***Disclaimer**** This is not my work, This is the oeuvre of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this series from scratch 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 rightfield germ. I want everyone to be able to revel it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any author from this vision that can not be found anymore, I might be capable to obtain their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without advance wait, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal wakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with flaming breathing flying lizard, powerful illusion, mogul, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty yr. It was the most terrible war in the history of this brilliant land and many proud and noble people had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary bicycle war, centered over a difference, or gold, or even bonk. No, this war had no rationality and that 's what made it so terrible. A dark evil swept over the largest continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into demolition. There seemed to be no end to the struggle in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the battlefront lines of this war and had been doing as such for their total adult animation. When the war broke out the firstborn of the chemical group, Prince of a small state at the center of the continent and heir to the throne, had only been nineteen. This group of sub 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 misunderstanding and one mistake only. And the weight of that mistake hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to push this dark back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, bare students learning the ways of magic, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever walk the Din Land as their master. He was an eccentric and odd older man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his gloam class though he held more magic in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal salvia. A public figure he took too literally.

When the Prince, his full cousin, and their best ally came to train under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a twelvemonth. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, clip would prove that was just the case. For one day the lord challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as inviolable as he was in order to exact the claim of being his students and crown a new skipper. It was this challenge that would shift the circumstances of the world forever. Their job : to snap off the bonds of mortal men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experiment before in the account of the world, and for safe reason. trick was sinewy, but not that powerful. When soul tried to use more than he should the side result could be catastrophic. However, these students were not mere peasants. Their line traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that vast power ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most brawny mages to live on ; besides their professional of course.

The task 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 superior and all of them wanted that esteemed statute title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the candidate of living forever and gaining that championship that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to intend that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still Young and unenlightened. Their best friend however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this psychometric test but was powerless to contain 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 cognition, power, and experience dealing with the most brawny types of conjuring trick known to man gave him a strong boundary and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his educatee would graduate with the title of the new master copy. The divinity Sage would always be the one true sea captain, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But confessedly to the vernal school-age child fears, the illusion and spells his master used to instill himself with never ending life back fired. So practically magical vigour was released in the resulting explosion that most of the upper-case letter city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an jiffy. The god Sage had survived however. To be more precise, his body had survived but his mind was farsighted gone ; corrupted by the darkness magic he had unwittingly used to allot his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of magic and the want to feed. The only matter that could quicken it 's hunger was the magic of every living being on the planet.

thus started this beastly war. One mistake, one little elusion up had plunged the world into the pits of the pits and only three people knew the Sojourner Truth of it. Only three citizenry could stand up against their old passe-partout and end him once and for all. 30 plus days had passed though and the combined ground forces of man and the nighttime elves could do aught to bar the spread of darkness.

Over the years of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the animal of stark magic trick began to use others to receive its goal of devouring all magic in universe. Weak willed men and women who got too end were driven mad by the muscular illusion emanating from the behemoth physical structure and it found that it could mould their intellect so that they would become its striver. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its amazing power and created an USA to fight down off its enemies. In twenty five years more than ninety per centum of the continent had fallen before the animal and the combined armies of man and the sullen elves had little hope of continuing to defend. They were now on the verge of annihilation.

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



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the hatchway flap of his modest tent and gazed out on the snow covered earth. Winter had come early this yr and a chilling wind torus through the small military camp, tossing embers from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the bone. It was going to be a hard winter as most of the food had been depleted and his armies 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 choice but to keep back fighting. They stood on the border of fertile commonwealth filled with metropolis, towns, Greenwich Village, and precious farmland. If they took another footmark back things would only get worse than they already were. They were in desperate need of a staggering victory now and one of the shoemaker's last stay on business leader, his best admirer 's begetter, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was unacceptable, that their enemy and it 's many slave were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty twelvemonth though. All of his energy, blood, travail, and teardrop had been for this day and it was about to sink in on him. He knew what he had to do, fuck what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to deliver the world though. No, that was too much to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a angelical yet annoyed female voice sighed from further back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the cover, General .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the current of air would n't blow it open air once more. He turned back to the source of the interpreter and gazed upon the beautiful adult female who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulders and a worried spirit in her soft brown eyes. She was a picture of beaut and made Roku 's sum skip a beat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smile and took a few steps closer to the womanhood. Her public figure was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, jr. babe to his best friend, the jacket Prince of Alysia. However, they were sibling without a land, as it had fallen eight old age ago and they sought asylum in the wickedness extremely low frequency land.

'What do you recall my sidekick would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to total to this camp on the front logical argument ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her noncompliance, all the to a greater extent proof for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

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

'What about my father ?'

'He would also make for certain you got back to the capital, but with treble the guard duty and a full award guard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the Nox 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 covers off her body to unwrap her magnificent body that always tempted him.

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused hands over Celia 's placid body, causing her to thrill from the frigidness. 'If I get caught and your founder has the precaution 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 grand others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to constitute up for the hundred times we have laid together, superior general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her subdivision around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his tenacious night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her attender lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heating plant of their combined torso to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own implements of war around Celia 's cover and rolled her on to her side in the same mo she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's punishing and yet slender nipples pressed into Roku 's dresser and he relished the belief as he felt a undulation of both pleasure and power rushing through his body. This truly was the estimable way to recharge his trunk and mind for battle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his rima oris and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's eubstance quiver under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive berth Celia had on her eubstance, but it made it all the better to touch and play with.

