***Disclaimer**** This is not my work, This is the study of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this serial from starting line and reposted elsewhere.

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this serial publication because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right root. I want everyone to be capable to delight it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to incur their body of work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal serial, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without far wait, I give you the magic trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a world filled with fervidness breathing dragons, knock-down magic, Kings, and palace, a war had been raging for nearly xxx yr. It was the most terrible war in the history of this magnificent ground and many proud and noble multitude had lost their life due to the fighting. This was no ordinary war, centered over a dispute, or amber, or even love. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so terrible. A dark evilness swept over the enceinte continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the difference in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front end lines of this war and had been doing as such for their integral grownup lives. When the war broke out the firstborn of the chemical group, Prince of a small Carry Amelia Moore Nation at the kernel of the continent and heir to the throne, had only been XIX. This mathematical group of heroes did n't crusade for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one fault only. And the weight of that mistake hung backbreaking on their shoulders as they fought desperately to push this darkness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the ways of magic, they had been blessed to stimulate the potent mage to ever walk the commonwealth as their master. He was an freaky and odd previous man who many had said was beyond his flower. Even in his twilight long time though he held more magic in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the god salvia. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his full cousin, and their topper Quaker came to rail under him they learned more in a day than well-nigh people did in a yr. Everything seemed to good to be lawful. Sadly, time would prove that was just the case. For one day the sea captain challenged his schoolchild to a competition, to see if they were just as substantial as he was in order to take the title of being his students and top a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the destiny of the human race forever. Their project : to discontinue the adhesiveness of mortal men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a serious experiment before in the chronicle of the world, and for thoroughly reason. legerdemain was powerful, but not that knock-down. When somebody tried to use more than he should the side essence could be catastrophic. However, these students were not mere peasants. Their lineage traced back to the low mages to ever walk the res publica and that Brobdingnagian power ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most right mages to live on ; besides their lord of course.

The job they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secret away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that prestigious claim. The Prince and his first cousin were so blinded by the expectation of living forever and gaining that claim that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to cogitate that what they were doing was incorrectly. How could they ? They were still offspring and naive. Their scoop booster however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to stop what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three ally ; their skipper was also working on his own resolution as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most mighty types of thaumaturgy known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to monkey around with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his scholarly person would graduate with the claim of the new passe-partout. The divinity sage would always be the one true skipper, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But true to the youngest pupils fears, the magic trick and spells his master used to infuse himself with never ending life back fired. So a good deal magic zip was released in the resulting explosion that most of the Capital city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an wink. The divinity Sage had survived however. To be more accurate, his consistence had survived but his thinker was retentive gone ; corrupted by the dark thaumaturgy he had unwittingly used to award his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of magic and the need to fertilize. The solely thing that could whet it 's hunger was the conjuring trick of every living being on the planet.

frankincense started this brutal war. One error, one fiddling slip up had plunged the world into the quarry of Hell and only three masses knew the verity of it. Only three hoi polloi could stand up against their old master and stop him once and for all. Thirty plus years had passed though and the combined armies of man and the dark elves could do nothing to discontinue the facing pages of darkness.

Over the long time of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence operation as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host organic structure. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the fauna of pure legerdemain began to use others to obtain its goal of devouring all legerdemain in cosmos. Weak willed men and women who got too airless were driven mad by the powerful magical emanating from the monstrosity body and it found that it could mould their minds so that they would become its slave. It even kept around potent mage 's that had fallen to its awesome power and created an army to oppose off its enemy. In twenty five old age more than ninety percent of the Continent had fallen before the beast and the combined USA of man and the dark pixy had little hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of obliteration.

Only the three brave and troubled hoagie stood tall and fought on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening fluttering of his small tent and gazed out on the Charles Percy Snow covered land. winter had come early this year and a chilling twist tore through the small military machine camp, tossing ember from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the osseous tissue. It was going to be a hard winter as most of the food for thought had been depleted and his Army were on the brink of starving. If something was n't done soon they would n't see another spring.

This war had cost everyone dearly, but they had no choice but to keep fighting. They stood on the bound of fertile lands filled with cities, Ithiel Town, Village, and precious tilled land. If they took another step back thing would only get worse than they already were. They were in despairing need of a astonishing victory now and one of the terminal remaining Billie Jean King, his ripe ally 's male parent, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their enemy and it 's many slave were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his get-up-and-go, stemma, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, do it what was needed of him and he would not quail under that responsibility. He was not fighting to lay aside the world though. No, that was too lots to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a misunderstanding he had made as a child and fix the job it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a fresh yet annoyed female part sighed from far back in the collapsible shelter, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the dither and get under the blanket, full general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the fart would n't blow it open once more. He turned back to the informant of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulder and a worried look in her soft brown eyes. She was a picture of looker and made Roku 's heart and soul skip a pound every fourth dimension he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smiling and took a few stair closer to the woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger sister to his best friend, the treetop Prince of Alysia. However, they were sibling without a body politic, as it had fallen eight long time ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark imp land.

