Marco stood up, stretching his muscles. The cave was silent, except for dripping water.
Suddenly, a low voice spoke from the shadows: You have potential, Marco Valenti. But Ruby's power is a curse.
Marco spun around, eyes straining in darkness.
Who are you?
The voice chuckled.
One who knows Ruby's true nature. Her curse can be broken... if you seek the ancient ones.
Marco demanded: Show yourself!
Silence.
The voice ignored his request.
Frustrated, Marco tried a different approach: What or who are the ancient ones?
And how do I break Ruby's curse?
The voice replied:
Ancient ones are old gods, forgotten by time.
They wield power beyond Ruby's wildest dreams.
To find them, seek the Oracle in New Orleans.
The voice gave Marco a vision of the Oracle – a mysterious woman with piercing green eyes and long, curly brown hair.
She'll guide you to three ancient artifacts.
Collect them all, and Ruby's curse will be broken.
Marco arrived in New Orleans, the city alive with jazz music and mysterious vibes.
He followed the voice's map to a hidden jazz club in the French Quarter.
Inside, the Oracle sang on stage – her voice hypnotic, powerful. Marco approached her after the show.
You're the one, she said, eyes gleaming. Ruby's curse can be broken, but first you must gather three ancient artifacts.
The Oracle handed Marco a map with three locations:
Tomb of the Moon Goddess - Egypt
Caverns of the Sun God - Mexico
Temple of the Sea God - Japan
He thanked the Oracle and flew to Egypt immediately.
Marco arrived in Egypt, the desert sun beating down on him. He rented a jeep and drove to the Tomb of the Moon Goddess, deep in the desert.
As he approached the tomb entrance, he felt Ruby's presence. She appeared beside him, eyes blazing.
You'll never break my curse, Marco. This tomb will be your grave.
Suddenly, the tomb entrance exploded – a massive stone beast emerged, attacking them both.
Marco combined his Scar strength and healing magic, fighting back. The beast swung its tail, knocking Ruby back.
Marco seized the moment, unleashing a powerful blast that destroyed the beast. Ruby vanished, vowing revenge.
He entered the tomb, solving ancient puzzles and avoiding deadly traps. Finally, he reached the inner chamber – and claimed the first artifact, a glowing moonstone.
The stone pulsed with power in his hand. Marco felt his abilities growing stronger.
Next stop: Mexico and the Caverns of the Sun God.
As he left the tomb, Marco received a text from an unknown number: Meet me in Mexico City. I have information about your curse.
Who could it be ?
Marco met Kila in a quiet Mexico City café. She was stunning – long silver hair, piercing violet eyes, and porcelain skin.
You're the one who texted me, Marco said. What do you know about my curse?
Kila smiled mysteriously.
I know everything. Scar isn't just darkness, Marco, He has light within.
A warrior spirit that protects the weak .
Marco leaned in, intrigued.
Scar was once a powerful warrior, Kila continued.
He served Ruby, a goddess of darkness. But Scar fell deeply in love with her...
Marco's eyes widened as Kila revealed the shocking truth: Ruby banished Scar's soul into your body, Marco.
Erased his memories. But when Ruby cursed you, Scar's spirit awakened.
Marco felt his mind reeling. He was a vessel for Scar's soul?
Why did Ruby curse me... us? Marco asked.
Kila's expression turned cold.
To punish Scar for his defiance. And to break his spirit completely.
But I can help you, Marco.
Together, we can defeat Ruby and free Scar's soul.
Marco decided to trust Kila for now.
We must leave the city and travel to the place where it all started, Kila said.
A mystical land called Tenebrous.
Marco agreed, and they flew to the edge of the world, where the skies grew dark and the seas evaporated into mist.
A hidden portal swirled with purple energy. Kila stepped through, beckoning Marco.
As they entered Tenebrous, Marco felt Scar's power surging. The land was scarred by battle – ruins stretched as far as the eye could see.
This was once the realm of gods, Kila said. Where Ruby and Scar fought their final battle.
Suddenly, visions assaulted Marco's mind:
Ruby and Scar standing together against armies of darkness .
Scar defeating a powerful demon, saving Ruby's life .
Ruby turning against Scar, banishing his soul .
The visions faded. Marco stumbled, gasping.
What did you see? Kila asked.
Marco described the visions. Kila nodded solemnly.
Those were Scar's memories. Now you know the truth. Are you ready to face Ruby?
A dark palace loomed in the distance – Ruby's fortress.
Has He marched towards the fortress with Kila.
Marco woke up in his New York apartment, gasping for breath. His right hand throbbed with pain.
He looked down – a new scar had formed, shaped like a cloak. Suddenly, visions flooded his mind:
The ancient one's words: You are not prepared , you can't go inside unless you won't to get yourself killed , you can't defeat Ruby not like this , go back , do has I told you before , find those artifacts.
Marco realized the scar was a message from the ancient one – a cloaking symbol, granting him temporary protection and hiding from Ruby's wrath.
He stood up, determination burning within.
Marco would prepare himself, gather allies, and return to Tenebrous stronger than ever to defeat Ruby .
The battle for his soul – and Scar's – was far from over.
