if they are not buried, they are in the hands of mortals"he explained. The land trembled, a strong earthquake occured, but it did not destroyed the fortress. As the earthquake stopped, the lower left hand of the statue glowed and started to open. A small image of lyre was revealed on it's palm. Ghaslav smiled maliciously as he ordered them to look for the lyre. -----In GLOVES------ All the members of the GLOVES started screaming, the earthquake destroyed every wall and killed almost all of the members. Zaros didn't even flinch, because he was a Mahjarrat. Gladias was screaming too, Zaros quickly pulled her out of a large ceiling that was about to fall. They climbed up the trapdoor, Gladias fainted. The earthquake was really strong that it destroyed al the pillars of Grand Exchange. Thousands were lying on the ground, dead. Only few survived the earthquake, this was the strangest earthquake that occured. For the whole part of Runescape had the same magnitude of earthquake which is quite impossible to happen. Other strange phenomenon happened, Karamja's volcano erupted, there was a thunderstorm at Falador which destroyed the half of their gates, meteors started to crash at whole Ardougne, plants started to decay in Lumbridge, and of course Varrock, there was a strong storm. Zaros left Gladias at the Blue Moon inn and proceeded to Varrock library, for he knew that these events were caused by Zamorak. 'Zamorak changed my history and now his changing Runescape's balance!' he thought angrily. The guards let him in and started searching for books, 'Zamorak can't change my history that fast! There might be some records left for me!'he hoped, he searched four hours and each book he found was still saying he is the Empty Lord. As he placed the last book he read in bookshelf- CLICK! The shelf was divided into two, a small table appeared from the ground, the table was old and was rotting, on top of it was a book. The book's cover was made from hard leather and was titled 'Unchanged and True History', it's pages were made from fine parchment. Zaros picked the book as his face began to release sweat. He sat down at a chair and began reading it....

Chapter Two A statue was nearly buried in the sand. The statue was made of pure gold, and it was in the image of a young man sitting in a throne. The statue had six hands and arms(three in the left, three in the right), each hand was closed. It was there for more than hundreds of years, and it seemed like a treasure that was not yet found. The sun scorched the wind blew hard, sending more sand at the staue, the head was nearly buried. The statue glowed and it released a gold-like powder in the air, it moved towards east, moving towards Nardah. The powder flew towards Nardah for a few minutes.... ----In Nardah---- Ghaslav was a seventeen year old teen, he had black short hair, he was thin, his skin was pale, and he looked weak. Ghaslav was a poor citizen of Nardah, he had no family, no friends, he had nothing. He was ONCE a slave of Awusah, the mayor. He was fired because he ate the chicken served for Awusah due to hunger. Tears fell from his deep black eyes, he had no place to go. A golden powder approached him as he exited Nardah, it surrounded him and he could hear voices. 'Help me! I will make you rich and powerful, just help me'a voice in his head asked. The voices haunted him until... He was now brainwashed, he quickly dashed to the west and he stumbled on the golden statue. With all his might, he pulled the heavy statue with only one hand. The powder once again surrounded him, and he disappeared into thin air, together with the statue... ------In the northern part of Al-Kharid--------- Zaros passed a mining area, as he went further north, the temperature seemed to cool down. He was amazed to see a fence seperating the desert and a street filled with grass. He dashed and jumped at it, the temperature was perfect and also the weather, "Hey!"an unfamiliar voice shouted, Zaros turned around and saw a lady wearing full camo and a black scimitar on her right hand, she had long, curly blonde hair, beautiful face and body, and was like nineteen years old. "That's illegal!"the lady shouted, "What do you mean illegal?!"Zaros asked angrily, "It is against the law jumping at the fence to have a shortcut!"the lady explained, "So what are you gonna do? Lock me in a jail?!"Zaros mocked and then bursted out laughing loudly. "No, as a GLOVES Captain, I am here to put a red star on your profile"she said as she sheathed her sword and took out a purplish orb that seemed familiar to Zaros. "Name?", "Za-Zaron"Zaros lied, then a list of names starting in letter Z appeared in the orb. "Wow what are you gypsy?"Zaros joked. "No, it's my orb it is only one of a kind, I found it when I was seven years old! You're not in the record of Runescape, you're a wanderer?", "Er-uhhh- Yes, I think so", "Well you must come with me to Varrock, and I will make you a citizen", "Where and what is Varrock?", "Varrock is the regarded as the main city of merchants, trading is always done there", after only fifteen minutes, they were able to reach Varrock. "Change your clothes to this!"she ordered as she gave a unisex shorts and shirt to Zaros. Zaros changed his clothes behind a tree :o . The city was large, the gates and walls of buildings were made from beautiful granite, there were many shops of different kinds. The most beautiful place was the town square, a fountain was built there, showing splendor and beauty. Almost 75% of people were wealthy, the most famous thing was a crown made of paper. "Why did you want me to change my armor to these clothes?"Zaros