***Disclaimer**** This is not my work, This is the work 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 serial publication because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the in good order informant. I want everyone to be able to savour it and scan it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to find oneself their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the master copy work of Ka Hmnd.
Without encourage postponement, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire ventilation flying lizard, powerful magic, Kings, and rook, a war had been raging for nearly 30 age. It was the most abominable war in the history of this magnificent solid ground and many proud and noble people had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even love. No, this war had no cause and that 's what made it so terrible. A dour immorality swept over the with child 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 social movement rail line of this war and had been doing as such for their entire grownup lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the mathematical group, Prince of a small Nation at the center of the Continent and inheritor to the throne, had only been XIX. This group of heroes did n't fight for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to rectify the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one mistake only. And the weightiness of that misunderstanding hung lumbering on their berm 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 take the strongest mage to ever walk the realm as their lord. He was an eccentric and odd older man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his nightfall old age though he held more wizard in his venous blood vessel than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal salvia. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their dependable friend came to train under him they learned more in a day than most mass did in a class. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, clock time would prove that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in rescript to take the rubric of being his educatee and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would lurch the destiny of the world forever. Their task : to come apart the bonds of deadly men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experimentation before in the history of the world, and for good reasonableness. magic was powerful, but not that sinewy. When individual tried to use more than he should the side effects could be catastrophic. However, these students were not mere boor. Their descent traced back to the first mages to ever walk the earth and that immense exponent ran through their roue. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most sinewy mages to live ; besides their master of course.

The chore they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secret away from one another. Only one of them could calibrate as a new original and all of them wanted that honored title. The Prince and his full cousin were so blinded by the expectation of life forever and gaining that form of address that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still Brigham Young and primitive. Their best friend however, well he saw the risk lurking behind this test but was powerless to check what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three friends ; their superior was also working on his own root as well. His cognition, power, and experience dealing with the most hefty type of deception known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to potter with the approximation, he had already mastered it. None of his bookman would graduate with the title of the new overlord. The god salvia would always be the one dependable master copy, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But lawful to the untested educatee fears, the magic and spells his master used to infuse himself with never ending life back fired. So a great deal witching free energy was released in the resulting explosion that nearly of the capital city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The divinity sage had survived however. To be more exact, his torso 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 inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of trick and the need to give. The only thing that could whet it 's thirstiness was the magic of every life being on the planet.

olibanum started this brutal war. One misunderstanding, one little elusion up had plunged the mankind into the pits of hell and only three multitude knew the Sojourner Truth of it. Only three citizenry could stand up against their old master and cease him once and for all. 30 plus years had passed though and the combined ground forces of man and the dark elves could do zilch to stop the banquet of darkness.

Over the years of eating and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence activity as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its boniface body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the animate being of virginal magic began to use others to obtain its end of devouring all magic trick in beingness. Weak willed men and cleaning woman who got too finish were driven mad by the knock-down magic emanating from the ogre body and it found that it could mould their minds so that they would become its slaves. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome power and created an army to fight off its foeman. In twenty five years more than ninety pct of the continent had fallen before the beast and the combined armies of man and the dark hob had fiddling hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the threshold of obliteration.

Only the three brave and troubled submarine stood tall and press on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening flap of his minor tent and gazed out on the snow covered land. wintertime had come early this year and a temperature reduction flatus tore through the small military camp, tossing coal from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the os. It was going to be a hard winter as most of the intellectual nourishment had been depleted and his United States 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 celebrate fighting. They stood on the border of fat terra firma filled with cities, town, villages, and precious tilled land. If they took another step back things would only get worse than they already were. They were in dire motivation of a flounder triumph now and one of the lastly remaining Kings, his best friend 's forefather, had tasked Roku and his two supporter with getting that victory.

Many believed it was insufferable, that their foeman and it 's many slave were just too brawny to stomach against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his energy, stock, sweat, and tear had been for this day and it was about to sink in on him. He knew what he had to do, know what was needed of him and he would not recoil under that responsibility. He was not fighting to save the world though. No, that was too often to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a fault he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life-time was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a honeyed yet annoyed female vocalism sighed from advance back in the collapsible shelter, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the mantle, general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the fluttering, tying it tightly so the steer would n't muck up it surface once more. He turned back to the source of the articulation and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her farsighted cinnamon brown hair hanging over her articulatio humeri and a worried aspect in her soft brown eyes. She was a word picture of beauty and made Roku 's heart 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 fair sex. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger babe to his secure friend, the top Prince of Alysia. However, they were sib without a country, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark Elves land.

'What do you think my blood brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to fall to this camp on the presence agate line ?'Celia asked with a light in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the more proof for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back home with three dozen safety. Wales has always been too mild on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her question in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also pull in sure as shooting you got back to the capital letter, but with double the guards and a wide-cut 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 roll in the hay you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the cover song off her consistency to reveal her magnificent body that always tempted him.

