Orange hue spread across the sky. It was cloudless, and the sun began to dip below the horizon.
Ding, ding, ding.
The bells of the cathedral rang with a hollow sound. It didn't sound as bright and cheerful as before, but rather somber and lancholic.
The streets turned empty, turning the city into a ghost town.
Alone, walking down the empty streets, Zephyr embraced the feeling of loneliness and allowed himself to get lost in the lancholy of the mont.
He looked serious and contemplative, his mind consud by mories of happier tis. It was a stark reminder of how quickly things can change.
Today was the day when the New World would change forever.
When he walked across streets that used to be busy all day, every day, he caught a glimpse of the Originals peeking through the windows.
They didn't dare to go outside as they felt the hanging pressure looming over the city. They all knew what was going to happen today.
It was a long ti brewing, and today was the day it was finally going to boil over.
Zephyr ca to a stop at the intersection of 5th and Main. It had six other streets leading into the sa exact place.
It was like this place was the center of the city.
It was silent for a couple of minutes more, but then footsteps ca, and six more figures walked down their own streets and t at the intersection.
Alistair brought a tal bucket. He then tossed it to the middle of the intersection with a loud clang.
It seed empty, but the tal bucket's sides were clearly drenched with so kind of liquid. "Let's get this over with." Aria said and brought a white letter from her inventory.
With a slick fire Magick, she made the white letter burn and tossed it inside the tal bucket. The tal bucket caught fire, and the flas quickly engulfed the sides. "Darkstar Guild officially declares war against Ancient Guilds," Aria said.
"You seem to be in a hurry." Ambrose said with a scoff. "Hurry to die?"
"Oh, please." Aria rolled her eyes. "Why wait any longer? Did we gather to chitchat? No, we ca to officially declare war under the eyes of God."
Alistair looked to the sky. This place was perfectly under the heavenly sky, and so religions believed that the heavens would hear their declarations.
It was mostly nonsense, but the churches wouldn't approve this war otherwise. It didn't seem worthwhile to go to war against churches as well for sothing as minor as this, so they gathered here at this intersection to declare war.
Ambrose put a fire on his own letter and tossed it to the tal bucket. The flas inside the bucket turned bigger.
"Nightshade Guild officially declares war against Ancient Guilds."
Athena took a step forward. She held the white letter in hand, but before burning it, she asked.
"Everyone, have you all sensed that sothing is wrong?" She asked. "Like sothing is heading in this direction?"
"Your imagination is again running wild, huh, Athena?" Aria said with a scoff. "Burn the goddamn letter. You're just feeling jitters because of the war, as you know your guild won't survive!"
"Oh my, I am not worried." Athena put the letter on fire. "I believe in my girls."
With that, she tossed the letter in the bucket.
The flas burned strong.
"Battle Maidens officially declare war against Ancient Guilds."
Bartholow looked at the letter in his hand and lit the corner of it with a match. The fire
slowly spread until the entire letter was engulfed in flas.
With a simple toss, the letter landed on the tal bucket.
"Smilebacks officially declare war against Ancient Guilds."
"Aish, I guess it is my turn." Orion approached the tal bucket slowly and rummaged through his pockets.
He couldn't find what he was looking for, so he started to check out another pocket.
Aria's face turned red. "You old geezer, hurry up!"
She was feeling extrely impatient and wanted to get this over with.
After countless sleepless nights, the war was finally here, and she didn't want to wait any
longer.
"Calm down. I am doing my best." Orion said with a smile, but couldn't find the letter on his pocket.
He searched through the rest of his pockets as well, but couldn't find it.
"Where could it be? Did I leave it back on my desk?"
"Oh my god!" Aria cried out.
"Sir Orion, have you checked your inventory?" Athena asked sweetly.
"Ah..." Orion opened his inventory, and a smile broke across his face as he found it. "Ah, there
it is. Haha, I forgot about inventory, silly ."
With a snap of his fingers, the letter caught fire, and then he tossed it into the tal bucket.
"Dying Star Guild officially declares war against Ancient Guilds."
Alistair looked at Zephyr. He saw that he wasn't moving. Thus, he approached the tal bucket first and brought out his letter.
All six guild masters looked at Alistair with frowns. This man was the closest to King Moriarty and had the highest chance of winning the war.
'Alistair...' Aria rembered her husband's words. 'No, he is not the special one. He won't be the one to steal the throne!'
Alistair put a fire on the letter and dropped it into the tal bucket.
"Children of Fair officially declare war against Ancient Guilds."
The remaining gazes landed on Zephyr.
None of them thought highly of him before, as he was the most lowkey mber of the Council
of rcenaries, but things had changed. He was now one of the factions with S-rankers in
their ranks.
Zephyr approached the tal bucket, brought out the letter, and made it burn like a torch.
With a flick of his wrist, the letter left his hand, floated a small distance, and fell inside the tal bucket where the flas were raging.
"Zestruction officially declares war against Ancient Guilds."
Zephyr then turned around and started walking away down the long street imdiately after
his declaration of war.
The war had officially started.
The other guild masters turned around and headed away from the intersection as well.
This was the last ti in a very long ti that they would see each other on sowhat friendly terms. Next ti would be on the battlefield, and they would fight to kill each other.
...
Ding, ding, ding!
The echo of the bell sounded like a sad farewell.
When the Originals and the rcenaries all around the city heard that, they knew the
declaration of war had been made.
The news birds started to fly away with their small wings flapping about. They were taking the
news to every corner of the New World.
The New World was now in the age of war.
The Great Guild War had begun!
By the Royal Palace's high balcony, Konrad Moriarty stood in his royal attire with a white
letter in hand.
Without him doing anything, the letter started burning in his hand.
He tossed the letter over the railing of the balcony.
The burning letter started falling down. It burned and burned with strong flas till it turned
black and slowly disintegrated into ashes.
"Imperial Order officially declares war against Ancient Guilds."
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