asked, "Zaron, Varrock has a problem with the Zamorakians, to prevent any harm, it is now forbidden to wield or wear weapons in this city"she replied with a sigh, Zaros's eyes widen, "What are Zamorakians?"he asked with fear in his eyes, "They are a bunch of weaklings worshipping the evil god, Zamorak. Thank Saradomin that Zaros was banished to another realm, he is much more evil than Zamorak as the golden tablet says"she replied in a high-pitched tone. Zaros luckily found a blue crown paper on the ground, "You're so lucky! Those party hats costs millions!"she said in jealousy. "What's you're name by the way?", "Gladias"she replied as they turned north of the large bank. They reached a place which they called Grand Exchange, it was large and the tiles were made of marble. "This is were merchants buy and sell"Gladias explained as she winked, Zaros and Gladias moved towards north of the Grand Exchange. There were only a bunch of trees and nothing special. "What are we doing here?", Gladias didn't replied she just pulled a vine and- CLICK! A trapdoor was revealed and both of them climbed down, "What is this place?"he asked as he examined his surroundings. The place was made of granite bricks, torches lit the whole place. "It's a secret base, this is the base of a secret clan called 'GLOVES'"she replied, "As in General Leaders Of Very Educated Spies", "Ohhh, I thought it was a secret?"he asked in a funny manner, "Yes it is, I'm going to let you join because you look tough", "Didn't you said a while ago, that you're gonna give me a red-red, what is it again?!", "Red star! We give it to people who do minor mistakes, once you reached ten red star then you will be jailed", "Okay...", soon they reached a place with many people wearing full camo, as they were passing, people started to salute Gladias. "Wow! You got a high rank here!"Zaros whispered. What will happen to Zaros? Gladias? Read more chapters!

Chapter One The stranger opened his eyes widely, he knew nothing. He knew nothing about his past, his life, no memory even a single moment, he has no name. He was on a cave, underground cave. He looked around and found a large insect-like monster, lying on the ground, dead and is only a skeleton. Beside him was a scarab, it was small but was filled with gems, he took it and put it inside his desert robes. He stood up and approached the dead monster, the insect looked familiar but he could not remember anything. Just inside the monster was a brassard, the brassard was made of pure runite, it was trimmed with true gold. Just below the brassard was a plateleg, like the brassard, it was also made of runite and was also trimmed with gold. He gently removed his robes and he wielded the armor. It was perfect and fit. He suddenly saw a weapon that was lying on the ground, it was a scythe. The scythe's head was made of metal that seemed whiter than steel, and the handle was like silver balls attached to each other. He carried it and found it was not heavy than it looks, he explored the cave and soon find the exit. He was now on a desert. He felt no hunger or thirst, he felt loneliness and emptiness. He proceeded east because he saw something there, a pass. He approached it and saw a sign 'Shantay Pass: Good luck on your desert journey!', he went closer to the man wearing leather armor, "What is in the north of this pass?"he asked curiously, "Oh! It's Al-Kharid, the most wealthiest city in the desert!"the shantay replied proudly, the city Al-Kharid was familiar to him. He reached Al-Kharid and was amazed. The city was indeed beautiful, the walls were made of hard and strong bricks, the temperature was cooler here and of course a worthy and pleasant place to live in. He curiously approached a structure that had many people there, there was a plaque on the wall 'Welcome to the bank of Al-Kharid!', he entered it and saw hundreds of people opening their vault, trading cowhides, selling miscellaneous items. As he took a heavy step forward the cashier, many people looked at him. People started following him and saying "Where did you get that scythe?" or "I'll buy you're rune (g) brassard, but he simply declined every offer. He furiously left the bank due to the pressure, he proceeded east. He saw a small school for children, they were discussing about something. He went nearer to hear their lesson: "As we all know, Zaros, the Empty lord disappeared, and thus Zamorak was able to declare himself as god, but we also know that Zaros is more superior than Zamorak. But Zamorak used the staff of Armadyl to banish Zaros to another world"the teacher explained to her students who were intently listening. Then moments of his past came back to him, he was Zaros. 'How could I be the Empty Lord?! I'm the one who protected this city when it was still a camp. "Ma'am what age and what year are we currently in?"a student asked the teacher, "We are in the fifth age and year one-hundred sixty-nine", with these words, Zaros was shocked, he was able to live sleeping for one-thousand and hundred sixty eight years! He suddenly hurried towards an oasis near the school, he looked at his reflection. His hair was hazel, and the eyes were deep brown, he was muscular and was undeniable good-looking. 'That can't be! We Mahjarrats can live fourty-thousand years, but at the age of two-thousand, one-hundred, eighty seven I should old looking!'he thought while shivering. Then it hit him(a hint not any weapon), the scarab of youth! The scarab was making him young all the time. But how about Zamorak? If Zaros didn't died of the explosion, does it mean that Zamorak is also alive? Wait for more Chapter and find out more!

