A Return To Legend and Tradition ~ An Original Story by Lavender

The PG-13 is just there for some things in the story that will appear sometime after the prelude. I don't know when they'll appear, but it's still good to make a precaution just in case.

Prelude
It was near midnight in the town of Pine, and everyone was sleeping.

Everyone, that is, except for a lone figure that was standing near one of the mountains that were on the outskirts of the town.

The figure was currently looking at his phone, which showed the time.

11:58.

Two minutes until the first phase of his plan could be enacted.

It was hard to wait to do something this crucial, but if he didn't, he might mess up the whole thing entirely and have to start all over again.

To preoccupy himself, he decided to pace around the front side of the mountain. He already knew that it didn't matter where he was on the front side, he just had to be there.

When the figure felt like two minutes had passed, he checked his phone again.

12:00.

He was right. Now he could enact the first phase of his plan.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at the front side of the mountain, then raised his hands with the palms facing away from him and bowed as if one bowed when paying respect to a deity.

After that, he started chanting something that sounded like a mix of Latin and pure gibberish. As he did so, something purple seeped out of his hands and went into the ground and mountain, appearing inside the mountain as if it had veins. Wind also started to blow around the figure, tossing his trench coat and black, short curly hair around and revealing that the figure's ears were pointed and shaped like a horse's.

Eventually, the front side of the mountain started to shake, with the purple stuff starting to crack it. The cracks grew bigger and bigger until the front side of the mountain burst apart. Surprisingly enough, though, none of the pieces hit the figure, who seemed to have an invisible forcefield around himself.

There was only a tense silence for a few seconds, and then many strange creatures of all shapes and sizes literally appeared from out of thin air, dropping down to the ground and all around the figure seconds later. Some of the creatures looked like humans, while others looked like monsters or just in between the two extremes. What they all had in common, however, was their eyes, which were as purple as the purple stuff and looked like they were glazed over.

"We are all under your command, master," All of the creatures said in unison, looking at the figure. "Whatever you wish is our command."

The figure stood up, smirking darkly while thinking of making the humans pay for their misconceptions.

"Excellent," He said.