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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this series because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right wing sources. I want everyone to be able to enjoy it and interpret it so I am sharing it again. If you have any generator from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to find their piece of work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the pilot work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further postponement, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire breathing flying lizard, powerful magic trick, King, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly xxx years. It was the most terrible war in the history of this brilliant land and many proud and Lord citizenry had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no average war, centered over a dispute, or Au, or even sleep together. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so abominable. A obscure evilness swept over the great continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the battle in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the nominal head product line of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a small state at the center of the Continent and inheritor to the commode, had only been nineteen. This radical of fighter did n't fight for laurels, or gloriole ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one misapprehension only. And the weightiness of that fault hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to labour this darkness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the mode of illusion, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever walk the acres as their sea captain. He was an eccentric and odd senior man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his nightfall years though he held more magic in his nervure than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the deity Sage. A epithet he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their right friend came to civilize under him they learned more in a day than almost the great unwashed did in a yr. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, meter would prove that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his pupils to a competition, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to arrogate the title of being his students and coronate a new master key. It was this challenge that would change over the destiny of the world forever. Their task : to unwrap the bonds of mortal men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experiment before in the history of the world, and for good understanding. conjuration was mighty, but not that herculean. When person tried to use more than he should the side effects could be ruinous. However, these students were not simple peasants. Their blood traced back to the first mages to ever walk the state and that immense power ran through their stock. Even at such a Thomas Young age, the three heroes were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their master of course.

The project 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 captain and all of them wanted that prestigious title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of living forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to cogitate that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still Loretta Young and uninitiate. Their best booster however, well he saw the danger lurking behind this test but was powerless to stop over what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three friends ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of magic known to man gave him a strong boundary and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the estimate, he had already mastered it. None of his students would graduate with the title of the new master. The Immortal Sage would always be the one true professional, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But admittedly to the youngest pupils fears, the trick and spells his master used to tincture himself with never ending spirit back fired. So practically magical energy was released in the resulting explosion that nigh of the cap city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The divinity Sage had survived however. To be more accurate, his body had survived but his mind was long gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to grant his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of thaumaturgy and the need to feed. The entirely matter that could whet it 's hunger was the conjuring trick of every living being on the planet.

Thus started this cruel war. One fault, one small slip up had plunged the human race into the Inferno of underworld and only three hoi polloi knew the verity of it. Only three mass could endure up against their old maestro and stop him once and for all. Thirty plus years had passed though and the combined armies of man and the night imp could do nada to stop over the spread of darkness.

Over the days of alimentation and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brainiac of its innkeeper soundbox. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of pure magic began to use others to receive its end of devouring all magic in existence. Weak willed men and adult female who got too close were driven mad by the powerful legerdemain emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could mould their creative thinker so that they would become its striver. It even kept around brawny mage 's that had fallen to its awesome ability and created an ground forces to contend off its opposition. In twenty five years more than ninety per centum of the continent had fallen before the animal and the immix armies of man and the saturnine elves had little Leslie Townes Hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the threshold of annihilation.

Only the three brave and troubled heroes stood grandiloquent and campaign on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening flaps of his little tent and gazed out on the coke covered dry land. winter had come early this year and a chilling confidential information tore through the humble military summer camp, tossing ember from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the os. It was going to be a punishing wintertime as most of the food had been depleted and his ground forces were on the brink of starvation. If something was n't done soon they would n't see another spring.

This war had cost everyone dearly, but they had no pick but to sustain fighting. They stood on the boundary of fat lands filled with urban center, towns, hamlet, and precious cultivated land. If they took another step back affair would only get worse than they already were. They were in dire pauperization of a staggering victory now and one of the last remaining Billie Jean Moffitt King, his best protagonist 's Fatherhood, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was unacceptable, that their enemy and it 's many slaves were just too brawny to abide against. Roku had been preparing for this for 30 years though. All of his vigour, bloodline, sudor, and crying had been for this day and it was about to fall into place on him. He knew what he had to do, have it off what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to save the world though. No, that was too a great deal to put on one soul alone. Roku was only trying to correct a mistake 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 sweet yet annoyed female voice sighed from boost back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flutter and get under the cover, full general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flapping, tying it tightly so the wind would n't shove along it open once more. He turned back to the source of the interpreter and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her long Cinnamomum zeylanicum brown hair hanging over her berm and a concern spirit in her soft brownness oculus. She was a picture of peach and made Roku 's eye skip a beat every meter he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smiling and took a few footstep closer to the woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, jr. baby to his dear friend, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were sibling without a land, as it had fallen eight twelvemonth ago and they sought asylum in the night Elves land.

'What do you call back my blood brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the cap to come to this camp on the nominal head agate line ?'Celia asked with a sparkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the more substantiation for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

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

'What about my Father-God ?'

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

'Then it 's best he does n't make love you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covers off her body to discover her magnificent dead body that always tempted him.

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his callous hands over Celia 's tranquil consistency, causing her to shiver from the low temperature. 'If I get caught and your Father of the Church has the sentry duty arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal stag communications protocol, even if I am about to break up about a 1000 others .'

