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Chronicles of Eden: Eden's Reconciliation IV

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“Here they come. Gypsy-” J looked to her and saw she was frolicking in the grass. “You’re doing fine.” J sighed happily.
The three of them came on their horses, save for Duane who flew instead. Duane was the first to salute J. Leandra gripped his hand and hugged him. Lastly Altair shook his hand and bowed.
“I am glad you have come my people. I promised that I would send someone to check on you this is her.” J gestured towards Gypsy, who was chasing butterflies.
“Her?” Leandra cocked her head.
“Lord, are you certain?” Altair inquired.
“Of course. She may not look like much, but she is a good woman and she will make sure Eden is protected. I am sorry, but I must be departing. I have lingered in Eden for too long and the Earth needs me. Gypsy will make sure your world is in perfect condition I promise.”
“What?” Altair started, but J crinkled his nose and sneezed.
“Were fucked.” Duane voiced.
“You don’t think we know that?!” Leandra snapped.
“Don’t speak to me like that! What gives you the right!?”
“Enough both of you!” Altair mediated.
“Shut up, Dwarf!” Leandra barked.
“Excuse me, Elf?” Altair furrowed his brows.
“I believe she told you to SHUT YOUR GOB!” Duane yelled.
“Excuse me.” Gypsy Pried.
“WHAT?!” The three of them barked at her like a trio of rabid dogs.
“Eek! I… just wanted to say… maybe you could talk out your problems.”
They all looked at her with sour faces and angry expressions. “God gave us you.” Altair started.
“What a waste.” Leandra continued.
“Has he forsaken us?” Duane asked.
“Am I not good enough for you three?” Gypsy was on the verge of tears.
“NO! Now stay out of our business!” They yelled together.
“Very well.” Gypsy sunk her head and departed to the Tree of Knowledge.
“You are not my Ally Elf and neither are you Fairy!” Altair drew his hammer.
“Same here!” Leandra lifted her spear.
“Looks like we all agree.” Duane began. “Let us depart and hope we never have to deal with each other any longer!”
“Agreed.” Leandra and Altair spoke in unison and trekked to their horses and homes.


Heretic skimmed the ground with her staff. She placed the bones of a bear, the bones of a fox, and the bones of a snake on the ground. Heretic raised her staff and enchanted the bones. From the Bear bones rose a fearsome man, who stood nine feet tall. He wore armored boots with spikes on the soles, armored pants, and armored sleeves. In his hands he carried a gigantic battle axe. From the Fox bones rose a beautiful woman with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She stood five feet tall and wore a fine jeweled skirt with a breastplate. In her hands she held a composite bow. Finally from the snake skeleton an obstinate creature rose. He was lean, and muscular and stood 6 feet tall. From head to toe he was coated in black armor. In his arms he held a kite shield and an arming sword.
“You tall one.” Heretic called to the mighty man who stood 9 feet tall. “You are a Troll. You will kill every single Dwarf. Salt their soil and burn their houses.”
“It shall be done. What is my name?” The Troll nodded.
“You’re name is Mikhail.” Heretic looked to the woman. “You. You are a Huldra. You are the murderer of all Elves. Slit their throats and piss on their feasts.”
“I shall Milady. What is my name?” The Huldra curtsied.
“You’re name is Yvonne. And finally you.” Heretic pointed to the 6 foot creature.
“You are an Ogre. You’re people are the bane of Fairies. You will slaughter them with ease or you will perish. Understood?”
“Yes. What is my name?” The ogre kneeled.
“Your name is Craven.” Heretic smiled wickedly.
“Now hold still my children because Momma’s gonna make us an army.”
Heretic spread wide her arms and zapped the three. From their wickedness spread five hundred of each race.
“Now go! Go forth and take Eden for Hell!”
“FOR HELL!!!!” The Races yelled together.


Under the tree of Knowledge Gypsy slumped.
“How am I supposed to protect Eden if her people hate me?”
“You’re not supposed to protect it.” Solomon walked to her.
“Solomon, what do you mean?”
“You are Eden incarnate. Her people are your people. They need you know more than ever.”
“What? Why?”
“I was flying over Eden earlier and I saw a woman, a Fallen Angel, making Races. I believe she is going to try and kill us and take Eden for Hell.”
“That’s terrible! We have to stop her!” Gypsy rose.
“Then get on my back and let us be off to warn the Races of Eden.”

Just gonna set the stage for the next issue. Think you guys are gonna like it. 

Beginning (1): technoattic7.deviantart.com/ar…

Rising Action (2): technoattic7.deviantart.com/ar…

Rising Action (3): technoattic7.deviantart.com/ar…

Climax and Conclusion (5): technoattic7.deviantart.com/ar…

Original story told by R. Lore
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