The Legend
Legend tells of six gates all connected to our world, the midpoint between the six. Every millennium on the sixth hour of the sixth day they can be opened. Each leads to a different world. Each unique and filled with wonder and horror. However to open the gates one must posses the key to the gate. Each key was carefully hidden away the last time the gates were opened. Rumor has it that a scholar named Jacob Bevelle knows there location and owns the key to the first gate. What lies beyond the gates is unknown except to Jacob. But all wonder is the gates real? What about the man called Jacob who hid the keys from human eyes for an entire millennium? If it is true could the gates have anything to do with the wave of darkness that swept the land exactly all that time ago on the sixth hour on the sixth day? Perhaps not but none can know for sure but tensions run high as the time for these gates to open and bring forth salvation or death.
Present Day
The man looked to the sky. It had changed from a beautiful blue to an almost demonic black. The man had walked many miles and still had some way to go. He was old and wrinkled but looked as wise as a sage. Draped in a black cloak he almost faded out of sight into the darkness around him."Almost there." He said as he continued to walk. Around his neck a silver key hung. Odd marking adorned its surface and seemed to be nothing that could come this world. The moon was beginning to peak through the black sky. It was almost time. Should he be late this time of peace would come to a halt and he couldn't let that happen,not now. The man hurried his pace eventually coming to a large clearing in the middle of the barren wasteland The moon was shining brightly now and soon it hit the clearing filling it with it's brilliant light. Soon what the man had traveled so far to find slowly appeared. Slowly a silver gate began to appear."The Gate of Hope." The man said stepping froward and looking at the gate. It had been along time since he saw it. He then spied a keyhole in the middle of the gate."It is time." he said sticking the key inside the hole and opening the gate. A bright beam of white light erupted from it piecing the black clouds and shot upward as a beacon. The light could be seen from all corners of the globe. "Soon the rest will come to open the gates. I just hope their not to late." The man said falling to the ground. When he awoke he would find himself in his home. They would now seek him out in order to find the keys and unlocke their power. But for good or evil?
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