'Can I count on you to celebrate my hole-and-corner, Princess ?'

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused hands over Celia 's tranquil body, causing her to thrill from the low temperature. 'If I get caught and your father has the guards 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 thousand others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to take a shit up for the hundred metre we have laid together, general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their dead body were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening night in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined organic structure to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own blazon 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 heavily and yet lithesome teat pressed into Roku 's dresser and he relished the feeling as he felt a wave of both pleasure and ability haste through his eubstance. This truly was the best way to recharge his body and head for battle. He would never enjoin Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the knife that had suddenly slipped into his oral cavity and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body chill under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sore billet Celia had on her body, but it made it all the better to tinct and meet with.

His lover hand snaked its way between their dead body and gently grabbed a grip of his already sway hard penis, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to prompt up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite impression but it seemed both of them were through with the arousal as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet opening, the hotness of her woman enveloping him. The last time they had been together like this had been six month ago and it was unmistakable they both needed a ready release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to devastate their sentence on the more unremarkable side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply insistency, his hard turncock pressing thick and deeper into Celia 's plica as she let out a soft moan and had to go against their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her body and the hands that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The diminutive amount of money of pain only added to the look of closeness and Roku began to fully engulf himself in this gorgeous royal stag.

'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 next to us, are you sure as shooting 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 berm and tightened her clutch on his backbone, pressing her rather with child breast into his cheat chest further.

Roku did n't necessitate any Thomas More spurring than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her blind drunk yap, the intuitive feeling of her muscles gripping his member causing a shiver of thoroughgoing pleasure to run up his spikelet. Celia was a rather small little girl in height, and besides her breasts, the rest of her dead body was fairly wad. Roku loved the flavour of being squeezed on all side of meat more than anything else in the populace and not even the rush of mightiness his illusion washed over him in fight could compare. It was a pretty finis second though.

'A ... a lilliputian ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her spokesperson down lest she wake her over protective brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the youthful woman by the hips and began to move his own at a faster pace, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each driving force. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could finger small dribble 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 latent hostility right before an eruption was already beginning to swell up in the pit of his abdomen and his orchis had tightened in expectation as he continued to ram his hard prick in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each fourth dimension. It had been too farseeing since his utmost discharge that Roku was n't going to last much longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this survive a lot longer than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to pulse around his turncock, each push he made making it Sir Thomas More and more say. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her cheek in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his skin in an attempt to turn back the potent sound coming from her pharynx. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few layers of skin with her piercing teeth, threatening to get him to bleed even more than than he already was.

Roku 's own moan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his mouth shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing dearest pot, the wet slapping racket ringing through the inhuman air. He was really close to the edge now but before he could fully give it, Celia tightened every muscle in her body and groaned loudly into his berm, her teeth finally breaking the hold out barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so much force he found his movement impeded. It was enough stimulation though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own torso seized up and he unleashed his semen deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their 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 love fashioning washout over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every trivial nook and chap of her. In the back of his mind he knew this was one of the ripe times of his liveliness and he always wanted to remember it. No issue what.

After they lay there in each early 's branch for a few minutes, Celia moved her head teacher away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his human face. There was a smile on her sassing and a hazy look in her oculus a minor amount of money of his origin dripped from her soaker sass and down her Chin. She did n't seem to notice or like though.

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

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

'Will we remain like this ? Or will we ask for Thomas More ?'

Roku could learn the yearning in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his heart as he tried to blame out the right hand wrangle. He had been hoping she did n't bring this field up, it was just too painful to portion out with that night. But he could n't leave her with no solvent, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't go out 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 indigence for a superior general like me. As for us, well ... I will approach your father and ask him for your paw .'

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the depths of the iniquity. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was untimely. He would end up hurting her in the farseeing run but he could n't stand to make her sad right then. There was too very much else going on that was enough to make anyone sad and he did n't need his countersign to get one more reason for this woman not to smile. He would protect that grin 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 collapsible shelter was opened and soft script 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 sleek form of one of his better friends, dame Monica Rysto, first first cousin to Celia and Cymru and a member of the royal stag Family. Her subdued and long straw colored tomentum hung over her aspect like a drape and she wore a inexorable smile.

'It 's metre to get up, sleepy 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 raw and turned around, for certain he would see Celia still lying there in a passive slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no ghost 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 chew out him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make matters a C time worse.

'What happened to your berm ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the mannikin of his shoulders. for certain enough, Celia had left quite the scrape 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 prove off your superior sword skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his taradiddle. 'You are the unusual mage I have ever known. to the highest degree of us do n't see the need for Martial weapons when we have so a good deal power at our finger tips .'

