***Disclaimer**** This is not my piece of work, This is the workplace of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this series from boodle 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 mightily sources. I want everyone to be able to relish it and learn it so I am sharing it again. If you have any author from this great deal that can not be found anymore, I might be able to get hold their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost to the highest degree of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without farther wait, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a earthly concern filled with fire breathing Dragon, brawny magic, Kings, and rook, a war had been raging for nearly xxx years. It was the most terrible war in the history of this splendid realm and many proud and noble people had lost their lives due to the combat. This was no ordinary war, centered over a contravention, or amber, or even get laid. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so terrible. A blue wickedness swept over the great continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the conflict in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front telephone circuit of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult lifespan. When the war broke out the eldest of the chemical group, Prince of a small commonwealth at the center of the Continent and heir to the throne, had only been 19. This group of poor boy did n't agitate for purity, or glorification ; no, they fought to correct the ill-timed they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one mistake only. And the weighting of that misunderstanding hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to bear on 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 have the strongest mage to ever walk the land as their master. He was an outlandish and odd older man who many had said was beyond his efflorescence. Even in his gloaming years though he held more charming in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal Sage. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his first cousin, and their best friend came to take under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a twelvemonth. Everything seemed to good to be straight. Sadly, prison term would leaven that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as firm as he was in order to claim the deed of conveyance of being his scholar and coronate a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the destiny of the earthly concern forever. Their task : to break the adhesion of mortal men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experimentation before in the account of the macrocosm, and for good reason. thaumaturgy was herculean, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use to a greater extent than he should the side gist could be catastrophic. However, these scholarly person were not bare provincial. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that immense power ran through their blood. Even at such a Edward Young age, the three submarine sandwich were some of the most hefty mages to live ; besides their master of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in unavowed away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that esteemed title of respect. The Prince and his first 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 recollect that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still young and primitive. Their better friend 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 friends ; their captain was also working on his own solution as well. His noesis, magnate, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of thaumaturgy known to man gave him a stiff border and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the estimation, he had already mastered it. None of his student would graduate with the form of address of the new master. The Immortal Sage would always be the one true master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But reliable to the untried pupil fears, the magic trick and spells his master used to infuse himself with never ending life back fired. So a lot magical vigor was released in the resulting explosion that most of the uppercase urban center, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an twinkling. The deity salvia had survived however. To be more precise, his consistence had survived but his mind was long gone ; corrupted by the wickedness magic he had unwittingly used to grant his compliments. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of magic and the need to give. The merely affair that could quicken it 's hunger was the magic of every living being on the planet.

thus started this cruel war. One mistake, one little slip up had plunged the macrocosm into the endocarp of hell and only three people knew the truth of it. Only three people could stand up against their old passe-partout and terminate him once and for all. XXX plus days had passed though and the aggregate regular army of man and the dark gremlin could do nothing to arrest the spread of darkness.

Over the years of alimentation 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 creature of pure magic began to use others to obtain its end of devouring all illusion in existence. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the powerful magic emanating from the giant consistency and it found that it could mould their nous so that they would get its hard worker. It even kept around hefty mage 's that had fallen to its awesome power and created an army to contend off its foeman. In XX five class more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the compound armies of man and the dark elves had trivial Hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of annihilation.

Only the three brave and troubled Hero of Alexandria stood tall and contend on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the possibility pother of his minor collapsible shelter and gazed out on the snow covered land. wintertime had come early this year and a cooling wind torus through the small military machine cantonment, tossing embers from the firing pits into the air and chilling every person to the bone. It was going to be a toilsome wintertime as almost of the food for thought had been depleted and his US Army 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 fighting. They stood on the boundary of fertile landed estate filled with metropolis, towns, settlement, 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 lurch victory now and one of the conclusion remaining top executive, his ripe friend 's don, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their foeman and it 's many hard worker were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty geezerhood though. All of his vim, blood line, lather, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, roll in the hay what was needed of him and he would not recoil under that responsibleness. He was not fighting to economize the humanity though. No, that was too much to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to redress a mistake he had made as a child and fix the trouble it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweet yet annoyed female person voice sighed from further back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the blanket, full general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the wind would n't bungle it afford once more. He turned back to the reservoir of the vocalism and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown haircloth hanging over her shoulder joint and a concern look in her soft brown center. She was a photograph of beauty and made Roku 's philia skip a dumbfound every fourth dimension he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grinning 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 protagonist, the treetop Prince of Alysia. However, they were sibling without a country, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark pixie land.

'What do you call back my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the cap to fall to this camp on the movement product line ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her noncompliance, all the more than proof for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send out you back home with three twelve guards. welt has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her capitulum in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also make trusted you got back to the uppercase, but with double the guards and a replete pureness 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 lighter of another day .'

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

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

'How many clock time do I have to ask you ? hold back calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his cauterise hands over Celia 's quiet body, causing her to throb from the frigidness. 'If I get caught and your father has the safety arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal protocol, even if I am about to break about a G others .'

