The Cries in the Mountains - War Begins

The Fifth Realm trembled with anticipation as the forces of light and darkness converged. The ominous presence of Gai, the Grim Reaper of the Battlefield, loomed over the battlefield like a shadow cast by a malevolent moon. Emissary Selene, leading the Order of Saints, stood at the forefront of a formidable army of 20,000 armed men, and Archangel Michael, the defender of the faithful, spread his wings of divine power.

The clash between these titanic forces sent shockwaves through the very mountains that surrounded them. The skies above churned with dark clouds, and lightning crackled as if the heavens themselves held their breath.

Gai, his tattered robes billowing in the wind, surveyed the battlefield with a cruel smile. His grotesque beasts, embodiments of chaos, snarled and roared, ready to descend upon the forces of light. He raised a hand, and a discordant symphony of whispers filled the air, sowing doubt and fear among his foes.

Emissary Selene, her wings radiating intense celestial light, raised the Cherubim's Crown high and spoke with unwavering resolve. "We stand united, bound by our purpose and the power of the Holy Treasures. We shall not yield to the darkness that threatens our realm!"

Archangel Michael, his presence commanding and righteous, spread his wings wider, casting a protective aura over the army. "The light of the divine shall guide us. Together, we shall vanquish this malevolence."

The battle erupted with a deafening roar as the two forces clashed. The cries of warriors and the roars of beasts echoed through the mountains. Garon, wielding the Archon's Shield, stood as a steadfast bulwark against the grotesque creatures. Maki, with the Seraphim's Lyre, played melodies that healed and emboldened their allies. Kamo, holding the Elohim's Goblet, rejuvenated those in need, ensuring they fought with unwavering strength.

As the battle raged on, Selene and Gai locked eyes. Their confrontation was inevitable, a clash of opposing forces that had been building for far too long. Selene's radiant light clashed with Gai's malevolent presence, creating shockwaves that pushed back friend and foe alike.

The mountains themselves seemed to weep as the battle waged on, their ancient stones bearing witness to the struggle. The fate of the realms hung in the balance, and the cries of those who fought for the light echoed through the peaks.

War had begun in earnest, and only one side would emerge victorious. It was a battle that would be recorded in the annals of history, a testament to the enduring power of unity and the unwavering resolve of those who fought to protect their realm from the encroaching darkness.