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heart of a hero
Marco stood outside the Ancient One's door , his heart pounding in his chest. He had said goodbye to Sophia, Nana, and the others, promising to return victorious. The Ancient One opened the door, his eyes serious. Are you prepared, Marco Valenti? Marco nodded, his voice firm. I'm ready. The Ancient One stepped aside, allowing Marco to enter. The chamber was dark, lit only by a few candles. The air was thick with the scent of incense. The Trial of Power awaits you, the Ancient One said. But first, you must face your greatest fear. Suddenly, the chamber began to shake. The candles flickered wildly, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Marco stumbled, catching himself on the wall. What's happening? he asked, fear creeping into his voice. The Ancient One's eyes glowed with an otherworldly light. scar dark side is coming for you, Marco. Are you prepared to face it? The chamber shook violently, and Marco struggled to stay on his feet. The Ancient One's eyes blaz
the courage to carry on
Marco lay in bed, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. He had no desire to do anything, no desire to face another trial , no desire to be a hero . Fear of what might happen or what he might see had paralyzed him.The Ancient One sensed the hero's spirit dying.He entered Marco's room, his eyes filled with concern.Marco... you must not give up. The trials are not meant to break you, but to test your strength.Marco turned away, his voice barely above a whisper.I'm not strong. I'm just a killer with a fancy name.The Ancient One sat beside him, his hand reaching for Marco's heart. But he hesitated, not touching it.You have a good soul, Marco. I have seen it in your actions, in the way you care for those around you. Do not let the trials make you forget that.Marco looked up at the old man, surprise in his eyes.You really believe that?The Ancient One nodded.I do, Marco. I have watched you since the day you arrived. You have a heart that is pure and strong. Do not let
When heroes falls
Wind howled around Marco, sand stinging his eyes. He squinted, raising his arm for protection. Suddenly, the wind died down, leaving an eerie silence.Marco stood at the edge of an abyss, staring into darkness. A figure emerged from the shadows – his dark self.Marco, we meet again. What a pleasant surprise, his dark self said, a sly grin spreading across his face.What are you doing here? Marco asked, wary.I am here because you are here, his dark self replied. You are about to face something tremendously dark.But... I don't want to do anything like that, Marco protested. I'm supposed to face the Trial of Wisdom and receive the Crest of Wisdom. What's supposed to be dark about that?His dark self chuckled.Let me show you.He raised his hand, and an illusion appeared before them. Marco's eyes widened in horror at the image.This... this is what you're supposed to face, his dark self said, his grin growing wider.The illusion showed Marco standing in a desolate landscape, sur
The door within
The Ancient One stood before Marco, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.The Trial of Wisdom awaits, Marco Valenti. Are you prepared to face your greatest challenge yet?Marco steeled himself.I'm ready. Let's begin.The Ancient One nodded, raising his staff. The air shimmered as he drew intricate symbols on the ground – the Trial of Wisdom.These symbols represent knowledge, logic, and intuition. You must solve the trial's puzzles and riddles to claim the Crest of Wisdom.Suddenly, the chamber filled with a blinding light. When the light faded, Marco found himself standing in a vast library filled with ancient tomes and mysterious artifacts.A figure approached him – an old man with spectacles and a kind smile.Welcome, young warrior. I am the Guardian of Wisdom , Solve my riddles, and you shall claim the Crest.The Guardian handed Marco a parchment with the first riddle: What can be broken, but never held? What can be given, but never sold?Marco furrowed his brow, puzzling over the r
Crest of the gods
As Kila and Marco turned to leave, Kila suddenly tapped his shoulder.Wait, look down there , Is that not Ruby?Marco's eyes widened in shock.Ruby! What is she doing here?Kila's expression turned grave.She must have learned about the artifacts' importance to you. Someone must have told her...Marco's mind reeled. Who could have betrayed him?Before he could speak, he spotted another familiar face beside Ruby – Leo, his former friend.Leo... what is he doing with Ruby?Lyrien, the collector, approached Ruby, bowing low.Welcome Ruby , What a lovely surprise. When you sent word you wanted these artifacts, we weren't sure if you'd make an appearance yourself.Ruby shushed him, her voice low and menacing.Take me to the artifacts and Stop all this hovering.Lyrien nodded, leading Ruby away towards a private chamber.Marco and Kila exchanged worried glances.What are we going to do? Marco asked.Kila smiled mischievously.Our original plan: steal the artifact. If we're too late and
Deep down the darkness
Marco stood frozen in horror as the vision faded. His dark self stood beside him, its expression unreadable.Welcome to the Darkest Night, Marco Valenti. Your deepest fear.The room was silent, except for the sound of Marco's ragged breathing. He stared at the scene before him – his hands covered in Sophia's blood, her lifeless body at his feet.No... Marco whispered, his voice trembling. This isn't true...His dark self spoke, its voice cold and detached.It is true, Marco. This is your destiny. The power of the Shadowborn courses through your veins. You will have to destroy Sophia, and everyone you love, to save the whole world .Marco shook his head, tears streaming down his face.I won't do it... I won't hurt her, I won't hurt my family ....His dark self laughed, the sound echoing through the chamber.You already have. In this moment, you have destroyed her, you have destroyed them all . The darkness has consumed you.Suddenly, the room began to fade away.Marco felt hims
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