Somewhere deep within the Dark Forest…
Rise, my child, defend our race… we will not be defeated… not like THIS…
Earlier on…
Knock-knock!
Barrex: “What do you want?”
Looking straight ahead he saw nothing…
“Down here… yoo-hoo!!”
Lowering his eyes, our hero saw… a DWARF!
Barrex: “What? What is this? Who are you and what do you want with me?”
The dwarf: “Please, sir. Be polite.”
Barrex: “Polite? I am a Dark Elf, the most sinister creature ever and you expect me to be polite? You fool… Tell me what you are doing on this land before I lose my patience and crush you under my foot!”
Dwarf: “Ok, ok… I have a delivery for you. Please sign here.”
A delivery? Our hero thought… Can it be? Is it finally ready?
Dwarf: “I can see on your face that you can’t wait to get it. Ok then, follow me.”
Following the dwarf, our hero got to the western shore of the land. Curiously waiting to see if the wait is finally over, he has yet to realise the surprise that was about to come. As the fog cleared, Barrex couldn’t believe his eyes.
Barrex: “What is the meaning of this?”
Dwarf: “Yes, it’s finally here. Happy Island. How do you like it?”
Barrex: “Is this some kind of joke? Are you mocking me? This is not what my goddess ordered. What happened to Hellbound? You were asked to bring it back to the surface and restore it so it would look just like before it sank three thousand years ago. What are the Dark Elves supposed to do with a happy island? Do you think we or those dinosaurs that somehow appeared from the sky almost a year ago need to have fun?”
Dwarf: “That’s what it says on the sheet… don’t blame me, I’m just the delivery guy… Blame the chief dwarf, NCSoft. Huh? Where did that come from? I meant Maphr. Well… I’m off now. Enjoy it, it seems fun.”
This can’t be happening. It’s outrageous. We have been waiting for the last two hundred years for nothing. How will Shilen react when she hears this?
Dwarf: “Hey, mister”
Barrex: “What? Haven’t you done enough for one day? What do you want now?”
Dwarf: “Guess I have done enough for one day. Well if you want I can come back tomorrow, makes no difference to me. I still have one week left before I have to deliver this new kind of armour to some level 80 guy. What I wanted to tell you was that it seems you’re right. There has been a mistake and that we delivered Hellbound in the place this happy island was supposed to be instead of bringing it here. Oh well… it happens. I’m sorry about the mistake, but you know how we dwarfs are. NO REFUNDS! That would be 2,147,483,247 adena and a pair of high heel boots so you can see me next time.”
Barrex: “Here you go, now get out of my sight.”
Dwarf: “Oh, and one last thing. It seems that we accidentally brought this extinct race back to life in the process of restoring Hellbound. I think they were called The Kama Elves or something like that. You probably don’t care, just thought I should let you know. Bye!”
The Kamaels are back to life? This is not happening. Our worst enemies… ALIVE?
Meanwhile, on the Isle of Souls...
"We are finally back to life. Those wretched Dark Elves resurrected us. They thought they could get their hands on Hellbound without awakening our spirit. Just like always... they will regret messing with us. Get ready for battle, my soldiers. The era of the Kamaels has begun!"
Barrex: “My Queen, I'm afraid I have bad news.”
Shilen: “Child, what are you talking about? You are a Dark Elf! You know no fear. I am aware that the Kamaels are among us again once again, but there is no need to worry, I have fate in your powers. Now go and train, a long fight awaits us.”
In two days, sounds of clashing swords could be heard all around the world.
The two races fought each other with powers the Earth has never seen before and in the end it seemed that the Dark Elves would win.
All of a sudden the world shook and the mighty elves' worst nightmare came true... Walking towards them from the shadows was a Berserker. And not any Berserker, but a Berserker holding Zariche.
Meanwhile, somewhere deep within the Dark Forest…
Rise, my child, defend our race… we will not be defeated… not like THIS…
After training intensely, Barrex got to level 80 and was a mighty Bladedancer. Gathering his strength, he moved as fast as he could to the combat field, but he soon found out he was too late. All his comrades were hurt beyond recovery. They were dead. Hearing some sounds from his right, he carefully approached the source and, to his surprise, saw that the only standing person was the one he had fought against over three millenniums ago.
Barrex: “Hello, ColdBlood. Nice to see you again.”
ColdBlood: “Can it, Barrex. You're not enjoying this any more than I do. I see you're all grown up. How did you get your hands on those blades? I didn't feel the ground shake.” he said, pointing at Barrex's hands.
Barrex: “What, the Akamanah? You fool, the ground didn't shake because you got Zariche, it shook because I got Akamanah! Now prepare to be defeated.”
ColdBlood: “So, hotshot... you wanna fight me?”
Barrex: “Fight you? No, I wanna kill you...”
As those last words came out of their mouths, the fight started. Both sides seemed to be equal in strength, but in just a moment, the Dark Elf threw the Kamael on the ground and put one of his swords on the enemies neck. Seeing the rage in ColdBlood's eyes, he punched him.
Barrex: “What, clown? Feeling angry, humiliated, is that it? Fool, you don't know what humiliation is... Don't worry, I will teach you its bitter taste just as you have thought me... ME, a warrior elite. I am a Dark Elf of royal blood, the last of my kind. And on my shoulders rests the glory of a now extinct warrior race. Whole civilisations once trembled at the sound of my name. But you didn't, did you ColdBlood? And at your hands, your common hands, my honour and my pride, the foundations upon which I always stood, began to crumble at my feet. It was at your hands that I suffered my first great humiliation, surpassed by a piece of low-level TRASH! It is time to take back what is mine. I will not live my life as your second. That time is over. Every breath you take is an assault to my honour. But no more! By my blades you will be cut down inch by inch, the way you have cut down my PRIDE!”
ColdBlood: “You know what your problem is, Barrex? You're all words!”
With one swift attack ColdBlood sent Barrex flying towards a stone wall. Both sides were now fighting with full force. Trying to destroy the other side, the warriors gave the best they had.
In a desperate explosion of rage, Barrex began attacking ColdBlood with a speed never seen before in the world. The Kamael couldn't take it and fell on the ground looking dead.
Severely wounded, Barrex started heading back home. He knew the battle was won, but he also knew it wasn't all over.
The war rages on...