I wasn't finish yet! The electricity went out... Sorry :lol:

Prologue: -The first year of the Fourth age- Zaros dodged every move and attack of the Kalphite Queen. He instantly slashed once again his dagger making a large wound the Queen's head, it fell into the ground and began to transform to its second form. Before the Kalphite Queen could transform, Zaros quickly killed it. It's body disappeared, leaving only a golden and jeweled scarab on the floor. 'Scarab of youth'Zaros thought as he grinned. The wind suddenly blew, 'Strange'he thought. 'Wait a minute! That can't be! I'm in an underground cave, how could the wind come this far...'he fearfully thought, someone clapped, Zaros turned around. A man wearing gold robes was there, the stranger was young and good-looking. "You are indeed very clever, Zaros"the stranger said. "Zamorak!"Zaros hissed, "Surrender the scarab, or your small and pathetic camp will be destroyed"Zamorak warned, "I'm not a fool, I will never give you the scarab"Zaros replied fervently, "You're the one who is a fool, you are the only Mahjarratan that helped the humans"Zamorak said, "Join me, surrender the scarab", "Never! You killed all the Mahjarrats and now you want me to join you!", "Is that so, I guess I will have to kill you!"Zamorak hissed as a scythe popped from his hand. "Scythe of Death!"Zaros gasped in fright. "Oh I've got it only last year"Zamorak smiled as he swung the scythe dangerously, Zaros dodged and tried to stab Zamorak, but it missed. The two were both equally matched, each of them parried every attack, Zaros was nearly stabbed, Zamorak was nearly slashed. The fight lasted for hours, it stopped because of- "The hourglass of Destruction!"Zamorak gasped as an hourglass fell from his robes, "NOOOOO!!!", BOOM! There was darkness all around the eyes of Zamorak and Zaros, what happened?, I do not know, for the past will reveal itself and will repeat itself....

Before I would start my speech, I would like to ask an early apology to those who will be hurt. Here it goes... History is a list of events, many are true and few are lies. I am going to say that Runescape's history are all lies. To those who believe in our history, I do not bring trouble in your mind but the truth. Even the colors that symbolizes our gods are all mistake, Zamorak's color is gold, symbolizing greediness, for greediness controls the mind and brings destruction. Saradomin's color is not blue but white, symbolizing purity and light, I'm not finish yet, there are still many things to discuss. Zaros is a known as the 'Empty Lord', and known as the true leader of evil. Zaros's name is cursed by women and men, even the children used his name as a villain in their games. Zaros isn't evil, and all about his profiles are all lies. The story focuses Zaros and his journey, the prologue will tell us about how Zaros became the Empty Lord.