'What do you cerebrate my blood brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital letter to descend to this camp on the front lines ?'Celia asked with a spark in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the Thomas More cogent evidence for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back household with three dozen guards. Wales has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her point in agreement.

'What about my Father ?'

'He would also relieve oneself sure you got back to the capital letter, but with double the sentry duty and a full honor guard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the dark however, well let 's just say I would n't see the light of another day .'

'Then it 's best he does n't know you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the masking off her body to reveal her magnificent body that always tempted him.

'Can I count on you to keep my confidential, Princess ?'

'How many times do I have to ask you ? Stop calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused hands over Celia 's smooth body, causing her to shudder from the cold. 'If I get caught and your male parent has the guards arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal communications protocol, even if I am about to break about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my right deed is n't going to make up for the hundred multiplication we have laid together, general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her limb around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their trunk were pressed tightly together, his tenacious Night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her stamp lips up to run across his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat energy of their combine bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own weapon around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the same here and now she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's arduous and yet supple nipples pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the feeling as he felt a moving ridge of both pleasure and power bang through his body. This truly was the comfortably way to recharge his body and mind for battle. He would never evidence Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the knife that had suddenly slipped into his backtalk and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's organic structure shudder under the tending. It amazed him sometimes just how many medium spots Celia had on her soundbox, but it made it all the better to touch and bet with.

His buff hand snaked its way between their dead body and gently grabbed a clutch of his already sway hard member, her fingers gripping it around the root word stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite opinion but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet curtain raising, the passion of her womanhood enveloping him. The death prison term they had been together like this had been six calendar month ago and it was patent they both needed a straightaway release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the following dayspring. Neither of them wanted to waste their time on the more mundane slope of sex.

Roku began to slowly put on insistency, his punishing cock pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's congregation as she let out a soft moan and had to separate their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her body and the hands that were now wrapped around his cover were digging their nails into his gentle frame. The petite amount of money of infliction only added to the feeling of parsimoniousness and Roku began to fully engulf himself in this gorgeous royal.

'Go ahead ,'Celia whispered as she was filled entirely by him, her lips grazing his earlobe as they moved.

'Your brother 's tent is the right way future to us, are you sure you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his fag out mind. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her grip on his back, pressing her rather large breasts into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't need any more than spurring than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her sozzled trap, the flavor of her muscles gripping his member causing a shiver of everlasting delight to run up his spine. Celia was a rather low girl in height, and besides her breasts, the residual of her body was fairly constrict. Roku loved the opinion of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the earthly concern and not even the rush of power his magic washed over him in combat could equate. It was a pretty secretive endorse though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her phonation down lest she wake her over protective brother in the side by side collapsible shelter over. Roku grabbed the untried fair sex by the hip and began to make a motion his own at a faster gait, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel diminished trickles of blood dribbling down his shape, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the Brobdingnagian pleasure Celia was providing him.

The opinion of tension right before an blast was already beginning to well up in the pit of his abdomen and his orchis had tightened in prevision as he continued to aim his gruelling cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juice causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his hold out spill that Roku was n't going to last much longer, and he cursed his body for being so rabid. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this finis a lot foresightful than this.

He did n't appear to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscle inside her slit began to pulse around his dick, each knife thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her cheek in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an attack to stop the strong sound coming from her pharynx. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first base few bed of peel with her tart dentition, threatening to stimulate him to bleed even more than he already was.

Roku 's own moans now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his sassing shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing dear pot, the wet slapping haphazardness ringing through the cold air. He was really come together to the edge now but before he could fully reach it, Celia tightened every muscle in her eubstance and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her tooth finally breaking the last barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so practically force he found his movement impeded. It was adequate stimulus though and as Celia continued to groan and wrestle on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his germ deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her torso. He let the heating system of their sexual love making wash over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every picayune nook and cranny of her. In the back of his judgement he knew this was one of the adept times of his life and he always wanted to recollect it. No topic what.

After they lay there in each other 's limb for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder joint and looked up at his face. There was a grin on her sassing and a blurry look in her eye a small amount of his blood dripped from her succulent sass and down her chin. She did n't look to observe or manage though.

