[Story] Depths of Daemonheim

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-- Chapter 1 -- The Fifth Army --

Year 169 of the Fifth Age, Castle of Daemonheim.
Infusco touches the statue of the Dragonkin. It's broken, but retains its majesty.
-We see again -says Infusco to the statue-. I've waited more than you can think, if you could. The negligible humans changed the calendar, which make me think I've waited pretty more. Ah, if Zamorak was still here... -Infusco writes ''Year 169 of the Fifth Age, my research, following Bilrach's steps, starts.'' in his diary- But this will change! A new age starts, and we have the best of the allies! Our passage to the Age of Darkness! You should have seen what has Gielinor been transformed in... It is... The waste of an impossible era... No! No... I will let the races live... But my pain will never finish; the humans grabbed our lifes and destroyed them, but... they will live. They will return to the Earth, with their fellows. If you lived to see this... you would see the resurrect of our race.

Infusco teleports to the frozen chamber in the southern part of the God Wars Dungeon. He points to the floor and unfreezes it. There's a hole. He goes down.
The Fifth Army, imprisoned by the Saradominists in the Ancient Prison of the God Wars Dungeon is there. Waiting for their freedom. Waiting for vengeance.
-My fellow followers! -says Infusco- I've talked with the Great Lord! It is time for you to wreak your havoc in Gielinor! The time for vengeance, and a new age! -Infusco points to the door at the far edge and it breaks. Four mages with ancient robes come out and wait at the sides of the prison.
The majestuous Nex approaches Infusco, flying gracefully.
-All those who oppose us will perish.
-My dear Nex. The time is now.
The frozen door breaks and the Fifth Army comes out. All the followers of the four gods look at them, with a feverish chill crossing their bodies. They fulminate all the followers, except the Zamorakian ones. The cave is a graveyard of races.
The God Wars Dungeon collapses, and just when the Army of Zaros teleports with Infusco, crushes the remaining generals of Armadyl, Saradomin and Bandos. The Zamorakians smile.

-We've reached the castle of Daemonheim -says Infusco to the army-. The bottom of all these dungeons has our reward. General Nex! Lead your fellows to the bottom and be sure... to exterminate all the monsters who lie below.
Nex screams with a spooky voice.
-My revenge will be great!

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-- Chapter 2 -- Betrayal Between Brothers --

Year 169 of the Fifth Age, Witchaven Dungeon.
-Why would you do that?! -exclaims Strisath- I feel sorry about your lose... but we have orders. When they leave Gielinor, we will return the darkness. Not before. You could kill millions of lives!
-Isn't that my purpose? -says Sakirth, irritated- Jared was my best friend... And a great scientist... but no. The extremly intelligent Guthix decided to give us light instead of checking if there were any races. Have you even forgotten about your dear Yann?
Strisath looks away.
-The past is the past. I've overcomed my lose, and you should do the same. Some of the descendant of the humans don't even know that they came from the other plane. And it was Guthix himself who decided to bring them here. I won't take part in your plot, and I hope that you let it go.
Strisath leaves the dungeon.
-GRRRRRRR! YOU WILL REPENT! THE SMALL RACES ARE DOOMED! INFUSCO IS A NAIVE LEADER! -shouts Sakirth.
The Dragonkin goes to the rubium mine and looks the resources. With a finger snap he teleports them to the surface of Witchaven.
He passes his hand over the ores and they turn into a seeping liquid. He gets into the sea and begins diving.
After some kilometres, he founds what he was searching: the Kingdom of Aqua.

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-- Chapter 3 -- Balance, Nature and Hope --

Year 1 of the First Age, Blank Plane.
Isaac walks into a cave, north of the plane. There is a large passage. There's a cave entrance to the east; he crosses it and finds a large room emanating energy; in the centre, a big stone lies. Isaac approaches slowly, curious. He decides to touch it.
In the reflect of the eyes of Isaac, he sees pieces of memory.

Jas in an infinite dark space.
Jas sighing, creating a blank plane.
Jas gifting the plane his beloved treasure, the Stone of Jas.
The Stone of Jas is placed in a cave, north of the plane.
The Stone of Jas awaits its pretender.

Isaac looks at himself and sees a slightly invisible green tunica. He feels that something has changed; he feels more energised. A wish to give life to the world.
He creates a small earwig with personality and mind. He places it near the cave entrance.
-Thou will be the guardian of life, and since now, I shall be known as Guthix, the god of balance. A large life awaits you in Gielinor.


The Stone of Jas awaits its pretender.

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-Life shall now be made in this world, bringing with balance.
Guthix extends his hands to Gielinor. The action creates forests and seas, rivers and mountains, life and balance. Light.
The god of balance hears some horrible screams. He examines the land. Some creatures start to contract, painful and blind. Most of them suicide, to finish their pain. He sees one of them trying to extend his hand to one of the others, but he's immobile. The creature starts to scream and cry, but other two of the race take him, trying to flee, to hide somewhere dark. Guthix sees in their eyes madness.
-No evil race shall destroy the peace of Gielinor, native or incoming. Native race of Gielinor, you shall be cursed to eternity to guard the artefact of your creation, the Stone of Jas. You shouldn't have been made, but I will not destroy you.
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