Chapter Five Krown was called from his bed four o' clock in the morning. He entered the throne room and found several items lying on the floor, "Pick seven items there and packed them at that bag"Roald said as he pointed at a table with three bags on it. Krown picked one and took a tinderbox, an axe, a small sack of food, three bottles, and rope. As he stood up, the door opened. Two people came in, the first person was a young lady that was about sixteen years old, she wore steel armor and wielded a runite sword, her hair was long and curly blonde, her beauty was for a goddess. The second person was a man and was almost thirty, he wore steel armor but is trimmed and he wielded a sword that was called 'Silverlight', his hair was short black, his face had few wrinkles and a few pimples. "They are your teammates, they will join you in your journey"Roald said, "My name is Kristel"the lady said, "My name is Sir Prysin"the man replied and bowed. "My name is Krown"Krown introduced, "Where is your first destination?", "Sophanem, it's nearer", "Here take this money, buy some desert robes and waterskin"Roald said and tossed a small pouch of money. As the group was about to leave, Roald called them again, "I forgot, take this hilt"Roald said and gave the golden hilt, and they left just like that. ------After three hours------- Krown and the group was able to reach the Shantay pass at exactly seven o' clock, "Ay mateys! Want to buy some waterskin and desert robes?!"a shantay asked, "Is there anyway to reach Sophanem without having problem?"Prysin asked the Shantay, "Of course! Use the magic carpet just outside of this Shantay!"the shantay replied, "Magic carpet?"Kristel asked curiously, "Yes, they will fly you up to a certain point"the shantay replied, "If you are heading to Sophanem or Menaphos use the magic carpet outside of this pass then head Pollnivneach then go to the station of it and you will be able to reach Sophanem or Menaphos in just twenty minutes, but still you must buy the equipment to survive the desert", Krown bought the equipment for the three of them and rode the magic carpet all the way to Sophanem. After only twenty minutes they were able to reach Sophanem safely. Sophanem was a large city, the walls were made of bricks and it really looked ancient. The Sphinx patrolled the place and was full of knowledge, "Sphinx, do you know were to find the jewels of Sophanem and Zilyana's sword?"Krown asked politely. "The twin-ruby jewel you say?"the Sphinx gleefully said, "The first twin is at the high priest's magic wardrobe, be careful for you see is not what it really is, the second lies beyond knowledge, a triangle where royalties go, be careful by thy Amascut", "What do you mean?"Prysin asked fervently, the Sphinx remained silent. "I think he said that the first jewel is at the High Priest"Krown replied as he scratched his head, "Where do you think is the High Priest?"Kristel asked Krown, Krown pointed at a large building, the building seemed to be the largest and oldest building in Sophanem. They entered and found the High Priest, the High Priest was full of ruby jewelries, he has a large ruby bracelet on his right hand, a ruby necklace, a hairdress that was color yellow and purple and had a ruby on the middle. "Umm... Are you the High Priest?"Kristel asked nervously, "Why yes, I am the High Priest of Icthlarin, what can I do for you?"the priest asked, "We are looking for the two jewels of Sophanem"Prysin said as the priest looked at them curiously, "We believe you have the first jewel, can we have it in the name of Saradomin?", "Never will I give the ruby to anyone foolish enough!"the priest mocked angrily, "For the sake of Runescape! We need the gem or else..."Kristel warned as she quickly placed the blade of her sword at the neck of the priest, "I would surrender it.... In one condition"the priest said nervously, Kristel removed the blade from the priest's neck, "Find the jewel in my body"the priest said as he smiled maliciously, "That's quite impossible!"Krown interrupted furiously, "Choose or leave?!", "We will choose"Krown replied forcefully, they began looking at the body of the priest, but it seemed all of them were fake. Then Kristel got an idea, she proudly said to the priest "The jewel is not in your body its in your magic wardrobe!", "H-How c-could y-you know t-that?!", "Simple the Sphinx told us about a magic wardrobe"Kristel explained, the priest sighed, "I would give it!"he said forcefully, the priest took a yellow ball made of candle wax from a chest, he threw it to the ground and- WHOOSH! A wardrobe appeared from the ground, the priest opened it and browsed it, after a few seconds he gave the jewel. It was a ruby and it fitted at the hole of the hilt. "Do you know where the royalties go or the place were the second jewel is?"Krown asked the priest, "Questions... Oh the second is at the Jalsavrah tomb, the great mummy guards it, beware of the traps"the priest advised with a sigh.

