Chapter 22: Fargo and Delvano...
The zone of Cronosar, is a world much like the underworld. In this world there are dark mountains, that contain the consuming power of molten lava, which flow through the cracks and wrinkles of this unfriendly place. A man, once known as the Dark Lord of Despair, has been trapped here since his long overdue death. He has gone slightly insane, evil temptations have left him, and at this current time, he is quite the opposite of the evil man he once was.

"I once had power over all. I once had a weapon capable of global domination. Now I have nothing! My dragon is dead, my allies destroyed, and now I am nearly powerless."
"I am trapped between the living and the dead, as this is how the after effect of Cronos's magical acid works. Thanks to my foolishness, I am forever bound to this void of nothingness. Never to leave, but always to stay."

"You do not have to stay Azaron." said a calm gentil voice.
"Only if you think you are trapped, then you are."
"Ray, you sly dog. How is it that you are trapped in this zone, neither dead nor alive?" said Azaron watching this arrival with intrest and knowledge.
"You remember the great war those thirteen years ago." said the man known as Ray.
"When I was killed fighting against Scorponis and Delvano."

"Yes, I  was not so corrupted by evil back then." sneered Azaron.
"Indeed Azaron, even today you are still some what corrupt. Anyway, my story; Delvano was engaged in a wizard's duel against Ekayto. As Scorponis and his captains sieged Cordontay, I rushed to Ekayto's side as he fell to one of Delvano's sinister attacks. That evil witch had betrayed Sikaron and her evil dragon Cronos, was decimating Lecastal's soldeirs. She sent that evil dragon on me as I ran to Ekayto's side. I was incinerated by that fowl acid in seconds."

"Well," said Azaron scratching his head.
"Delvano was defeated by Jorron and Terran in the end. And that wonderfull dragon of hers was slain. Of course I brought it back from death and sent it upon your son Ray. Little Graynar."

"What!" shouted Ray, suddenly very violent.
"You monster! But I see my son has survived for he is not in this void with us."
"No, he lived, after killing poor Cronos, and me when I went to cradle that dragon's skull." Azaron said, showing watery eyes.

Before Ray could respond, another figure appeared out of thin air. He donned a long grey cloak, and had a face paler than Azaron's. When he spoke, the words came out low and dangerous.
"Ray Willzar, Azaron Protogar, you have been released from the Zone of Cronosar, as delcared by lord Fargo." said the man, and he disappered as quickly as he had appeared.
"Released!" said Azaron smiling without control.
"We are to live again!"
"Impossible!" said Ray Willzar, "How can we be free? Why?"

"Who cares! We're free!" shouted Azaron, running around Ray with glee. But within seconds the two men dissappered just like the messenger, and were gone in seconds.
In the dark abandoned Scorpian Fortress in the Sikaron waste lands, evil plans are brewing in the pot of evil.

An evil wizard, and a traitorous witch, are the only inhabitants of this gruesome fortress. The witch known as Delvano, was once a servant to king Jorron. She however, betrayed Sikaron, and decided to try and rule it her self. The power hungry witch sought out allies, and used them to send the kingdom into a great war. Her allies, who were the Scorpian hordes and their evil captains, including Scorponis, lost the war in the end. She went into hiding, and the Scorpian hordes retreated back to thier dark fortress. However, thirteen years later, Sikaron was plunged into war again. Scorponis was back, with a strange man called Azaron, who had the legendary Vezar crystal. The war wasted the Scorpian hordes garrison of the dark fortress, and thus, it became abandoned. Delvano traveled to the fortress and set up a new home, in her wake, Fargo joined her. Fargo was a traveling wizard from Rayhona, and seeked power. Delvano helped him become a dark wizard, and now they plot to rule Sikaron and the island kingdoms. However, Delvano has had experience, and is now uncertain of their chances of ruling the powerfull kingdom of Sikaron.
"Why did you free them Fargo?" said Delvano, pacing the dark room.
"You will see. The pawns are moving into their positions. Soon my plan will unfold, and Sikaron will be mine!"
"You are foolish. No one can conquer Sikaron." said Delvano folding her arms and putting her pouting face on. "Azaron, Scorponis, me! We have all tried and failed. There are always those who fight back, and those who actually do something about it."

"You speak in riddles witch." said Fargo standing up. He was a tall, skinny man, and he loomed over Delvano. "I have an epic plan you see. Bringing Portogo and Willzar back are part of it. You and me, Delvano, will use our dark magic, our dragons, our undead, and the evils of this world! We can not fail!"

"We'll see. For now we must lie low, Sikaron may not have a king yet, but they are still prepared for war. We have no army Fargo, it's just you and me." Said Delvano turning away from the wizard. She sat down in a large chair. Crossing her legs and staring at the tall man.

"You jest witch, this is where Azaron, Wilzar, orcs and undead come in to my plan. Mind control, Delvano, is our secret weapon." He said, finishing thier conversation.

As Fargo left the room, Delvano smiled; she had a secret weapon too.
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