'What will become of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a hushed susurration.

'What do you mean ?'Roku asked in return, not quite sure what Celia meant by that question.

'Will we remain like this ? Or will we ask for more ?'

Roku could hear the hungriness in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his optic as he tried to plunk out the rightfield words. He had been hoping she did n't convey this subject up, it was just too painful to dish out with that dark. But he could n't leave her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't forget her with a bad result. He owed her Sir Thomas More than that.

'When this war is over you will go back to being the Princess of Alysia, a country that will no longer have a pauperism for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will come near your father and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her centre suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his devotee embraced him tighter, wrapping every in of her body around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the depths of the darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrong. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stand to make her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was adequate to prepare anyone sad and he did n't want his discussion to become one Thomas More reason for this charwoman not to smile. He would protect that smiling of hers until his dying breath.



Morning came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must ingest only been up for a few minutes when the flap on his collapsible shelter was opened and soft hands pushed him until he was awake. With blear-eyed eyes and no memory of where he was for a few consequence, Roku gazed up at the flowing strain of one of his upright friends, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a penis of the royal Family. Her soft and long straw colored hair hung over her aspect like a drape and she wore a grim smile.

'It 's clock time to get up, sleepy nous ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for good measure.

In a fit of sheer affright, Roku jumped out of bed totally defenseless and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a passive sleep. Instead he found his bed empty and no vestige the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the nighttime before she would surely rag him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make issue a hundred time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the descriptor of his shoulder joint. indisputable enough, Celia had left quite the brand and even now it bled a little.

'I was sparring with some of the horse yesterday ,'Roku made up, 'One of them nicked me pretty good .'

'Always have to present off your superior steel science, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. about of us do n't see the penury for martial artillery when we have so much superpower at our finger wind .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his military uniform in front of his friend while he answered. 'If someone 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your conjuration, you 're as good as dead .'

'But you do n't use incantation, do you ? So what 's the degree ?'

'Are you making fun of my magic ?'he asked with a smile and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiles. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental magic like you and the eternal sleep of the mages does n't stand for I am a addict of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a junky of nature, supporter .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the exclusively person in all the humanity who ca n't use one of the elementary magic 's but still has more power than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new form of magic trick that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a import while Monica helped Roku put on his laboured shell armour, the weight of the steel cutting deeply to his bones as the shudder air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unparalleled sword, forged from the alloy of a meteoroid that fell to the ground almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

'Is everyone else ready ?'he asked and Monica nodded.

'All the preparations have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to excite originally, but Wales asked me to let you catch some Z's a piffling longer. mustiness be overnice to be substantially friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the wind instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the make-do stable country and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their eubstance. Their backing had been gifts to the royal Family from the darkness hob King and the three Quaker were probably the only humans who could ever rag them. They were expectant green flying lizard, the pride of the wickedness Elf nation, the only sentient species who could coach them.

Roku walked up to his Friend and patted the dragon hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his deal over it a bit later. This magnificent beast had gotten him out of more bother than he could consider and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to sustain this dragon as his ally and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the flying dragon made a bass sound in its pharynx as it gently tossed its head back and Forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the declamatory leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his the right way deal, preferring to keep his dominant bridge player free jus incase he needed it. With a pacify kick of his heels Zygo flapped it 's large annex, creating a swirl of pure white C. P. Snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their tartar steeds, they flew head on into the blistering wind and towards the situation of the upcoming battle.

lupus erythematosus than ten transactions later they were softly falling from the sky, an Army ten thousand warm lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a bombastic valley that would roleplay emcee to bloody combat. A lone flying lizard with a imperial rider sat at the head of the US Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the latent hostility filled air made it nervous.

'And the keen Hero General finally arrives ,'an important voice called out through the jazz and Roku looked upon the bighearted facial expression of his closest Friend, Prince welt, who sat upon the majuscule Draco Zephyr.

'I humbly apologise for my lateness, Your Highness ,'he spoke and bowed his capitulum in recognition.

'It is too early in the damn morning for that dirt, Roku ! We are on the verge of fight and official greeting and titles should be the finally matter on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to hold open his voice sounding as noble as possible. They both sat there for a minute before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is secure to see you, friend ,'the Prince said happily and Roku returned the thought. 'Are you ready for today ?'

'Not even close ,'Roku joked and kept the seriousness from his vocalism, 'but I think I 'll manage, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's preserve the jest to a minimum. The troops can hear you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the other incline of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a lilliputian levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into scrap without laughing one in conclusion clip .'

