The Legend of the Myre Beast
A dark, ominous cloud hung in the sky. It was a warning, an omen of the terrible events to come. Life was about to change for the inhabitants of Kellen, a small peaceful town nestled at the foot of the Lyster mountain range. Everything the town had once known tranquility. But, it wasn't to last.
Kellen was home to the friendly, warm-hearted villagers who lived simple lives. Their routine intervals of joy were the bountiful harvest seasons and their annual 'Harvest Festival'. However, their joviality was marred by an ancient legend whispered among them. The legend involving an otherworldly force residing atop the Lyster mountains, known as the 'Myre Beast.'
The legend of the Myre Beast had taken a seat in the tales told by the elderly to discourage the children from wandering towards the mountains. According to the folklore, the Beast would awake every hundred years to claim the life of the one who disturbed its slumber. The dreaded centurial date was an inch away.
Everyone in Kellen understood that a designated 'Watcher' had the responsibility of keeping an eye on the Lyster mountains. The ficus-topped hill at the town's edge was the watcher's abode. As the hundred years closed in, the vigilant eyes of old man Tobias, the current Watcher, never blinked off the mountains.
One ominous night, Tobias saw a lurid red light, like throbbing veins, spreading through the mountains. He felt a chill run down his spine as he realized the warning signs of the awakening “Myre Beast.” Tobias hurriedly sounded the bells, a warning chime that instantly sent a shudder throughout Kellens. Fear strangled the throats of the villagers; their worst nightmares were coming to life.
A brave group of young men led by a charismatic individual named Ethan decided to venture into the mountains, intending to quell the beast and save their village. Donning their father's armor and wielding their ancestral weapons, they secretly ascended the mountains while the villagers cowered in their homes.
The journey was perilous. Mountain predators, freezing temperatures, and treacherous paths were relentless, but the brave hearts pressed on. After several torturous days, they finally reached the heart of the beast's lair. A gaping red pit emanating heat and a gut-wrenching smell, the entrance stood before them. The young men gathered their courage and plunged into the terrifying darkness.
Inside the lair, the party discovered that the Myre Beast was not a beast but a powerful entity trapped in a crystal. This ancient entity had been feeding off the negative emotions that humans arouse each century. Their fear acted as its food, and it awoke every hundred years to feast.
Ethan, reciting the prayers taught to protect themselves from evil, stepped forward bravely. Holding a sacred crystal adorned by the symbol of Kellen, he declared, “We are the sons and daughters of Kellen. We shall not be your feast this century nor the next.”
To everyone's surprise, the entity replied. Its voice echoed, resonating with the pain of centuries, “I never desired your fear. It was your ancestors who, afraid of me, trapped me, and your fear became my only subsistence.”
Moved by the truth and the entity's plight, Ethan used the powers vested in the sacred crystal to break the curse. With a blinding burst that echoed through the mountain, the extraction occurred. A peaceful calmness enveloped the town of Kellen and its mountains. The Myre Beast was no longer a beast but a guardian who watched over Kellen, its turned protectors.
The brave heroes returned to their village, not with grim faces but triumphant smiles and a story of victory. There was a grand celebration, the villagers singing praises and clinking mugs of victory. The tale of the Myre Beast ended, a new legend began – the legend of the village who befriended an ancient entity. Kellen saw a beacon of hope, the beacon that taught them not to fear the unknown but to understand it – a lesson they acknowledged for the generations to come.