Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Rezar sat with one leg over the arm rest of his throne, he leaned back as he clasped his arms and levied a fierce gaze on Priest. The old man was still on his knees, only this time the location had changed, and they were in the throne room as opposed to being out on the street. There were quite a few guards within the throne room, with one of them being Jason who had a fierce look on his face, almost as if he wanted nothing more than tear the frail old man apart.

Rezar didn't know what to think about this current situation. He was definitely supposed to be happy that priest was still alive, he had not given up looking for the old man, but the truth of the matter was that it seems Priest's own disappearance was a choice all of his own. Which means he vanished into thin air after the Rejuvenation as a matter of choice and not unforeseen circumstances, making Rezar the King of Morte Bianca utilized precious resources and time worrying for his safety and looking for his Teacher and advisor.

"Where the fuck have you been Priest? I'd like to believe that you have a good explanation and a damn good story to go along with it, that mind you aren't lies old friend. At the moment I'm torn between jumping for joy and hugging you, or sinking my fangs into your neck just to see how long you can last when I decided to drain your blood one small sip after the other. Frankly speaking killing you is having the larger support, I'm sure Jason will like that."

"Unequivocally your majesty, this man should be drawn and quartered from the amount of stress he has put us all through. We should smash his head to, I've never seen a more annoying human being. How could you just disappear like that! I was forced to look for you from one end of Morte Bianca to the other you absolute Imbecile!"

Rezar was caught off guard by Jason's tirade. He honestly didn't think about the stress he had placed on the undead minotaur to look for his old teacher. In the process of looking for someone important to him, Rezar had neglected and stressed those who he was important to. It was quite ironic, but he would do better from now on. Such acts were not fair at all.

"My apologies your Majesty, I have no idea what came over me." Jason quickly apologized as he shot Priest a deadly glare, not at all caring for his dumbfounded gaze. Rezar waved his hand in Jason's direction to let him know it was okay.

Rezar looked at priest as the old man raised his bowed head from the ground, with the look on his face, most would say that Priest looked remorseful. However, this was the same man who taught Rezar the intricacies of politics, and the way to act in different situations to get what you want. It would be really stupide and naïve of him to trust any expression that's etched allover Priest's face. The only thing that would probably make this easier on everybody was the truth, and nothing but the truth.

"I am sorry Your Majesty for causing you so much stress, I do have a proper explanation for my absence all this while. I didn't leave your majesty; I was taken; or better yet it would be much simpler to say that I was summoned"

"By whom?" Rezar asked with a little bit of annoyance inn his tone, who would be so stupid to summon the advisor of a king, and why would the advisor be so stupid to answer the summon, putting precedent over his own King's authority to the point that he has been away from the one he swore to serve for more than a fucking year! To say that Rezar was pissed by what Priest just said would be an understatement, but at the very least he would let the old man finish.

"Not by whom your majesty, but by what. No mortal being has a higher authority than you, it would be incredibly stupid for me to answer the summons of someone over my duty to serve you."

"Then what is this thing that has enough power, even more son than me that it would summon you away from my side?" the Sarcasm in Rezar's voice was so thick and palpable you could probably physically feel it, however-

"The Necron!"

The ensuing silence was so thick and fell with shock and tension, While Rezar could check to see if Priest was lying, he didn't think the old man would lie to him about something like this. But then again it didn't make that much sense, but then again it could also make sense. Technically speaking, Priest was the oldest living being in all of history, and not because he's never died, but because with each life that passes, he has always and steadfastly retained all of his memories.

Usually memories fade after or begin to fade after a third reincarnation, but Priest never lost any of his memories. He retained them all vividly, and this was because of one particular weapon, treasure or whatever name it could be called. The Necron was simply known as the book of life and death, it could twist reality and rewrite its laws in a variety of ways, especially when it comes to the aspect of death.

It was what made it possible for Priest to Retain every last memory from all of his previous lives without having lost any of them. the man was probably the most knowledgeable individual in all of Elysium. Except something was new, there was nothing he didn't know or understood. From customs to religion to hidden or lost history. And all of this was made possible by the Necron, a tool of death created by necromancers who went on to become the first vampire kings, thousands of years before Rezar's time.

"There's much you don't know about me your majesty; much that I've not said to you. I know I told you my ability to retain my memories for every lifetime was because the Necron was used on me, however that was not the case. I have this form of immortality because I was once the owner of the Necron, I guess you could say I was the last vampire king of an ancient world. Our kingdom fell, not because we were attacked or had the whole world turn against us, we ruled all that was under the sky.

My civilization fell because each of the vampire kings at that time, the eight prime progenitors of the vampire race's eight bloodlines began to fight for control and ownership of the Necron. We let our pride and hubris guide us, until we destroyed ourselves, much to the amusement of the goddess of death and the tool we wanted to possess. The Necron is a part of her, a split personality of the goddess of death with a significant portion of her powers.

At the end of that fight, when all that was left was ash and ruin, only one king was left standing. And even then I was on my last legs, but death didn't matter to me, as long as I had the Necron I knew I could conquer her; conquer death. I can't begin to tell you how foolish I must have been, to want to use death to conquer herself. I was foolish, but I didn't know. Instead what I got was a curse. And a supernatural tether that bound me to the servitude of the Necron and the goddess of death as cleric forever in their servitude for all my reincarnations.

I was summoned this time, because a new master of the Necron has been chosen, and the bestowal is supposed to happen as soon as possible as there is a great evil that has come to Elysium. The new master of the Necron can only be one forged and born of the flesh, bone, blood and energy of death herself. The Vampire King, first of his bloodline, and king of the Bone horde of Morte Bianca; His Majesty Rezar Deathwind!

I was sent to prepare you for the gauntlet that would show your worthiness in becoming the new master of the Necron, and to deliver the quest Death has for you." Rezar was shocked…. A bit. He wasn't being arrogant or anything, but somehow, he always felt that a time will come that he would own the Necron, it seems like the day has finally come.

"But Priest, what Gauntlet are you talking about?" Rezar asked as he raised an eyebrow.

"Death is a respecter of no man and is fair as she is unfair to all that lives and breathes. She can come for you anytime, and as such the opportunity to master her will be given to all that draws from the wellspring of her vast conceptual powers. Every death class holder in Elysium and beyond the veils of dimensions will know you are the master of the Necron, and they will come for you. One after the other to defeat you and become the next master of death.

The challenge will never end, until every last death class holder is dead. Which brings us to the quest. KING REZAR OF MORTE BIANCA RECEIVE THE DECREE AND QUEST OF THE GODDESS OF DEATH AND YOUR MOTHER; DARKNESS!"