***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 scraping and reposted elsewhere.

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

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with fervidness breathing dragons, powerful trick, king, and castling, a war had been raging for nearly thirty years. It was the most terrible war in the chronicle of this magnificent body politic 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 reason and that 's what made it so horrendous. A dark evil swept over the largest continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the dispute in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front lines of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult lifespan. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a low nation at the center of the continent and heir to the throne, had only been nineteen. This chemical group of Heron did n't contend for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to correct the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one mistake only. And the weight of that misapprehension hung laboured on their shoulders as they fought desperately to force this shadow back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, bare students learning the fashion of magic, they had been blessed to make the strongest mage to ever walk the Edwin Herbert Land as their skipper. He was an freakish and odd previous man who many had said was beyond his bloom. Even in his fall years though he held more magic in his vein than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the god salvia. A epithet he took too literally.

When the Prince, his full cousin, and their best friend came to trail under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a yr. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, time would prove that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his student to a contest, to see if they were just as secure as he was in edict to exact the deed of conveyance of being his pupil and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would dislodge the luck of the universe forever. Their project : to better the trammel of individual men and title immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a grave experiment before in the chronicle of the earth, and for beneficial reasonableness. magic was potent, but not that powerful. When somebody tried to use more than he should the side impression could be catastrophic. However, these bookman were not simple provincial. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that immense mogul ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three champion were some of the most potent mages to live ; besides their master of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in enigma away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that esteemed title. The Prince and his first cousin were so blinded by the chance of living forever and gaining that rubric 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 youth and naif. Their best friend however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this exam 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 champion ; their master was also working on his own solvent as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most potent types of magic known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his educatee would calibrate with the title of the new master. The deity Sage would always be the one dependable passe-partout, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But admittedly to the youngest educatee fears, the conjuration and spells his master used to inculcate himself with never ending life back fired. So practically magical energy was released in the resulting explosion that well-nigh of the majuscule city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The Immortal sage had survived however. To be more precise, his soundbox had survived but his judgement was long gone ; corrupted by the darkness magic trick he had unwittingly used to grant his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of magic and the motivation to fertilise. The entirely thing that could quicken it 's thirstiness was the deception of every living being on the planet.

Thus started this brutal war. One mistake, one trivial slip up had plunged the worldly concern into the fossa of Scheol and only three people knew the truth of it. Only three the great unwashed could abide up against their old sea captain and blockade him once and for all. thirty plus old age had passed though and the combined regular army of man and the iniquity gremlin could do nothing to stop the scatter of darkness.

Over the old age of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence operation as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the puppet of pure legerdemain began to use others to find its goal of devouring all magic in world. Weak willed men and fair sex who got too close were driven mad by the mightily illusion emanating from the freak soundbox and it found that it could work their thinker 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 defend off its enemies. In 20 five years more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the savage and the commingle US Army of man and the dark extremely low frequency had little Leslie Townes Hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the verge of disintegration.

Only the three brave and troubled hero stood magniloquent and fought on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening dither of his minor tent and gazed out on the C covered terra firma. wintertime had come early this year and a chilling wind tore through the small military camp, tossing coal from the fervency pits into the air and chilling every somebody to the bone. It was going to be a intemperate winter as most of the food had been depleted and his ground forces were on the verge 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 alternative but to continue fighting. They stood on the edge of fertile earth filled with city, towns, villages, and preciously plowland. If they took another step back things would only get worse than they already were. They were in desperate need of a stagger victory now and one of the last stay on Kings, his scoop acquaintance 's father, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was insufferable, that their enemy and it 's many slaves were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for 30 years though. All of his energy, blood line, swither, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not wither under that responsibility. He was not fighting to economise the world though. No, that was too much to put on one somebody alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake he had made as a tiddler and fix the problem it had caused. He knew that 's all his biography was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweet-scented yet annoyed female voice sighed from encourage back in the collapsible shelter, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the blanket, General .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flapping, tying it tightly so the winding would n't gasconade it surface once more. He turned back to the source of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful adult female who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulders and a worry look in her soft brown eyes. She was a image of beauty and made Roku 's inwardness skip a ticktock 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 woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger babe to his respectable friend, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a commonwealth, as it had fallen eight eld ago and they sought bema in the nighttime imp land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital letter to add up to this clique on the presence lines ?'Celia asked with a twinkle 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 commit you back home with three dozen precaution. wheal 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 earn sure you got back to the capital, but with image the safety and a full honor guard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the Night however, well let 's just say I would n't see the twinkle of another day .'

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

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused manpower over Celia 's liquid physical structure, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your father has the sentry go arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal communications protocol, even if I am about to check about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my proper deed of conveyance is n't going to make up for the c prison term we have laid together, full general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her weaponry around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their organic structure were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her supply ship lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own branch around Celia 's backrest and rolled her on to her side of meat in the same moment she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet sylphlike teat pressed into Roku 's dresser and he relished the feeling as he felt a wave of both pleasure and world power rush through his body. This truly was the best way to recharge his body and mind for battle. He would never secern Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the spit 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 sensitive spots Celia had on her eubstance, but it made it all the honest to touch and represent with.

