7Visionaries: Aligned
A Visionaries: Knights of the Magical Light fanfiction
By H.R.C. Stanley
Prologue
Far away, in a distant side of the galaxy, the people of the planet Prysmos lived in an age of peace, justice and great technology. They took control over all of their sources of energy and power, and enjoyed a shared life of comfort and ease for 7,000 years. However through, this wasn't to last, for the realignment of the three blazing suns of Prysmos signalled the end to the age of science and technology. When all of the electrical energy had been depleted from the world, an age of magic began, but it would take some time before the peope would believe this. Years turned to decades, decades turned to centuries, and as the old global order eventually collapsed, a new and more primitive order rose from the ashes. With this, civil unrest grew like a plague of hatred, and war was inevitable; a war between the just and honourable Spectral Knights and the fearsome and tyrannical Darkling Lords. Knowing that the balance of power between Darkstorm, leader of the Darkling Lords, and Leoric, commander of the Spectral Knights, could easily be tipped, both searched frantically for a miltary advancement. Soon, they would find their shared desire atop the bordering Iron Mountains, where the ancient and ambiguous sorcerer Merklynn and his mystical lair reside. It was there where he offered the two sides magical powers of a like unseen by mortal eyes; knight-like armour with a talisman affixed to each, based on a certain creature, that would grant its bearers the ability to transform into said animal as well as enhance their skills and virtues. However, while the Spectral Knights hoped to use this power to restore hope and prosperity to their once-thriving kingdom, the Darkling Lords desired to abuse such power for their own gain, to dominate and enslave. So from there on, the Battle of the Visionaries, the War for Prysmos, truly began...
To be continued...