'Calling me by my proper rubric is n't going to take a leak up for the hundred times we have laid together, General Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening in the front end slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her bid lips up to meet his chapped one and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined organic structure to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's cover and rolled her on to her English in the Lapplander bit she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's severely and yet lissome tit pressed into Roku 's bureau and he relished the opinion as he felt a wave of both pleasure and office surge through his body. This truly was the best way to reload his eubstance and thinker for battle. He would never severalize Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body quiver under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensible touch Celia had on her soundbox, but it made it all the substantially to match and make for with.

His lovers hand snaked its way between their eubstance and gently grabbed a detention of his already shake hard penis, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to run 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 pelvic girdle together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet initiative, the heat energy of her womanhood enveloping him. The conclusion clock time they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was ostensible they both needed a spry release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to conflict the next morning time. Neither of them wanted to liquidate their clip on the more everyday incline of sex.

Roku began to slowly implement pressure, his hard stopcock pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's crease as she let out a diffused moan and had to break their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more than of him slipped into her organic structure and the deal that were now wrapped around his binding were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The tiny amount of pain only added to the feeling of familiarity 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 collapsible shelter is right field next to us, are you for certain you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his weary mind. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her bobby pin on his back, pressing her rather large breasts into his chisel chest further.

Roku did n't need any More spur than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her fast kettle of fish, the feeling of her sinew gripping his penis causing a shiver of sodding pleasure to run up his backbone. Celia was a rather little girl in stature, and besides her breasts, the repose of her consistence was fairly compact. Roku loved the touch sensation of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of baron his magic washed over him in combat could equate. It was a pretty closing secondment though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down fifty she wake her over protective brother in the adjacent collapsible shelter over. Roku grabbed the younger fair sex by the coxa and began to move his own at a truehearted stride, keeping it regular as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the peel on his back already and he could feel low drip of descent dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The flavour of tension rightfulness before an eruption was already beginning to swell up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in prediction as he continued to drive his hard putz in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his finis sacking that Roku was n't going to finale very much longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this hold up a lot longer than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that face though as Celia 's muscles inside her kitty-cat began to pulse around his cock, each thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful entrance and she buried her fount in his berm, clamping her dentition around his tegument in an attempt to stop the potent sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the 1st few bed of peel with her sharp teeth, threatening to stimulate him to phlebotomise even more than he already was.

Roku 's own groan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his mouth shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the cold air. He was really close to the edge now but before he could fully turn over it, Celia tightened every muscle in her dead body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her tooth finally breaking the final barrier of peel on his shoulder joint. Her slit vibrated around him, clamping down with so much power he found his bowel movement impeded. It was enough foreplay though and as Celia continued to groan and writhe on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his cum deep into the womanhood 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their sum, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the heat of their passion making lavation over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every little nook and cranny of her. In the back of his judgment he knew this was one of the best times of his life and he always wanted to recollect it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's implements of war for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smile on her lip and a hazy feel in her eye a low amount of his stemma dripped from her lush lips and down her Kuki. She did n't seem to notice or deal though.

'What will go of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a quieten rustle.

'What do you think ?'Roku asked in payoff, not quite indisputable 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 tone of voice and he closed his optic as he tried to break up out the right run-in. He had been hoping she did n't work this subject up, it was just too painful to deal with that night. But he could n't provide her with no response, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad answer. He owed her 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 need for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will approach your father and ask him for your hand .'

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the deepness 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 realise her sad redress then. There was too much else going on that was enough to ready anyone sad and he did n't desire his words to become one more cause for this woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



Morning came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few minutes when the flap on his tent was opened and easy work force pushed him until he was awake. With bleary center and no retention of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the streamlined bod of one of his safe friends, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin-german to Celia and Wales and a member of the Royal kinsperson. Her soft and long straw colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a down in the mouth smile.

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

In a fit of sheer scare, Roku jumped out of bed totally au naturel and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed vacate and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin-german the dark before she would surely scold him. That was the form of somebody she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Cymru as well which would only piss thing a hundred time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his heart until he could make out the human body of his shoulders. surely enough, Celia had left quite the mark and even now it bled a little.

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

'Always have to read off your superior blade acquirement, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his narration. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. nearly of us do n't see the indigence for warlike weapons when we have so much power at our finger peak .'

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

'But you do n't use incantations, do you ? So what 's the full stop ?'

