Great leaders with the power of the Gods.Each of them kings amongst their kingdom of greatness.One of the most provenant of these kingdoms was that of Akabane.The nameless king with his sword forged with the steel of the Gods dropped by the angels.The sword had great power which absorbed and concentrated power from the wielder.The king of akabane had a great power named "rage" he could push himself forward in new ways breaking limits of even the Gods.The more he got angry the more powerfull he had gotten.To the level of destroying an entire galaxy of planets.This power was put in the sword of akabane and could only be held by a decendant of the once great,now fallen kingdom of Akabane.

Meliodas walks outside grabbing the sword and dressing in his clothes.
"Rosnell."
"Yes my fellow hero?"
"The blade...I was able to go into the temple and wield the blade.I may just be a decendant of Akabane."
"Well thats unlikely.Were there traps?"
"Yes...why?"
"Well...the sword can be weilded by anyone those who aernt decendents of Akabane can wield the sword but their soul gets absorbed by it and they decay.You activated the traps and you only wield it because your Immortal."
"Tha...I...that breaks my confidence."
"Well...on the bright side you have the sword.Now to find a fallen kingdom no one has seen in years.Easy."
"Your starting to get on my nerves mage."
Meliodas says threateningly.Rosnell stops training and bows down to apologize.
"The queen wanted too see me?"
Meliodas asks
"Oh...yes she needs your help and I think you might be intrested."
Meliodas packs everything up and takes his horse to travel to the castle without saying another word.He think he can get information from Zakamore's queen.He rides by some gnomes using magic on rats.Rosnell rides behind Meliodas
"I thought this kingdom was only for one race?"Meliodas says
"Well...it was but the queen soon let nore races come and calm down here.There are many races Meliodas.Some from other realms but still very much a threat.Like demons and trolls.Some crack through the gaps and the queen thought that letting slayers or hunters come here would keep the kingdom safe but in the end it only made more species come all around fill all the taverns and drink all the ale."
"I see..."
Meliodas and Rosnell reach the castle entrance.They walk among guards who all smack their spears and shields on the ground to stand on guard and show respect.Rosnell walks by with his hand in his pockets without reacting.Meliodas looks at the guards with the Akabane blade in his back holster and he walks into the castle.The queens stands tall with her heels and awaits the two.
"Queen Zakamore the third its been a while."
"Yes Meliodas the hero of the races."
"I feel like that title keeps getting longer each time I do something."
The queen laughs
"That sense of humour never gets old."
"So did you call me to catch up or is there a reason."
"I understand you came from the outlands behind the kingdom at the slayer grounds."
"Yes?What of it?"
"The slayers have discovered a...dragon a massive beast.You are the size of its eye.The slayers have gone to kill the dragon and failed.Hundreds of them...dead."
"So?You need me to become some sort of monster hunter?"
"I want you to be a hero.The kingdom of Zakamore is poor.We need hope,we need to have safety.We cant let that dragon destroy us."
(I have a quest...but I have no leads...Maybe I can find out where to find the lost kingdom where the temple was.Plus I let the dragon out coild just as well murder it.)
"I accept.Would not be much of a hero if I didnt say yes."
"Oh splended!"
"Good luck hero.Sadly the great Rosnell cannot come along on your quest..."
Before Rosnell finishes speaking Meliodas walks away
"Protect the kingdom."
He echo's.Meliodas rides on his horse to the outlands once again alone.He travels to where the queen had said the camp was.He travels and by mid day he reaches the middle of the forest.A river flows with blood.Meliodas follows the river of blood and hears...