Chapter Four Krown gently closed the book, the large, mahogany door opened. He saw Roald and about four guards entering the room, "So how is your sleep?"Roald asked with a smile, "F-fine!"Krown replied forgetting that Roald was the king, "So do you know your quest and mission?"Roald asked, Krown gasped, "What quest?!"Krown gasped, "I suppose that you have already read the book"Roald said, Krown nodded, "You are the general of Saradomin". "W-what?!", "No more questions and have this ang go to the bank and have your armor!"Roald said as he handed down a rusty, golden key to Krown. Krown left the castle immediately and he approached the bank, "Where is the vault of this key?"Krown asked a banker as he showed the key, the banker was amazed and pointed at a staircase leading to the top. Krown went up and found treasures of Varrock, he tried to open the padlock but it won't budge, 'Strange'Krown thought, then he caught a glimpse of an old, dusty door. He placed the key to it's keyhole and- CLICK! The door opened, Krown entered, the room was dusty and full of cobwebs, the floos were made of only cement. He accidentally bumped at something, he looked at the thing that was lying on the floor. It was dusty, dirty and of course old. He cleaned it using a towel that was also on the floor. To his shock, the item was dragon platelegs! He cleaned the inside and wore it. He looked for a head gear, he found a Robin hood hat. He also found a Verac's brassard that was upon a table. 'Awesome!'he said to himself in excitement, he left the room and locked the door. As he entered the castle, someone applaused. He turned his head and found Roald clapping, "Go training!"he ordered while jumping in joy. ------After two months------ Krown was able to master the skill in swordfighting, but he still didn't accepted the quest. "Accept it! For the sake of Runescape!"Roald shouted as he stamped the floor. "I don't want!", "You will!", "Neve-" BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Krown and Roald ducked as the walls of the castle suddenly bursted. They checked the Varrock square, the whole place was burning, thousands were screaming. "Zamorakians..."Roald whispered in horror. "What happened?!"Krown asked a badly-wounded man that was lying on the ground, "Za-Zamora-rakianssss"the man said as he completely died. "What are the Zamorakians doing here?!"Krown asked the king, "They know it! They know about you!"Roald shouted in fear. ------------Not far away in Wilderness----------- Jack, General of the Zamorakians looked at his red orb. A figure of an old man appeared at the orb, "General! We saw the General of Saradomin! He still didn't accept the quest, but I'm sure that the event that we have done will make him do it!"the man said as he smiled in excitement. "Good! Make sure that he will do it!"Jack exclaimed as the man in the orb disappeared. Another figure appeared, "Drokaz! I want you to ally with me, let us destroy the Genertal of Saradomin"Jack offered the man, "Why would the noble men of the Claws of the Devourer help the Zamorakians?"Drokaz asked angrily, "We all know that Amascut is the goddess of destruction and Zamorak is the God of destruction too"he smirked, "The General of Saradomin will soon go to Sophanem and collect the missing piece of Saradomin's ultimate power, so would you like our group to be destroyed by Saradomin's general?", "Hmmmhhmm, is that so? We will help, we will steal the missing piece from Sophanem"Drokaz said and disappeared from the orb. Jack laughed evilly, "Let the game begin"he whispered sarcastically.

Chapter Three Three Saradominists monks entered the castle of Varrock, each of them carrying a strange item. The first monk carried a vial with a bluish liquid, the second carried a vial containing white powder, the third carried a mould for a hilt. The guards bowed as they entered the main door, the monks entered the throne room. "At last! You have come to do the ritual!"King Roald exclaimed, "We are here to do it"the first monk said as he bowed, "Can we see the hilt?"the second monk asked, King Roald showed it, there was a change in the hilt, it had two large holes in it back-to-back. "T-That's the h-hilt of Zilyana!"the third monk gasped, "Can we please begin it!"Roald asked in excitement. They all went up of the castle, the ritual was about to begin. The first monk gently transferred the bluish liquid at the mould that was upon a table. The second monk sprinkled the powder that made a circle around the mould. The third placed the hilt at the mould, the bluish liquid overflowed. The liquid scattered inside the circle, strange indeed because the powder acted like a gate to stop the liquid exiting. The monk whispered an incantation that was in elven language, the king watched it curiously. The liquid and powder levitated, it was mixing itself in the air, then a medium-sized, glowing, white sphere was formed. It quickly flew towards east, "What was that for?!"King Roald asked the monks, "We will know who will be the new General of Saradomin..."the monks replied. ------After 24 hours------- Krown opened his eyes, he felt that he was lying on a soft cushion, 'That can't be, my bed is only hard'he thought, he stood up and looked at the bed, it was a bed for rich people! He curiously examined his surroundings, there was a large door made of yew, the floor was made from marble and granite. He approached a large table made of fine mahogany. There was only a book there, it's cover was hard leather, it's pages looked old and almost crumpled. He opened it and read it carefully: After the GodWars, Zilyana, General of Saradomin, left the dungeon and decided to live peacefully in a place which we call Varrock. She was able to marry an elf, she had three sons. Her first son was an elf and was named Lletya, the second was a human and was called Sophanem, the third was also human and was named Varrock. They grew up quarreling for only one thing, Zilyana's sword. Zilyana's sword was said to be more powerful than the Godswords. Zilyana soon grew tired of the fight, so she divided the sword into three pieces. The hilt went to Varrock and stayed at his home, while the two rubies on the hilt went to Sophanem and he left and moved towards south east, the blade went to Lletya and he left towards south west. The power of the sword disappeared, it will come back when it is united. A prophecy was made that Varrock's children will have the general of Saradomin, the main question is, who is the prophecied one?

