Sagar2025, Dark Elf — Conqueror of the Arch-Ruin

[Sagar2024]

Sagar2025, Dark Elf — Blade of the Eclipse

The eerie silence of the Arch-Ruin weighed heavy as I approached its towering gates. Once a fortress of shadows and ancient malevolence, it stood defiant — a Level 7 ruin, cloaked in black sorcery, guarded by horrors twisted beyond mortal comprehension. Few dared speak its name. Fewer returned.
But I am not like the others.
I am Sagar2025, born of moonless nights and forged in forgotten wars. A Dark Elf without a master, a conqueror without fear.
My blades, tempered in moonlight and etched with voidsteel runes, hungered for battle. Behind me marched my chosen: assassins bred in silence, riders from the Umbral Plains, and beasts summoned from nightmare. We moved through the cursed woods, deaf to the whispers that tried to turn weaker minds.
As the outer defenses rose to meet us — skeletal knights, shrieking banshees, and cursed warlocks — I struck first. With every slash, shadows peeled away like dead skin. Arcane blasts tore the air, but I danced through them, each kill sharpening my purpose. The ruin screamed, its very walls resisting our presence. It knew we were not here to wound it.
We came to end it.
My forces carved a path through the darkness, pressing deep into the ruin’s core. Each corridor fought back — traps laced with madness, rooms that folded into other dimensions, voices that begged in forgotten tongues — but I pressed on.
Then the air shifted. Power, ancient and cold, surged from beneath the stone. The ground trembled, and from the black mist came another force: Hlecter, the Undead.
His arrival brought silence and certainty. We nodded — no words needed. Side by side, we stormed the heart of the Arch-Ruin.
There, in the final chamber, stood the monolith — the Heart of the Ruin, pulsing with pure corruption. The black crystals around it glowed like stars on the brink of collapse.
I lunged, blades flashing like lightning through smoke. Guardians fell. Shadows screamed. I carved my way to the monolith and drove both blades deep into its core. It resisted — gods, it resisted — but I did not falter.
Hlecter’s necromancy joined my assault, unraveling its protections.
With a final roar, the monolith cracked.
The ruin began to fall.
As its towers crumbled and the dark sky gave way to moonlight, I stood atop the broken altar, victorious. The cursed black gems — once seething with power — now lay dormant at my feet.
The Arch-Ruin was no more.
And I, Sagar2025, had conquered it.

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[freeharika]

Please, make your story longer. You can read stories of other players who got the reward in order to inspire yourself.

[Sagar2024]

Thanks for tip, trying to make story with ally in it. Hope this looks better.

[freeharika]

The rewards are waiting for you on the server.