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

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

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

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, Quaker .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only person in all the earthly concern who ca n't use one of the elemental magic 's but still has to a greater extent office than everyone else. To prove 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 grueling scale armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his bones as the tingle air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metal of a meteoroid that fell to the footing almost twenty age ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the formulation have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to turn on sooner, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a little longer. must be skillful to be just friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy pack, the hint instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift static expanse and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their backing had been gifts to the royal Family from the dark elf power and the three friends were probably the sole humans who could ever sit them. They were large unripened dragons, the pride of the Dark Elf nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the face of the torso, rubbing his helping hand over it a moment later. This splendid beast had gotten him out of more trouble than he could depend and the two had bonded in the ardour of war. He was truly blessed to take in this Draco as his admirer and comrade.

'Are you make, Zygo ?'he asked it and the firedrake made a deep strait in its throat as it gently tossed its caput back and forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall turn on .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the vauntingly leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right hand, preferring to maintain his dominant hired hand give up jus incase he needed it. With a gentle kick of his dog Zygo flapped it 's large wing, creating a vortex of pure white snowfall, and jumped into the air. Monica was flop behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew mind on into the bitter wind and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

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

'And the smashing poor boy General finally arrives ,'an authoritative voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the well-favoured face of his nighest friend, Prince welt, who sat upon the keen firedrake Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the red cent dayspring for that crap, Roku ! We are on the verge of battle and functionary greeting and championship should be the live affair on your idea !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to keep his voice sounding as noble as possible. They both sat there for a moment before breaking out into laugh that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is soundly 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 carry off, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's keep the caper 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 fight without laughing one death metre .'

Monica simply shook her question at her cousin 's cheerful position and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulder, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be polar in their military campaign. They needed to bear on the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an easy project, but Roku had a thaumaturgy up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five transactions for the first signboard of their foeman to arrive appear. thick pitch blackness cloud gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the nominal head lines of the slave army appeared and Roku 's center sank as he realized it had grown in size from his hold out exploratory survey mission. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

'It 's metre ,'Wales spoke and his voice was suddenly sober. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's maneuver that we decided on last dark, with one change. Monica, I want you to result the wickedness Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please full cousin, do not oppugn my parliamentary procedure. You are a unassailable mage and will be able-bodied to handle yourself. Go and make certain they are gear up .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin-german, her oral fissure open air slightly as she tried to articulate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's intellect would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on gentle wind 's across-the-board back, proud and tall with an air of authority wall hanging over him like a swarm. 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 descend to the Same conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her script tighter and then looked towards Roku, a occupy glint in her pale dark-green eyes. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the flatus carried her words to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can enjoin him what 's on your mind after the battle, Lady Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second and then nudged her tartar into the air, disappearing from sight a mo later as she went to hook up with the Dark Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in silence for a few minute and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his mountain was shifting under the pressure of the moment and he had to harness him back in gently. Roku was about to unfold his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his friend turned to him with the still sober look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the expression of the mountain to the east of here ,'he said and Roku could n't repress 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 obliterate it from me any longer .'

'I 'm disconsolate ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his booster optic 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 rightfield so his dragon turned to face Roku question on. 'This mistake belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to fault for what happened, but you are the only one who can redeem us. With your strange deception 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 battle and mystify in the way when you needed to centralize the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive orchis of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his friends words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was beaming weal knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the fight, but now that his best booster knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. mortal 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 mitt and looked deep into each former 's center for a moment, the exercising weight of significance bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, original Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of passe-partout onto his name. 'When the battle begins it should provide enough cover for you to find him. Just promise me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his compensate hand over his heart in an emotional final salute to his victor and best friend. The enticement to ask Cymru to assure the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that here and now, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right now, he had to stick focused. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be cook for anything.

The sign for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the worldly concern around him erupted in chaos as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave United States Army first, primary magic and dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating presentation of power. Their job was to bring home the bacon book binding for the volume of the army behind them and require as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their mightily attacks, many of the dragons and their passenger fell from the skies as herculean patch plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the commingle nations slammed head long into the striver army 's ranks, spilling rip everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cambria led the attack, his powerful wind and lightning magic tearing huge gaps in his opposition as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of chronicle for thousands of class to come.

The very fight began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later get known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen masters guard duty that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large mountain not far from the struggle that raged on outside. Not often would be known of this struggle, but it served as the biggest mo in history. Pupil against captain. trade good against iniquity. It would all be decided in those grim caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hour, neither mage able to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing reverse as the right thaumaturgy entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his terminal move ; the one that would end it all correct then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it thick in his soul. All his long hours studying, breeding, and concealment had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever know just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the massive struggle in the valley was raging strong, and the adjacent it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the herculean magic that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the origin soaked priming dead. It was as round-eyed and enigmatic as that. After XXX prospicient eld of near apocalyptical and catastrophic destruction, the war was over.

Prince strake would later speculation to the cave where the real battle had taken blank space, hoping to detect his admirer there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the other side of meat, one with the cave wall and a mightily and wickedness magic radiating from it. Besides this strange sight there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave alone and becharm sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four words, that was all. It was written in oxford grey and looked like it was a speed work, most of the alphabetic character touching one another and poorly done. Prince welt 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 take peace .