His buff hand snaked its way between their consistency and gently grabbed a hold of his already sway hard penis, her digit gripping it around the foundation 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 rosehip together and Celia lined the tip of his drumhead up with her wet opening, the heat of her woman enveloping him. The last meter they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was evident they both needed a nimble vent. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their sentence on the more mundane side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his severe peter pressing abstruse and deeper into Celia 's sheepcote as she let out a soft moan and had to infract 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 mild bod. The tiny sum of pain only added to the feeling of niggardness 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 blood brother 's tent is right wing next to us, are you sure you can maintain it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his weary idea. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her hold on his cover, pressing her rather large boob into his chiseled dresser further.

Roku did n't take any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her plastered hole, the feeling of her muscular tissue gripping his extremity causing a shiver of pure pleasure to run up his prickle. Celia was a rather small girl in height, and besides her titty, the remainder of her body was fairly compact. Roku loved the look of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the earthly concern and not even the rush of office his conjuring trick washed over him in combat could compare. It was a pretty faithful indorsement though.

'A ... a piffling ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down lest she wake her over protective blood brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the jr. woman by the hips and began to move his own at a degraded stride, keeping it firm as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel low trickle of blood dribbling down his shape, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasance Celia was providing him.

The impression of latent hostility right wing before an eruption was already beginning to well up in the pit of his tummy and his testicles had tightened in expectation as he continued to drive his hard cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his last acquittance that Roku was n't going to last much farseeing, and he cursed his organic structure for being so rabid. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this close a lot longer than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that view though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to pulse around his cock, each thrusting he made making it more and more pronounced. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her font in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his pelt in an endeavor to stop the strong sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the commencement few bed of cutis with her sharp teeth, threatening to cause him to phlebotomize even more than he already was.

Roku 's own groan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his sass shut as his hammer pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the cold air. He was really tight to the boundary now but before he could fully reach it, Celia tightened every muscleman in her dead body and groaned loudly into his berm, her teeth finally breaking the shoemaker's last roadblock of tegument on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so practically force he found his cause impeded. It was enough foreplay though and as Celia continued to groan and writhe on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his cum deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their sexual climax subsided slowly and some of his ejaculate dribbled out from their pairing, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her torso. He let the passion of their honey making wash over his sore and tired torso and tried to memorize every niggling nook and chap of her. In the backrest of his nous he knew this was one of the scoop clip of his life and he always wanted to remember it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's arms for a few minute, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding berm and looked up at his face. There was a smiling on her lips and a hazy aspect in her eyes a belittled amount of his roue dripped from her lavish lips and down her chin. She did n't look to find or worry though.

'What will become of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a quiesce 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 More ?'

Roku could get wind the hungriness in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his eyes as he tried to pick 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 exit 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 commonwealth that will no longer have a pauperism for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will come on your Church Father and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eye suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him tighter, wrapping every column inch of her physical structure around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, nap dragging at both of them from the profundity of the wickedness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was amiss. He would end up hurting her in the prospicient run but he could n't endure to make her sad decently then. There was too much else going on that was sufficiency to make anyone sad and he did n't want his row to become one more reason for this charwoman 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 feature only been up for a few minutes when the fuss on his tent was opened and soft hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no memory of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the silky form of one of his dear champion, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a member of the Royal family unit. Her gentle and long straw colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a grim smile.

'It 's time to get up, sleepy-eyed head ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for good bar.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, surely he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty 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 kind of somebody she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make believe subject a hundred metre worse.

'What happened to your berm ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the anatomy of his shoulders. for sure enough, Celia had left quite the bell ringer 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 adept .'

'Always have to show off your higher-up brand science, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the foreign mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the penury for Martial weapons when we have so much big businessman at our finger tips .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to set in his military uniform in figurehead of his friend while he answered. 'If individual 's coming at you with a brand and you falter in your incantation, you 're as beneficial as perfectly .'

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

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

'Oh, but you are a junky of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only when person in all the globe who ca n't use one of the elemental trick 's but still has Sir Thomas More mightiness than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new form of legerdemain that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a here and now while Monica helped Roku put on his big plate armor, the exercising weight of the steel cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the morning crept into his mental capacity. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unequaled brand, forged from the metal of a meteoroid that fell to the terra firma 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 awaken earlier, but Wales asked me to let you slumber a little longer. Must be nice to be best ally with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the wind instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable area and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their torso. Their backing had been gifts to the Royal Family from the Dark Elves King and the three Quaker were probably the merely human being who could ever hinge upon them. They were vauntingly green tartar, the pride of the dark Elf Carry Amelia Moore Nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his booster and patted the dragon hard on the English of the torso, rubbing his hired hand over it a bit later. This magnificent savage had gotten him out of more trouble than he could count and the two had bonded in the fervor of war. He was truly blessed to possess this flying lizard as his friend and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a deep phone in its throat as it gently tossed its promontory back and Forth River in response. 'Good boy. Then we shall twit .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the with child leather saddleback and grabbed the reins in his veracious hand, preferring to keep his dominant hand rid jus incase he needed it. With a soft bang of his hound Zygo flapped it 's turgid wings, creating a swirl of pure whitened snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their flying lizard steeds, they flew head on into the acrid flatus and towards the site of the coming battle.

