hello I have stolen your face and if you must know I did it while you slept I've lived millions of years and I've never seen a face like yours so polished mesmerizing perfect and in my honest opinion you did not deserve it you humans call me Jester God of faces because I wanted you to know that I am the one who took it from you and I hope that one day you'll see this as a good thing however if you have the foolish notion of trying to get it back then I invite you discover the
most important words a man can say and come and find me I'll show you a God's [Music] Hospitality imagine for a moment you wake up in your Castle bedroom with a strange dream you think as you rise and prepare for the day the servants knock at your door and you allow them in but something's wrong you knew something was wrong when they stayed at the door instead of walking in to serve you your tea but still you try to act normal they scream monster they cry as they call for the guards and you protest but
they won't have it they can't even look at your face your face you think back on that dream there's no way you run to the mirror but the guards catch you before you can see and you are arrested blamed for The Disappearance of the king for the murder of the king and taken to the dungeons to await trial you look up from the dungeon floor at your reflection in the wall and indeed it was no dream you have no face your face is not there you can still see smell hear but your face is blank
you sigh your rage bruise up how dare that ins significant bate God Smite you for its pleasure no that won't do you'll find this Jester this joke of a God and show him the king's Hospitality trial comes quick Ure paraded through the city's streets and chains King Slayer they Shout At You monster they cry you reach the Judgment grounds and the city looks down on you from above sneering glaring you people blaming you for the murder of their King you're right in front of them how can they not see when will this night May end
the high Warden walks up to you and glares as he sentences you you are to be banished to The Wilds never to be seen again you look over them your own subjects they should be on their knees do they not recognize their King even without his face do they not see see your Splendor your aura The Carriage drops you off at the edge of the forest in a ragged shirt and broken chains it appears that your aura is not enough you look over your belongings a small pack of a day's rations a wooden stick and
the quill along with some rough blank pages how kind of them you think as you slump in the forest and Tears start to well up your life everything you knew is over you cared for this Kingdom genuinely wanted to see it succeed to seeds people fed and cared for but now no one cares no one remembers you stare at the ink quill in the pack and you sigh as you take the quill and write on the page my name is vas the rightful king of Solace and this is my [Music] story you look into the
campfire at night it's been 6 weeks since you were banished and hunting rabbits won't last you much longer you stare at the fire and inside that you see your Castle your people your kingdom then the Flames Flicker and dll is lost you sigh when you hear it the branches splitting your eyes perk up that sound means one of two things either your dinner or your dinner which is it the child's face answers your question small and pale who are you you ask the poor girl and she runs off you stand to follow her and as
you give Chase you think to yourself chasing a young girl in the woods how far are you fallen of course she would run from you you have no face you're a monster but what if she's in danger what if she needs your help you're interrupted by the sight of a celebration a small town down in the woods cheering you dust yourself off and put on a straw hat to hide your face and walk up to meet them what's so exciting you ask a stranger the king they shout the king is dead your face drops which
king surely not King vas of course the wicked Tyrant King of Solace Tyrant King well that sounds like a stretch the wicked evil disgusting King who's ruined us for the last decade ah yes you say I hate him as well but what did he do the man snears nothing nothing at all he sends us no soldiers for protection no food in the winter no help at all you frown you've never even heard of this town and yet they were depending on you and you failed them could you tell me more you ask him where am
I he smiles back this is white run a small Village in the Wilds we aren't the richest or the brightest but with the King dead a lot of us are moving back to Solace to escape the eclipse the eclipse you ask the eclipse he responds some say it happens once the stars are aligned in a certain order others say when we've angered the gods regardless it's the moment when the moon turns red and with it come Terrors from the Beyond from the void unknown creatures again which there is no battle no combat only the mercy
of death it wasn't supposed to happen in our lifetime someone must have done something he looks right at you as you look into the sky at the Moon why have I never heard of this before where are you from traveler Solace the capital you nod those strong walls protected you for you the eclipse would have been something festive something to celebrate a shiny red moon in the stars but for us on the outskirts it meant death in all manner of ways who knew the time for celebration in the capital would be so so gruesome for
many You Look Away to spot a group of carriages they are indeed leaving but but not everyone what about those people you ask as you point to them the people with no families around them no care carriages or horses nothing oh he frowns they are the ones who are staying he smiles as he waves to you and leaves you and you're left there watching watching the poor sads no family to leave with no courage to take them anywhere the one to remain as the town's people leave and you watch their carriages descend The Horizon towards
solace you are left alone in the now empty town along with five other people the ones who remained mostly children age from 5 to 11 and among them you see the girl from The Forest the one who saw your real face what are your names you ask them and they reply Lynn Esme Lucas Trill and you you turn to the young girl from the forest Karina she replied eyes and you nod and look at their faces well Lynn Esme Lucas Trill Karina do you want to die in 5 days they shake their heads and you
nod then listen to the words I say you wait for a moment then add something else and never touch my straw hat we'll start training in the morning why you turn to Karina who looks at you it's best is it because you're a monster she asks you you stop no I I'm a human an ugly one she told us about you well beauty is subjective and not yours as my smiles and they laugh that night you make a campfire in the town and to the cross from the children and as I sleep you write in
your book the story of how you met them of what you must now do you sigh this is going to be hard you start them on sprints teach them how to use the sword the bow the axe daily swims for endurance fortify the town walls Place traps in the forest day after day after day and in the nights you read about them the void creatures of the eclipse they are said to be colossal horned entities with a mischievous intuition for battle and the Keen smell for innocent blood they prow the Earth during the eclipse trying
