Isenor stepped forward, his cold voice echoing through the silent battlefield, then said in his calm chilling voice: "Riven, you bear the name Kirael Zarek, and what you don't know is that your father is the son of Orrin which makes you his grandson".
Riven froze, his eyes widened
"Your Father wanted to protect you so he changed the family name, he stood against me, fought fiercely against me, he was on the edge of winning, until he was betrayed"
Isenor's gaze slowly shifted towards Sylvren
"Stabbed from the back by none other than Vareth, your father, Sylvren, your mom Anna told me where he would attack, I set the great trap to honor him, I killed him with myself, and now, the history repeats itself for the sake of true peace, the divine truth, and yet I am still standing".
Sylvren stood frozen, the weight of Isenor's words was crushing him, starting to believe that he was on the right side, on the way for eternal peace, and the only way for it would be by sacrificing what's dear for peace, while Riven was in disbelief, then Isenor raised his hand for the soldiers to take Riven without talking, then Isenor leaned closer, then whispered to him: "you, Vanya, Torrin would be next to your father soon enough". Riven went rogue but couldn't do anything, trying to beg for mercy for his mother and brother screaming: "this is between us not them, don't touch them", but Isenor left without saying anything. As Riven dropped to his knees, his voice cracking, still begging for mercy for his family, Isenor stopped, he glanced back at Riven just for a brief second, his expression was unreadable, until a faint smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, then he turned and walked away leaving Riven still screaming.
On the execution day, Riven and his family were brought from prison, the soldiers were preparing the hanging platform, Riven, Vanya, Torrin were broken as the execution was going to begin, suddenly, a smoke bomb was dropped, Sylvren broke their chains telling them that Riven goes west and Torrin and Vanya go north or south, in a split second, they were gone, they disappeared in the chsos, the guards were looking for them, but nothing, then Isenor wasn't mad that they escaped, he saw everything unfold and said: "I knew that Sylvren wouldn't leave his friend to die like this." with a grin on his face, then he ordered Sylvren to his castle, the black rose central residence.
Isenor on his darkened throne waiting for Sylvren until he showed up with the weight of betrayal crushing him, then Isenor said: "in order to prove that you seek eternal peace and would sacrifice what is dearest to you for it, there is a last mission to prove this, go to the orphanage where you grew up, there is someone you need to kill to prove that you are worthy". Sylvren nodded and said: "your wish is my command" and left. He went to the orphanage, it was silent, cold no one was there, until he finds Maya the one who cared for him, Sylvren trembled, was shattered into pieces not knowing what to do, she said: "I knew you would come", but then he decided that for peace sacrifices must be made, he went to her crying with no word he stabbed her, tears were flowing like a river, then Maya hugged him telling him: " I know you my boy, and I will always be by your side", Maya dropped dead in Sylvren's arms, then Isenor came from the shadows clapping applauding saying: "you did the right thing, you sacrificed one to save millions, and now you are one of us, the ones who seek eternal peace, The Black Rose, you are now, Sylvren the general of the black rose army." Then Isenor gave him the black rose royal uniform, that black with the spark of red uniform that he once hated, the tears from Sylvren didn't stop that day, the next day Isenor ordered him at the ancient temple, Isenor sitting on the throne behind the chest, Sylvren showed up, then Isenor said: "since, you are now one of us, one who seeks eternal peace, you shall know the truth. Before there was even Eloria or Durnkhall, there was one great land where the great kingdom of Zertha lies, Orrin ruled but not as the king of Eloria but as the king of Zertha, we fought to preserve peace, but peace was fragile, I needed to strengthen it or the kingdom would go to chaos, this chest was sacred, no one can touch, I was the general of the army of Zertha at that time, one day, I told Orrin that the peace we built would collapse and we need to use the chest, he refused, then we engaged in a fierce battle, he nearly killed me but I struck him down but not before his sword took my right eye, so that's why I wear that eye band, then I used the pendulum this pendulum and went back in time before the first man set foot on Zertha, my wounds, injuries were healed but Orrin's sword damaged my eye that even time and space couldn't heal and by using the pendulum your spirit's power fade and your hair goes white, I myself with my power I divided the land, I am the one who made Eloria and Durnkhall, I am the one who built the temple not the chest and to hide it, I cracked the orbs not broke in order for you to see the light and see the truth, I erased the language so you would be the one to know the truth, you were in the prophecy, Sylvren, I am the first king of Eloria, in order to achieve peace, chaos must be created for someone to step and be the hero and that's me, then I found my younger self when I was on the brink of death, transferred my consciousness to my younger self, I found that the pendulum can't be used by the same soul twice so the damage and the white haired came along with me. I didn't form the black rose myself, Xane did, the general Xane you know, he was fed up, I stood up like the hero in front of him, he believed me, Sylvren, what I want is eternal peace" Isenor grabs a book from behind the throne saying: "take this book, and you will understand the languge on the chest, now, you are not the son of Vareth, you are now the son of Isenor, I trust you, you are my heir." Then Isenor vanished into then thin air, Sylvren was left stunned, trembling, not knowing what to do next, should he stop or follow the truth isenor created for him.