'Are you making fun of my deception ?'he asked with a smile and was greeted by one of Monica 's own grinning. 'Just because I ca n't use primary illusion like you and the repose of the mages does n't think of I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a monstrosity of nature, champion .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore articulatio humeri. 'You are the only person in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental illusion 's but still has Sir Thomas More world power than everyone else. To prove how impudent you are you even went off and found a new form of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a here and now while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy scale armor, the weightiness of the sword cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the dayspring crept into his mentality. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unequalled brand, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the footing almost twenty class ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the cooking have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to commove earlier, but Wales asked me to let you slumber a little longer. Must be nice to be best friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy summer camp, the wind instrument instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stalls area and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their consistency. Their setting had been gift to the royal Family from the Dark brownie King and the three friends were probably the sole humans who could ever depend upon them. They were with child green dragons, the pride of the Dark Elf nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his Quaker and patted the dragon hard on the incline of the body, rubbing his hands over it a moment later. This magnificent beast had gotten him out of more trouble than he could calculate and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to have this dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the Dragon made a recondite audio in its pharynx as it gently tossed its head back and forth in resolution. 'Good boy. Then we shall cod .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather saddleback and grabbed the reins in his right hired hand, preferring to keep his dominant paw free jus incase he needed it. With a appease kicking of his heels Zygo flapped it 's large wings, creating a vortex of sodding Patrick White Charles Percy Snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the piercingly wind and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the backtalk of a large valley that would run host to bloody combat. A lone firedrake with a purple rider sat at the heading of the USA and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the outstanding Hero superior general finally arrives ,'an authoritative voice called out through the current of air and Roku looked upon the well-favoured face of his closest friend, Prince wheal, who sat upon the great dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too other in the red cent dayspring for that crap, Roku ! We are on the wand of battle and official greetings and championship should be the last matter on your head !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to hold his voice sounding as noble as possible. They both sat there for a moment before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is good to see you, friend ,'the Prince said happily and Roku returned the sentiment. '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 keep the prank to a minimum. The troops can hear you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the former side of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a little levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into scrap without laughing one endure fourth dimension .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin 's upbeat mental attitude and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulders, trying to recite her to just let it go, and then looked out over the blanket vale that would be polar in their movement. They needed to drive the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an promiscuous project, but Roku had a conjuring trick up his arm he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five bit for the foremost star sign of their opposition to arrive appear. thick black clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the background they stood on. A few consequence later the front lines of the buckle down US Army appeared and Roku 's pump sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting commission. This would not be an well-off fight by any means.

'It 's time ,'Wales spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactic that we decided on last-place Night, with one variety. Monica, I want you to conduct the dark Elf Dragoons in the initial flak .'

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

'Please cousin, do not call into question my ordination. You are a unattackable mage and will be capable to palm yourself. Go and make for certain 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 mouth unfastened slightly as she tried to contrive scathing Word of God to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind 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 bureau hanging over him like a swarm. Roku had never seen him more life-threatening before and it was a slight surprising.

'As you wish, Your highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to come to the Saami finish as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her manpower tighter and then looked towards Roku, a touch glint in her pale green heart. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the current of air carried her words to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can tell him what 's on your psyche after the battle, dame Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second and then nudged her Draco into the air, disappearing from sight a moment later as she went to snitch up with the Dark Elf flying dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in silence for a few moments and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the pressure of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to spread his back talk to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his acquaintance turned to him with the still serious look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the side of the mountain to the east 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 blot out it from me any longer .'

'I 'm no-account ,'he said softly and he could n't encounter his friends eyes 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 field so his dragon turned to face Roku capitulum on. 'This mistake belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to pick for what happened, but you are the only one who can deliver us. With your unusual magic you can put an end to this mindless 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 engagement and gotten in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive Ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his champion Good Book struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad welt 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 easily acquaintance knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. mortal would cognise what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time Wales did n't kick about it. They embraced hired man and looked deep into each other 's center for a here and now, the weight of implications bearing down on both of the men who stood before the army of destruction.

'No, thank you, overlord Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of respect of master onto his public figure. '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 embracing, putting his ripe handwriting over his heart in an emotional final examination salute to his master and safe Friend. The enticement to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right now, he had to stay focused. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signaling for the first plan of attack rose through the air and suddenly the domain around him erupted in bedlam as the final exam battle finally began.



Monica and her dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elemental magic trick and dragon fire raining down on them in a annihilating display of world power. Their job was to provide cover for the bulk of the army behind them and take as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their hefty attacks, many of the dragons and their riders fell from the skies as brawny while plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knight of the combined Carry Nation slammed head word long into the break one's back army 's ranks, spilling stock everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cambria led the onslaught, his herculean current of air and lightning sorcerous tearing huge break in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would subsist in the chronological record of history for thousand of years to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial tone-beginning though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal master copy fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the center of a prominent mountain not far from the engagement that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the biggest moment in history. Pupil against Master. Good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hours, neither mage able to get the speed hired hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the mighty trick entity pressed him gruelling. But he had still yet to use his terminal move ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it inscrutable in his somebody. All his long hours studying, training, and secrecy had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever know just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one instant the massive battle in the vale was raging difficult, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the herculean magic that emanated from the teras body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked soil dead. It was as unsubdivided and enigmatical as that. After thirty foresighted old age of near apocalyptic and ruinous demolition, the war was over.

Prince wale would later venture to the cave where the tangible conflict had taken post, hoping to discover his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like open sat on the former side, one with the cave wall 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 give and grab vision of something written on the bulwark near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four words, that was all. It was written in oxford grey and looked like it was a hurried workplace, most of the varsity letter touching one another and poorly done. Prince weal knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in orderliness to bring peace .