Monica simply shook her caput at her cousin 's cheerful position and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulder joint, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be pivotal in their safari. They needed to labor the opposition back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an easy task, but Roku had a legerdemain up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five transactions for the starting time planetary house of their foe to arrive appear. midst black clouds gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclap shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the strawman subscriber line of the slave U. S. Army appeared and Roku 's core sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting delegation. This would not be an prosperous fight by any means.

'It 's time ,'Wales spoke and his phonation was suddenly sober. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on last night, with one change. Monica, I want you to lead the night Elf Dragoons in the initial flack .'

'Me ? !'the charwoman said loudly in surprise and even Roku thought he had heard wrong .'I thought Roku was leading them into fight !'

'Please cousin, do not query my guild. You are a warm mage and will be able to wield yourself. Go and make sure they are ready .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her oral cavity receptive slightly as she tried to formulate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's creative thinker would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on Zephyr 's broad back, proud and tall with an air of authorization hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more life-threatening before and it was a little surprising.

'As you wish, Your highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to number to the same conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a concerned glint in her pale green oculus. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her words to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can tell him what 's on your creative thinker after the conflict, lady Monica ,'welt cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second gear and then nudged her dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a import later as she went to abstract up with the Dark Elf flying dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in secretiveness for a few import and it grew to suit uncomfortable. Even his riding horse was shifting under the pressure of the import and he had to harness him back in gently. Roku was about to spread his sass to say something witty, as was their custom before going into conflict, but his friend turned to him with the still serious face and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the case of the deal to the eastward of here ,'he said and Roku could n't stifle the gasp that escaped his lips.

'Wales ?'he said slowly, 'Wha-'

'I 've known what you have been planning to do for years now, Roku. Do not enshroud it from me any longer .'

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his champion oculus anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to stop me ?'

'It was not my place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to face Roku head on. 'This misunderstanding belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to fault for what happened, but you are the just one who can redeem us. With your unusual magic you can put an end to this wasted war .'

'Wales ...'

'I have done everything I could in keeping this from Monica, which is why I sent her away just now. Otherwise she would have followed you into battle and pose in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, Brother .'

There was a massive Ball of guiltiness roiling in the pit of Roku 's belly as his friends words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad Wales knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the battle, but now that his intimately friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fortune. Someone would jazz what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time wheal did n't kick about it. They embraced hands and looked deep into each other 's eye for a present moment, the weight of significance bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, sea captain Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the deed of conveyance of captain onto his name. 'When the struggle begins it should provide enough cover for you to find him. Just promise me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his the right way mitt over his heart in an emotional final examination salutation to his superior and best acquaintance. The temptation to ask Wales to state the Princess that he was lamentable hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her rightfield now, he had to detain center. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be gear up for anything.

The sign for the world-class attack rose through the air and suddenly the world around him erupted in pandemonium as the final engagement finally began.



Monica and her dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave ground forces first, elementary magic and firedrake fire raining down on them in a devastating display of magnate. Their job was to provide cover for the bulk of the army behind them and take up as many enemy out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful attacks, many of the Draco and their passenger fell from the skies as powerful magical spell plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knight of the combined nations slammed drumhead long into the hard worker army 's membership, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince weal led the fire, his powerful steer and lightning magic tearing huge gaps in his enemy as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of story for thousands of years to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial onslaught though. The man who would later get known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen schoolmaster sentry go that had hidden in a cave in the nerve centre of a large muckle not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the handsome moment in account. Pupil against lord. goodness against evil. It would all be decided in those moody caves hidden away from view.

The key conflict raged for six hours, neither mage able to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his try now just trying to stave off the killing reversal as the hefty magic entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final move ; the one that would end it all mightily then and there. If there was ever a bit to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it cryptical in his soul. All his foresighted hr studying, training, and concealment had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever bang just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one instant the monumental battle in the vale was raging hard, and the future it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the sinewy legerdemain that emanated from the teras body suddenly dropped to the rake soaked priming coat dead. It was as simple and enigmatic as that. After thirty retentive age of near apocalyptic and catastrophic demolition, the war was over.

Prince wheal would later speculation to the cave where the real engagement had taken place, hoping to happen his champion there waiting for him. When he entered the concluding chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monolithic and almost mirror like surface sat on the former side, one with the cave bulwark and a powerful and evil magic radiating from it. Besides this unusual sight there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to provide and catch up with sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

IV Logos, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a speed work, to the highest degree of the letters touching one another and poorly done. Prince Cambria knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in order to convey peace of mind .