Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28856385-20170225180111/@comment-26426764-20170226014410

"Oh great ones of the past..." Father began. His heart was racing as he began to close his eyes. His staff whirrled in front of him like a propeller. "I request your powers... Unseal the sealed. Return what once was..." In his mind, he pictured everything he desired in the world. Ebott's awesome power crushing all opposition... His race ascending to greatness, the Demons entering Richter's Utopia... This was one of the major parts required to breaking the seal - His own willpower. He concentrated and continued with the ritual. Günter was clearly unsettled by the strange lights and weird things Father was saying, but continued to stay guard. Father swallowed as he continued onto the second part of the spell.

Now you see, breaking a sealing spell is quite the bit harder than actually sealing something away. You need all the artefacts, you need the willpower to break it, not to mention the sheer magical power you'd need to break the spell. It is a prison, after all. So one wouldn't be surprised when Father began looking tired. He gave everything he had to this spell - He wanted the best for his people! This would be his will! This would be what would bring Ebott back!

Suddenly, Father felt he was elsewhere. Somewhere not where the spell was, a voice spoke to him... Familiar and yet, so alien.

''"Heinrich... Your wish... Your will... I will grant it all." ''He opened his eyes and was faced with a shadowy figure that soon turned its back.

"R-Richter?!" He blurted out, but the figure walked off. Father found himself back where he was originally. His staff slowly floated back into his arms, and the room lightened up again. Everything was where it was and he wondered if he had dreamt the whole thing, if that stress was really getting to him. He turned to Günter, who only had his arms folded and an eyebrow raise. He sighed and stood up... Yep, the flowers looked just about the same, too. Maybe the spell hadn't worked, and this time they were certainly doomed for failure. He sighed deeply. Wiping the sweat off his head, he began walking back to his room to sulk once more.

And then he felt the ground shake.