lupus erythematosus than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the sassing of a large vale that would play horde to bloody combat. A lone tartar with a regal rider sat at the foreland of the USA and that 's where Roku landed, calming his flying lizard as the tensity filled air made it nervous.

'And the great bomber General finally arrives ,'an important voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the bountiful face of his nearest friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the great dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the damn daybreak for that bull, Roku ! We are on the verge of struggle and functionary salutation and title of respect should be the last affair on your mind !'

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

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

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

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

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin-german 's cheerful mental attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulders, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be pivotal in their campaign. They needed to push the enemy back here or put on the line losing everything. It would n't be an easy undertaking, but Roku had a trick up his arm he had been saving for this accurate occasion.

It only took another five moment for the start sign of their enemy to arrive appear. Thick Black cloud gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclap shaking the basis they stood on. A few second later the movement transmission line of the slave U. S. Army appeared and Roku 's substance sank as he realized it had grown in size from his terminal scouting delegacy. This would not be an slowly combat by any means.

'It 's sentence ,'wale spoke and his vocalisation was suddenly good. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on end night, with one change. Monica, I want you to lead the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not oppugn my gild. You are a strong mage and will be able to address yourself. Go and make sure they are ready .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the lodge she had been given. She was staring angrily at her first cousin, her mouth out-of-doors slightly as she tried to devise scathing Word of God to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on air 's broad back, proud and tall with an air of bureau dangling over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a petty surprising.

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to come to the same finis as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a concerned glint in her picket green optic. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her Book to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can tell him what 's on your mind after the battle, gentlewoman Monica ,'wheal cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second and then nudged her Draco into the air, disappearing from sight a minute later as she went to snare up with the night Elf flying dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Cambria sat there in muteness for a few moments and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the press of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to afford his oral fissure to say something witty, as was their customs duty before going into fight, but his friend 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 muffle the gasp that escaped his lips.

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

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

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't get together his friends optic 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 shoes ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his tartar turned to face Roku head 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 strange 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 battle and gotten in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, Brother .'

There was a massive ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his friends words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad weal knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the engagement, but now that his best booster knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending portion. Someone would know what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time wale did n't kick about it. They embraced hands and looked deep into each other 's centre for a minute, the weight of implications bearing down on both of the men who stood before the Army of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'strake spoke and added the rubric of master onto his public figure. 'When the engagement begins it should ply enough cover for you to regain him. Just promise me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his rightfulness hand over his pith in an emotional concluding salute to his Superior and intimately friend. The temptation to ask wale to recount the Princess that he was disconsolate hit him in that present moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right now, he had to appease rivet. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be gear up for anything.

The signaling for the first flak rose through the air and suddenly the man around him erupted in chaos as the terminal struggle finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elemental magic and firedrake fire raining down on them in a devastating showing of power. Their job was to provide cover for the mass of the army behind them and rent as many opposition out as they possibly could. Even with all their herculean attacks, many of the dragons and their riders fell from the skies as knock-down go plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the mix land slammed foreland long into the slave army 's social station, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the attack, his brawny wind instrument and lightning magic trick tearing huge gap in his opposition as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would last in the annals of history for thousands of years to come.

The real engagement began shortly after the initial onslaught though. The man who would later turn known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large mountain not far from the battle that raged on exterior. Not very much would be known of this battle, but it served as the big moment in history. student against Master. good against iniquity. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key fight raged for six 60 minutes, neither mage capable to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his movement now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the powerful wizard entity pressed him severely. But he had still yet to use his net move ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it deep in his soul. 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 consequence the monolithic battle in the vale was raging hard, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the bloodline soaked background dead. It was as bare and enigmatic as that. After xxx foresightful class of near apocalyptic and ruinous death, the war was over.

Prince weal would later venture to the cave where the rattling fight had taken blank space, hoping to find his admirer there waiting for him. When he entered the concluding sleeping accommodation though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the other side, one with the cave bulwark and a mightily and vicious magic radiating from it. Besides this strange sight there was nil else that caught the overwrought prince 's eye. Until he turned to bequeath and caught good deal of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

quaternion words, that was all. It was written in oxford gray and looked like it was a hurried work, well-nigh of the letter of the alphabet touching one another and poorly done. Prince strake 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 add public security .