The title is latin for "Prophecies of The Unknown"
A play abot an ancient prophecy that belongs to an ancient race. As the prophecy unravels the hero, Dante, finds himself in the middle of an ancient war waged thousands of years before his time, in between a war held between to powerful nations, and in the middle of a war between two diffrent dimensions.
Please Note: This is a working Progress and has yet to be complete.
Dante: Daddy… what… what is it?
Aksel: its name is Sanctus Ensis et Tempus…
Mommy: YOU HAVE IT! AKSEL! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? BRINGING IT HERE?!
Dante: Daddy… how do I call it?
Aksel: Simply say, Sanctus Ensis.
Dante: Why are you crying?
Aksel: Good-bye Dante… come Althea… you and Dante must hide.
Exit Dante, Althea (Mommy), and Aksel…
Ezekio: Where are we going?
Chronobus: To the Fountain of Chronos… or at least where it used to be.
Chronobus: It’s gone…
Ezekio: What is?
Chronobus: The Fountain…
Stranger: (laughter) I see you new comers are in search of the legendary Fountain of Chronos…
Ezekio: What do you want?
Stranger: You aren’t from here… are you? In fact you don’t even belong to this time!
Ezekio: ~GASP!~ How did you know?
Stranger: That’s not important… but if you’re looking for the fountain… it’s been gone for the past 100 years…
Chronobus: Kind sir if you will… tell us if any liqueur from the fountain remain?
Stranger: I see your beast speaks… but that red water… dried up after the grand celebration last year; Carnival Temporus… too many people drank from it…
Ezekio: I’m losing control… Potestas a Mens!
Ezekio: Ensis Obscuri!
Stranger: Hmmm I see both of you wield the Shakkazui…
Chronobus: Silence! You let mortals drink from the fountain?
Stranger: … Don’t worry… if you’re worried because you no longer have any power to return to your time… well I have a different solution… *smile*
Chronobus: How!?!?! I may still be able to save the fountain!
Stranger: Not here… others might hear us. What are you going to do with him?
Chronobus: He stays put…
Stranger: Very well then…
Exit Chronobus and Stranger.
Enter Chronobus and Ezekio…
Chronobus: Now… we are all alone… what is the secret???
Stranger: Hmmm… I will tell you… in return… you will tell me who you are…
Chronobus: Well. I am Chronobus… I am the Keeper of all time and space… I have no real name… but Ezekio decided to give me this name…
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