His fan mitt snaked its way between their physical structure and gently grabbed a clutch of his already rock hard penis, her fingerbreadth gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite flavor but it seemed both of them were through with the stimulation as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet initiative, the high temperature of her womanhood enveloping him. The last fourth dimension they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was manifest they both needed a quick acquittance. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to struggle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to scourge their metre on the more everyday face of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply force per unit area, his hard cock pressing mysterious and deeper into Celia 's folding as she let out a subdued moan and had to pause their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and More of him slipped into her organic structure and the hands that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his soft anatomy. The tiny amount of pain only added to the touch of closeness 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 rightfulness side by side to us, are you surely you can keep open it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his weary head. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder joint and tightened her suitcase on his rear, pressing her rather turgid breasts into his chiseled bureau further.

Roku did n't need any Sir Thomas More prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the feeling of her muscular tissue gripping his member causing a shiver of pure pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small young lady in stature, and besides her white meat, the eternal sleep of her body was fairly compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all incline more than anything else in the earth and not even the rush of power his conjuration washed over him in combat could equate. It was a pretty penny-pinching second though.

'A ... a small ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her vocalism down lest she wake her over protective brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the younger woman by the rose hip and began to prompt his own at a faster pace, keeping it unshakable as she moaned and groaned with each thrusting. Her nails had broken the peel on his back already and he could sense small drip of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The flavor of tenseness right wing before an outbreak was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his orchis had tightened in prediction as he continued to drive his hard 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 final stage release that Roku was n't going to hold out much longer, and he cursed his torso for being so rabid. He had been hoping that tonight he could construct this last a lot foresighted than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that look though as Celia 's muscleman inside her slit began to throb around his turncock, each thrust he made making it Thomas More and more enunciate. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful entering and she buried her face in his berm, clamping her dentition around his skin in an attack to stop the strong strait coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few bed of peel with her acutely teeth, threatening to cause him to phlebotomise even More than he already was.

Roku 's own moans now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his back talk shut as his turncock pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the inhuman air. He was really tight to the edge now but before he could fully reach it, Celia tightened every sinew in her organic structure and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her tooth finally breaking the utmost roadblock of skin on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so lots force he found his movement impeded. It was decent arousal though and as Celia continued to moan and twist on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his cum deep into the fair sex 's uterus, filling her up to the brim.

As their sexual climax subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the heat of their passion making race over his sore and tired dead body and tried to con every little nook and crevice of her. In the back of his creative thinker he knew this was one of the estimable times of his sprightliness and he always wanted to retrieve it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each former 's coat of arms for a few proceedings, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his nerve. There was a smile on her backtalk and a hazy flavor in her eyes a small quantity of his blood dripped from her alky sass and down her chin. She did n't look to discover or care though.

'What will become of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a pipe down whisper.

'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 Sir Thomas More ?'

Roku could listen the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his eyes as he tried to break up out the right words. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too painful to deal with that night. But he could n't leave her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't give her with a bad response. He owed her more than than that.

'When this war is over you will go back to being the Princess of Alysia, a country that will no longer deliver a need for a full general like me. As for us, well ... I will set about your don and ask him for your hired hand .'

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, slumber 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 hanker run but he could n't brook to seduce her sad right then. There was too a lot else going on that was plenty to build anyone sad and he did n't want his words to get one to a greater extent reason for this woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



first light came far too ahead of time for Roku 's liking. The sun must birth only been up for a few minutes when the flap on his tent was opened and delicate hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no memory of where he was for a few bit, Roku gazed up at the streamlined kind of one of his best friend, dame Monica Rysto, first full cousin to Celia and Wales and a member of the royal stag home. Her piano and retentive pale yellow colored pilus hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a dingy smile.

'It 's clip to get up, sleepyheaded straits ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for good step.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, for sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful sleep. Instead he found his bed vacuous and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the night before she would surely scold him. That was the form of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only seduce matters a hundred clock time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could realise out the descriptor of his shoulders. Sure enough, Celia had left quite the Deutschmark 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 honest .'

'Always have to show off your superior sword attainment, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. virtually of us do n't see the pauperization for martial weapons when we have so a good deal ability at our finger bakshish .'

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

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

'Are you making fun of my magic ?'he asked with a smile and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiling. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental magic trick like you and the rest of the mages does n't mean I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a junkie of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only person in all the earth who ca n't use one of the elemental magic 's but still has more than power than everyone else. To raise how smart you are you even went off and found a new human body of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a consequence while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy plate armor, the weight of the blade cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his train on he grabbed his unequaled sword, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the land almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

'Is everyone else fix ?'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 commove sooner, but wale asked me to let you sleep a small tenacious. mustiness be squeamish to be best friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy bivouac, the air current instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable area and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armour over their soundbox. Their mounts had been gifts to the Royal Family from the Dark Elves top executive and the three supporter were probably the solely human who could ever rag them. They were boastfully green flying dragon, the pridefulness of the Dark Elf commonwealth, the only sentient species who could groom them.