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

Celia wrapped her arm around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their organic structure were pressed tightly together, his long dark robe opening in the strawman slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to run into his chapped single and kissed him passionately, allowing the heating of their coalesce bodies to warm up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own blazonry around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the same moment she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple nipples pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the touch sensation as he felt a waving of both pleasance and power rush through his dead body. This truly was the safe way to recharge his trunk and thinker for battle. He would never differentiate Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the glossa that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body shudder under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many spiritualist post Celia had on her eubstance, but it made it all the better to tinct and run with.

His fan hand snaked its way between their trunk and gently grabbed a time lag of his already shake hard penis, her digit gripping it around the root word stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an dainty feeling 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 oral sex up with her wet opening, the passion of her fair sex enveloping him. The last time they had been together like this had been six calendar month ago and it was apparent they both needed a straightaway spillage. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the succeeding morning time. Neither of them wanted to waste their fourth dimension on the more unremarkable slope of sex.

Roku began to slowly give pressure, his hard hammer pressing bass and deeper into Celia 's folds as she let out a easygoing groan and had to break their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as More and More of him slipped into her body and the custody that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The tiny amount of money of pain sensation only added to the intuitive feeling 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 comrade 's tent is ripe next to us, are you sure you can keep back it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his fatigue head. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her handle on his back, pressing her rather large breast into his chiseled breast further.

Roku did n't need any More prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her blotto hole, the flavour of her muscularity gripping his member causing a shiver of saturated delight to run up his spine. Celia was a rather diminished girl in stature, and besides her bosom, the rest of her trunk was fairly compact. Roku loved the belief of being squeezed on all sides to a greater extent than anything else in the man and not even the rush of power his illusion washed over him in combat could liken. It was a pretty close minute though.

'A ... a slight ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down 50 she wake her over protective sidekick in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the jr. woman by the hips and began to move his own at a degraded pace, keeping it stabilize as she moaned and groaned with each driving force. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could sense diminished trickle of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right before an bang was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in prediction as he continued to drive his hard cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling heyday, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his finis release that Roku was n't going to last a lot longer, and he cursed his consistency for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this last a lot long than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to throb around his pecker, each thrust he made making it more and more marked. Her groan had been getting louder with each emphatic entry and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an endeavor to stop the potent sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the foremost few layers of pelt with her penetrative teeth, threatening to get him to shed blood even Thomas More than he already was.

Roku 's own groan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his sassing shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the frigidness air. He was really close to the edge now but before he could fully reach it, Celia tightened every muscular tissue in her body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her dentition finally breaking the terminal barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her cunt vibrated around him, clamping down with so often power he found his trend impeded. It was enough stimulant though and as Celia continued to groan and writhe on him his own soundbox seized up and he unleashed his source deep into the cleaning woman 's uterus, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their wedlock, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her consistency. He let the heat of their beloved fashioning slipstream over his sore and tired organic structure and tried to memorize every little corner and cranny of her. In the dorsum of his mind he knew this was one of the best times of his life and he always wanted to remember it. No affair what.

After they lay there in each former 's arms for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding berm and looked up at his font. There was a smiling on her back talk and a foggy look in her eye a modest sum of money of his ancestry dripped from her lush mouth and down her chin. She did n't appear to notice or like though.

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

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

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

Roku could get a line the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his heart as he tried to peck out the right Word of God. He had been hoping she did n't bring in this content up, it was just too dreadful to deal with that night. But he could n't go forth her with no reply, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad answer. He owed her 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 need for a general like me. As for us, well ... I will approach your beginner and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him mean, wrapping every inch 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 untimely. He would end up hurting her in the recollective run but he could n't stand to make her sad mightily then. There was too practically else going on that was decent to make anyone sad and he did n't want his Good Book to become one More cause for this woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



dawning came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few minutes when the dither on his tent was opened and mild hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eye and no memory of where he was for a few here and now, Roku gazed up at the sleek form of one of his best admirer, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and weal and a member of the royal stag family. Her piano and long wheat colored hair hung over her brass like a curtain and she wore a gruesome smile.

'It 's time to get up, sleepy head ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for right quantity.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, indisputable he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no shadow the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin-german the night before she would surely berate him. That was the variety of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to weal as well which would only make affair a century time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the strain of his shoulder joint. surely enough, Celia had left quite the fall guy 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 show off your superior sword attainment, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his level. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the penury for martial weapons when we have so a lot power at our digit confidential information .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his military machine uniform in straw man of his friend while he answered. 'If somebody 's coming at you with a steel and you falter in your incantation, you 're as good as dead .'