Chapter Two The merchant grinned, he was about to be rich. "This is an heirloom of my family!" the merchant shouted at the mob and showed a golden hilt, "It is said that it is the hilt of Zilyana's sword!", "I'll buy it seven-hundred thousand!"a member of the mob offered, the crowd cheered, "I'll buy one-million and five-hundred thousand!"another member shouted, the cheer became louder, "I'll buy it! Seven million!"a man shouted, "No! I'll buy it twenty million!", "I will buy it for seventy million!" a man offered, then all of sudden, the Varrockian guards rushed to the place, together with King Roald himself. "What is the commotion here?!"King Roald angrily shouted, "Your Highness, we are having a business about this hilt"the merchant said as he showed it to the king, Roald's eyes widen in shock, "I'll buy it two-hundred million, that's final! Wait here I will get the money!"Roald said as he left and proceeded to the castle. -----After one hour-------- Krown woke up, it's already nine o' clock. He took a bath, then he wore his cream shirt and shorts, then he left carrying his new 'Airbolt' broom. He exited the shack and proceeded to the eastern gate of Varrock, as he was passing the Varrock square, he saw a group that was gossiping. He went nearer and looked, "Here is the money"a man in royal robes said as his guards placed three large and heavy chests at the merchant's caravan. The merchant handed a beautiful, golden-hilt to the man. "That's King Roald! His buying that hilt fot two-hundred million! What a waste of money"Krown heard from a gossiper. He left the crowd and approached the eastern gate. All of his fellow janitors looked at his broom, they were admiring it. He heard some of them saying 'I'm so jealous!', he ignored even the teasing of the others. He just swept the streets all day while admiring his own broom. It was now five o' clock, the skies turned dark, black clouds rolled over the sky, "Look!"Krown heard from his fellow janitor who was pointing at the sky, he looked up, and there up in the sky was a medium-sized, glowing, white sphere. It was moving towards him, then there was darkness.... That's all he could see, darkness, and he lost his senses..... ~End of Chapter Two

Chapter One Krown swept the streets of Varrock all day, he was a janitor. Krown wore a cream shirt and shorts, he had short brown hair, his body was masculine, and of course handsome. When he was still a baby his parents abandoned him to a cook, when he reached the age of ten the cook died, and all his life he became a janitor. The only thing he owned was his old, long oak broom stick, and a small shack. "Line up!"an old man wearing red robes shouted. This man was the one who gives money to the janitors everyday. Luckily Krown was the first one in line, he recieved fifty golden coins. He instantly dashed towards the bank while carrying his broom, he was still halfway from the bank when all of sudden, his broom snapped like a twig. He threw it to the ground in disdain and proceeded to the bank. 'I will buy a new broom made of yew!" he thought in excitement. He entered the bank, "I would like to access my vault" Krown said gleefully, "Yes sir, bank number and key code?" the banker asked curiously, "Number 53987, code Ferondal" Krown replied, the banker browsed the key holder that was at the cashier table, after a few minutes, the banker gave Krown a small and silver key which had a Ferondal at the handle. He approached a stair leading to a room with hundreds of vault, he walked towards the first vault, it was locked with a padlock, he inserted the key and- CLICK! The padlock opened, as he opened the vault door, Krown saw only a chest in the middle. He opened it and found three-hundred golden coins, he took all of them, he locked the vault again, he gave the key back to the banker. He proceeded to the General store, "I'll buy a broom"Krown said to the shopkeeper, "Yew? Oak? Willow?" the shopkeeper asked, "Yew, brand Airbolt", "That costs three-hundred", "Deal"Krown replied giving the shopkeeper all his money, the shopkeeper climbed the ladder, Krown waited until the shopkeeper came back with a large, rectangular box. "Here ya go"the shopkeeper said and smiled. Krown carried it until he reached his shack, just south of Varrock square. The shack was small and had only one room, the only furniture there was an old, small bed. He gently placed the box it at the bed. He gathered some twigs around his shack, and placed them on the sand(outside the shack, not inside), he made a fire and cooked a stew. After eating, he went back to the shack and opened the box in excitement, and there just inside the box was a long, dark-brown polished-handle broomstick, on the top of the handle was a silver plaque and it was inscribed "Airbolt", he admired every single angle of the broomstick, it was perfect. He slept after admiring it. ~End of Chapter One