An observer

[Alpha_The_Centurion]

The Crystal Palace, sitting atop the Pillars of Z'ar Charis was long abandoned. The Dragons gone to fins a new home, the Priests and Warriors had fled and gone into hiding after their leader had gone rogue. He had been put down, like a sick dog at the hands of Mattias and Queen. Their valued efforts had ended an entity that would have ripped across the realms like an uncaged beast, devouring all in it's wake. That's simply the rules of nature. Though, over the past few months energy had began to gather around the Crystal Palace, an energy that the people of Z'ar Charis were fond of. An energy that they knew, their leaders energy.

The lights that once flickered to and fro and alit the Throne Room were dead, empty Crystal Walls lining a passageway to a blackened throne. The Crystals seemed, dead, if one could imagine such a thing. Their vibrance gone, their bodies shattered and torn apart in a fit of anger. Sitting among this tattered Crystal Throne was a body, it's eyes closed, it's form almost statuesque in it's darkened state. It's eyes closed, long white hair hued black, clad in the Traditional Robes Alpha had once worn during ceremonies. Was it Alpha? It's features seemed to say so. Though it's lifeless visage and the lack of energy seemed to say otherwise. An eternal suffering, set in stone.

Though, the build-up of energy around the Kingdom began to condense, the sky glowing a cerulean and white haze, stars were blotted out by this haze and one would have to labor to take in breaths. The air condensed, the energy pressuring it to do until finally, it exploded. The haze spread out across the Kingdom and blew away the dust that had gathered, what it washed over seemed to grow new, as if the City had never been abandoned. The energy eventually reached the Crystal Palace, and it shot to life with vibrant colors rebounding across the geometric crystals, creating a light show unmatched in beauty. This light reached Alpha, and his throne also became vibrant with life. Arcing out from his body across the floor in geometric patterns the light spread out, and eventually formed what looked like the crystal throne on the ground, with a big lower-case "Alpha" in the center." It's design was simple, yet elegant. Color returned to Alphas body, his hair becoming a stark white and his skin returning to it's pale hue, streaks of grey formed in tribal patterns appeared on his form and his clothes became new. His eyes opened, and white light poured from them, and for a moment he seemed as immaculate as he was before his death.

Standing from his throne as the light in his eyes died, he spoke in a low, lovely tone "The King has returned, my children, come to me!" His arms spread outwards and the Power of the Dragon God began to draw the Dragons back to their spires high above the clouds, the city of Z'ar Charis bursting back to life in a matter of minutes.