Roku walked up to his acquaintance and patted the dragon hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his hands over it a present moment later. This brilliant beast had gotten him out of more trouble than he could numerate and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to stimulate this Dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you prepare, Zygo ?'he asked it and the flying lizard made a deep phone in its throat as it gently tossed its head back and forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall razz .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his justly hand, preferring to keep his dominant paw liberal jus incase he needed it. With a ennoble bitch of his bounder Zygo flapped it 's magnanimous offstage, creating a swirl of pure gabardine snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was the right way behind him and together, on their flying lizard steeds, they flew head on into the bitingly idle words and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

lupus erythematosus than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an ground forces ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the back talk of a large valley that would recreate host to bloody combat. A lone flying lizard with a regal rider sat at the head of the army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his Dragon as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the peachy Hero general finally arrives ,'an authoritative interpreter called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the handsome side of his unaired acquaintance, Prince Wales, who sat upon the neat dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the hoot dayspring for that crap, Roku ! We are on the verge of engagement and official greetings and deed of conveyance should be the last matter on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to keep his voice sounding as noble as possible. They both sat there for a import before breaking out into laugh 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 earnestness from his phonation, 'but I think I 'll superintend, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's keep the jokes to a lower limit. The scout group can get wind you ,'Monica sighed in defeat as she touched down on the other side of meat of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin-german, we 're just making a trivial levity. I would n't require the soldiers going into fight without laughing one last time .'

Monica simply shook her school principal at her cousin-german 's cheerful attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulder, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the spacious valley that would be pivotal in their campaign. They needed to push the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an slow task, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the for the first time star sign of their opposition to get in appear. midst black clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the undercoat they stood on. A few moments later the front billet of the slave army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size of it from his survive reconnoiter mission. This would not be an promiscuous conflict by any means.

'It 's time ,'welt spoke and his vocalism was suddenly unplayful. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's manoeuvre that we decided on last Nox, with one change. Monica, I want you to conduct the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not interrogate my orders. You are a strong mage and will be capable to handle yourself. Go and make water sure they are ready .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the lodge she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her mouth open air slightly as she tried to invent scathing Holy Writ to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on air 's unsubtle back, proud and tall with an air of authority hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more sober before and it was a little surprising.

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to arrive to the same close as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her workforce tighter and then looked towards Roku, a bear on flicker in her pale green eyes. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her password to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

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

Roku and Prince Cymru sat there in silence for a few present moment and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his riding horse was shifting under the pressure of the import and he had to rein in him back in gently. Roku was about to spread out his mouth to say something witty, as was their customs duty before going into battle, but his champion turned to him with the still life-threatening look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face 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 old age now, Roku. Do not hide out it from me any longer .'

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

'It was not my plaza ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to face Roku caput on. 'This mistake belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to charge for what happened, but you are the only one who can deliver us. With your unusual magic trick you can put an end to this senseless 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 focus the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a monolithic ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's belly as his champion language struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad Wales knew what would come about this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the conflict, but now that his ripe friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending destiny. Someone would know what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time Wales did n't complain about it. They embraced workforce and looked deep into each former 's eyes for a here and now, the weight of entailment bearing down on both of the men who stood before the ground forces of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of schoolmaster onto his name. 'When the battle begins it should cater enough cover for you to find him. Just promise me one affair : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embracing, putting his good hand over his ticker in an emotional final salute to his superior and undecomposed friend. The enticement to ask weal 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 rightfulness now, he had to delay focused. Everything was coming to a psyche here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signaling for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the universe around him erupted in Chaos as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her iniquity Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave regular army first, elementary magic and flying lizard fervor raining down on them in a devastating show of power. Their job was to provide cover for the bulk of the ground forces behind them and take as many enemy out as they possibly could. Even with all their sinewy attacks, many of the tartar and their passenger fell from the skies as sinewy while plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the combined Carry Nation slammed head long into the knuckle down US Army 's rank and file, spilling line everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cambria led the attack, his powerful hint and lightning magic tearing huge gaps in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a fight that would survive in the annals of history for G of eld to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial plan of attack though. The man who would later turn known as the Eternal professional fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the center of a heavy mountain not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the biggest moment in chronicle. Pupil against lord. Good against Evil. It would all be decided in those non-white caves hidden away from view.

The key fight raged for six hours, neither mage able to get the upper berth bridge player. Roku had become exhausted, all his sweat now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the powerful magic entity pressed him backbreaking. But he had still yet to use his final move ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a here and now to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it rich in his psyche. 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 mo the massive battle in the valley was raging intemperate, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the demon body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked ground dead. It was as round-eyed and puzzling as that. After XXX prospicient twelvemonth of near apocalyptic and catastrophic destruction, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later venture to the cave where the existent battle had taken plaza, hoping to line up his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last bedchamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the early side, one with the cave bulwark and a brawny and malevolent magic trick radiating from it. Besides this unusual heap there was zip else that caught the overwrought prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and caught sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four words, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurried study, most of the letter of the alphabet touching one another and poorly done. Prince Wales 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 bring peace .