to find sacrifices for their forgotten God oh woman but they will find none here you meet the kids by the campire and laugh with them as asme tells you of her life as a farm hand Lucas is a baker's boy Lyn and Trill The Sibling slaves and Karina the run of the litter no one knows who she is or where she's from really she just turned up one day and they started taking care of her you write it with your quill not the story of vase the Tyrant King but vas the one who remained and
the man who aimed The Impossible who sought to protect the outcasts from the void creatures of the [Music] Beyond it's a calm night when the moon turns red you stare at the forest from the top of your fort and call out orders for the children man the catapults bar the wall hold your ground the voidlings materialize then and the novels do not do them Justice horns like Spears shoulders thick as trees and malevolent eyes eyes trained right on you but you're ready to battle you shout as they take on the fort's walls you grip your
spear leap over the wall and take on the beasts you don't remember much from your days as a royal anymore you remember this this Art of War this song of Steel you lay waste to the beasts from behind the wall smashing horns against trees and striking the demons with the full weights of Castle Forge swordsmanship you've never fought this hard in all your years and you're beginning to understand why you Exile the beasts to the realm of death and the children support you with arrows and rocks from above the wall first wave passes and you
resist them and the next and the next but as you fight you realize it you can't stay here the wall is already crumbling and it will not hold much longer the best bet you have is to make it to North Bay the closest town with walls and pray they can save you and so you beckon the children to pack their things as you fight and you run for your life you tell the kids to keep running when they stop behind you and scream at them when they do not obey look at them with the emptiness
of your face run you shout trying to scare them and they remain we won't leave you you hear Karina says and A Tear wells in your eye please you ask let me do this for you you look to Karina begging and she looks back at you you have to win you have to come back to us then she nods and runs and they follow her and you sigh finally you grip the sword in your hands and look off at the approaching Abominations hungry beans of evil intent onlay your people you hold that sword Tighter and
finally understand what it is that you've been missing in what it is that you've lacked all this time one does not need a face to rule nor a crown you raise a sword in front of you and think back on the years you've spent behind the safety of castle walls they deserve the same and you will provide it you will be their wall and die here today cuz their shield in the darkness the approaching creatures stop when they see you waiting for them and a truly abominable void creature steps out from among them it must
be their General it hulks like a mountain with shoulders like icebergs and eyes sharp as a dragon Fang eyes trained on you your armor falls off broken and as if out of respect the void General takes off its own armor and stares down at you none will interrupt you both this final dance is yours alone your final chapter but you will not sit quietly you are the Fallen King of Solace protector of those who remain and as you've written the account of your new life in those rough Pages you will not stop here this is
your story your sword is your pen and you will write the ending the void General darts at you with the speed of an ember and you Embrace in this deadly Walt it matches you sword for sword blow for blow it's slum brain body does not slow it down and with the speed of a gel it leaps from blow to blow weaving together sword forms like webs of silk webs in which you were trapped you Endeavor to make up for the size difference but it is both faster stronger and more conniving than anything you've ever faced
before it is better and you know it and when you fall for its fate you know the end is near it shoves you to the floor with its hunkering sword and you look up at the bleeding moon think upon your life the life while lived and when a sword replaces the moon above you and hangs above your head you accept it the life of a king You Close Your Eyes thinking first of the children then of the moment you lost your face and what the God said to you in that dream find the most important
words a man can say and as you die there you think about them the most important words you couldn't know but as the sword Falls the only words that come to mind are the words that have guided you to this moment from the ignorant Tyrant King to the protector of men you take a breath I want to change time stops and the sword freezes above you inches from your skull hello there you recognize a familiar God of faces a many headed slithering beasts covered in faces thousands of faces and you look at it as it
watches you it seems you found your words you could almost laugh why are you here you ask him and he laughs don't you want your face back what good would that do me leave me you worthless God and he smiles you forget dear child I'm the God of all faces not simply you yours The voice gets closer which would you like you think for a moment then your eyes a light and a smile make me a void creature you awaken a new like they thought of you the void General's eyes lighten fear as your body
starts to change no longer the small meager human the powerful void entity a match in size a match in strength Fang meets Fang in a whirlwind of death there there is no blade craft footwork fancy steps and dais your posts you're Gladiators and the world is your Arena you bite his leg kick his lungs claw his mouth and scratch out his eyes you and the void General engage in a blinding Battle of Fury testing your metal you match claw with claw and grow stronger with every second of this experience this unending Rush of power inside
you none will quell this wrath none will go beyond this line you've drawn none will harm your [Music] children when the sun breaks through and you lay down beside the corpse of the Void General and his men the sun forms a circle above your head a trick of the light no doubt but a crown all the same all you can do is pray it's been little over a day since you and the others ran away from the monsters but you trust in him you have faith that he'll come back to you you look over the
walls at North Bay and you and the other children hold your breath when a figure approaches through the trees a lumbering void creature with evil eyes one of their generals you prepare for battle and call the alarms but then you realize it it's alone and settled with an army and that's not all there's something about the way it walks the way it holds itself up that creature is not an evil one you're sure of it regardless of the form it's taken you know that feeling anywhere the intrinsic feeling of being safe feeling that you felt
first in the forest and feel again now that creature is not your enemy regardless of face no matter its form that creature is your shield in the darkness your refuge and the void your [Music] king please make sure to subscribe if you enjoyed the story because a lot of you aren't subscribed and that would really help the channel and by the way I started a patreon so please check it out for my scripts or simply to support the channel channel so I can make more videos more frequently and at a higher quality also join the
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