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

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

'Oh, but you are a nut of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore articulatio humeri. 'You are the lonesome person in all the public who ca n't use one of the primary magic 's but still has to a greater extent power than everyone else. To establish how smart you are you even went off and found a new form of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his clayey scale armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his ivory as the chill air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unequaled sword, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the basis almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

'Is everyone else prepare ?'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 rouse early, but strake asked me to let you log Z's a slight longer. Must be nice to be considerably friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy inner circle, the wind instrument instantly cooling his armor down to an intolerable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stalls area and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armour over their consistency. Their mounts had been gifts to the Royal Family from the Dark Elves King and the three friend were probably the exclusively world who could ever taunt them. They were with child putting green dragons, the superbia of the shadow Elf nation, the merely sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the Draco hard on the face of the trunk, rubbing his men over it a moment later. This magnificent beast had gotten him out of more problem than he could count and the two had bonded in the attack of war. He was truly blessed to have this dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you prepare, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a deep sound in its throat as it gently tossed its brain back and forth in reply. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the orotund leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his correct handwriting, preferring to keep his dominant hand dislodge jus incase he needed it. With a gentle kick of his heels Zygo flapped it 's tumid backstage, creating a swirl of virginal white snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right-hand behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the biting malarkey and towards the situation of the upcoming battle.

LE than ten bit later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand hard lined up neatly beneath them at the backtalk of a boastfully valley that would represent legion to bloody combat. A lone dragon with a regal rider sat at the school principal of the U. S. Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the great Hero superior general finally arrives ,'an classical vocalism called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the handsome human face of his stuffy Quaker, Prince Wales, who sat upon the great firedrake Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the damn morning for that crap, Roku ! We are on the verge of battle and official greetings and rubric should be the last thing on your brain !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to hold back 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 voice, 'but I think I 'll manage, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's keep the jokes to a lower limit. The military personnel can hear you ,'Monica sighed in thwarting as she touched down on the other English of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a little levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into combat without laughing one last sentence .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin-german 's pollyannaish attitude and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his articulatio humeri, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the broad valley that would be polar in their campaign. They needed to push the enemy back here or adventure losing everything. It would n't be an promiscuous 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 first sign of their foe to get appear. midst mordant swarm gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the ground they stood on. A few bit later the front demarcation of the slave army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his finally reconnoitering mission. This would not be an gentle fighting by any means.

'It 's time ,'welt spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's manoeuvre that we decided on final stage dark, with one alteration. Monica, I want you to lead the darkness Elf Dragoons in the initial approach .'

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

'Please full cousin, do not call into question my gild. You are a substantial mage and will be able 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 assailable slightly as she tried to formulate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on gentle wind 's liberal back, proud and tall with an air of self-confidence hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a little surprising.

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to come to the Same conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a worry glint in her pale green eyes. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her Holy Writ to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can tell him what 's on your creative thinker after the battle, Lady Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second and then nudged her Dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a consequence later as she went to accost up with the wickedness Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince weal sat there in muteness for a few instant 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 afford his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his friend turned to him with the still serious look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face of the raft 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 hide it from me any longer .'

'I 'm no-account ,'he said softly and he could n't run into his friends eyes anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to hold on me ?'

'It was not my place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the rightfield so his dragon turned to face Roku promontory on. 'This mistake belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to blame for what happened, but you are the only one who can pay off us. With your strange magic 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 fight and get in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, pal .'

There was a massive ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his acquaintance words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was gladiola wale 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 scoop protagonist knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. 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 hands and looked deep into each other 's optic for a import, the weight of conditional relation bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of schoolmaster onto his epithet. 'When the battle begins it should bring home the bacon 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 decently hand over his affection in an emotional final salute to his superior and best friend. The enticement to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was dingy hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right wing now, he had to delay focalise. Everything was coming to a oral sex here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the first flack rose through the air and suddenly the world around him erupted in chaos as the final conflict finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, primary magic and dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating exhibit of king. Their job was to provide cover for the bulk of the army behind them and admit as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful attempt, many of the flying dragon and their passenger fell from the skies as powerful spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and horse of the conflate nations slammed head long into the striver army 's rank and file, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the attack, his hefty wind and lightning magic tearing huge gaps in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a conflict that would live in the chronological record of history for thou of years to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal skipper fought his way through his fallen victor guards that had hidden in a cave in the essence of a large sight not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the with child import in history. student against Master. Good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key struggle raged for six hours, neither mage able to get the speed hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his elbow grease now just trying to stave off the killing snow as the powerful magic entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final move ; the one that would end it all decent then and there. If there was ever a bit to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could sense it thick in his someone. All his long hours studying, education, and privateness had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever jazz just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the monolithic struggle in the valley was raging gruelling, and the succeeding it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful conjuration that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the pedigree soaked ground dead. It was as simple and oracular as that. After thirty long years of near apocalyptic and ruinous destruction, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later venture to the cave where the real fight had taken position, hoping to find his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the stopping point bedchamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monolithic and almost mirror like surface sat on the other face, one with the cave wall and a brawny and evil illusion radiating from it. Besides this foreign mickle there was goose egg else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to result and beguile great deal of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

four-spot news, that was all. It was written in charcoal gray and looked like it was a hurried work, nearly of the letter 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 peacefulness .