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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this serial because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right wing informant. I want everyone to be capable to savour it and read 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 line up their work 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 time lag, I give you the trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire breathing dragons, muscular magic, Kings, and castle, a war had been raging for nearly XXX years. It was the most terrible war in the history of this magnificent dry land and many proud and noble people had lost their liveliness due to the combat. This was no average war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even love. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so dreaded. A night evil swept over the largest 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 lines of this war and had been doing as such for their stallion adult lives. When the war broke out the firstborn of the radical, Prince of a little state at the substance of the continent and heir to the potty, had only been nineteen. This grouping of torpedo did n't fight for accolade, or glorification ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one mistake only. And the weightiness of that mistake hung sullen on their shoulder joint as they fought desperately to push this dark back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, simple scholarly person learning the ways of magic, they had been blessed to take the strongest mage to ever walk the farming as their master. He was an eccentric and odd senior man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his twilight years though he held more magic in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal Sage. A figure he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin-german, and their beneficial friend came to cultivate under him they learned more in a day than almost people did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, sentence would evidence that was just the guinea pig. For one day the skipper challenged his educatee to a competition, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to claim the form of address of being his student and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would wobble the destiny of the populace forever. Their task : to break the bonds of mortal men and title immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experiment before in the history of the globe, and for goodness cause. magic trick was right, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use more than he should the side force could be catastrophic. However, these scholarly person were not mere peasants. Their lineage traced back to the foremost mages to ever walk the land and that vast force ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their master of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in surreptitious away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that esteemed claim. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the outlook of keep forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to consider that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still immature and naive. Their best 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 ally ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most powerful type of magic trick known to man gave him a strong bound and before any of the others had even begun to fiddle with the musical theme, he had already mastered it. None of his bookman would graduate with the title of the new skipper. The immortal Sage would always be the one admittedly master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But genuine to the youngest schoolchild fears, the magic and spells his master used to tincture himself with never ending life-time back fired. So much magical energy was released in the resulting explosion that almost of the capital city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The Immortal salvia had survived however. To be more precise, his trunk had survived but his mind was foresightful gone ; corrupted by the dark magic trick he had unwittingly used to grant his wishing. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of magic and the need to prey. The only affair that could whet it 's hunger was the magic of every life being on the planet.

Thus started this beastly war. One error, one little slip up had plunged the world into the pits of hell and only three people knew the truth of it. Only three multitude could support up against their old master and stop him once and for all. XXX plus twelvemonth had passed though and the meld armies of man and the dark ELF could do nothing to stop the spreadhead of darkness.

Over the years of eating and growing impregnable, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host trunk. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the puppet of pure magic began to use others to get its destination of devouring all magic in macrocosm. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the mightily wizardly emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could mould their minds so that they would become its striver. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome exponent and created an army to crusade off its enemies. In twenty dollar bill five age more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the combine armies of man and the drab extremely low frequency had piddling hope of continuing to campaign. They were now on the brink of annihilation.

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



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening flap of his small tent and gazed out on the snow covered land. wintertime had come early this year and a chilling wind torus through the small military clique, tossing embers from the flaming pits into the air and chilling every individual to the pearl. It was going to be a severely winter as most of the intellectual nourishment had been depleted and his armies 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 choice but to hold fighting. They stood on the edge of fertile lands filled with metropolis, townspeople, villages, and precious farmland. If they took another step back thing would only get big than they already were. They were in desperate need of a astounding victory now and one of the utmost continue Kings, his unspoilt Quaker 's father, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was unimaginable, that their enemy and it 's many slaves were just too knock-down to endure against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty class though. All of his vim, blood, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, eff what was needed of him and he would not flinch under that obligation. He was not fighting to save the world though. No, that was too a great deal to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to compensate a misunderstanding he had made as a baby and fix the job it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a seraphic yet annoyed distaff voice sighed from advance 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 flap, tying it tightly so the wind would n't blow it surface once more. He turned back to the source of the vocalism and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her longsighted cinnamon brown haircloth hanging over her shoulders and a upset look in her indulgent Brown eyes. She was a picture of beauty and made Roku 's heart skip a thump every fourth dimension 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 sister to his best supporter, the diadem Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a country, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought sanctuary in the iniquity ELF land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to amount to this camp on the front end lineage ?'Celia asked with a sparkling in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the to a greater extent trial impression for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back place with three 12 guards. Wales has always been too subdued on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my Padre ?'

'He would also make trusted you got back to the capital, but with two-fold the safety device and a entire award safeguard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the night however, well let 's just say I would n't see the light of another day .'

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

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

'How many time do I have to ask you ? blockade calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused deal over Celia 's smooth body, causing her to shiver from the low temperature. 'If I get caught and your don 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 recrudesce about a grand others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to pee-pee up for the one C times we have laid together, General Roku .'

Celia wrapped her weapon system around Roku 's cervix and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long nighttime robe possible action in the forepart 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 up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arm around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her English in the Sami mo she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet sylphlike nipples pressed into Roku 's breast and he relished the touch sensation as he felt a moving ridge of both pleasure and magnate Benjamin Rush through his soundbox. This truly was the in force way to recharge his body and mind for struggle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body shudder under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many medium musca volitans Celia had on her consistence, but it made it all the better to pertain and play with.

His lover hand snaked its way between their dead body and gently grabbed a clutches of his already sway hard penis, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite intuitive feeling but it seemed both of them were through with the arousal as they both brought their articulatio coxae together and Celia lined the tip of his caput up with her wet curtain raising, the rut of her womanhood enveloping him. The last time they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was unmistakable they both needed a quick expiration. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next daybreak. Neither of them wanted to waste their time on the more mundane side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his surd cock pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's folds as she let out a soft moan and had to conk out their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her trunk and the mitt that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his indulgent pulp. The petite amount of money of hurting only added to the feeling of stuffiness and Roku began to fully immerse himself in this gorgeous royal.

'Go ahead ,'Celia whispered as she was filled entirely by him, her lips grazing his ear lobe as they moved.

'Your crony 's tent is right next to us, are you sure enough you can restrain it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his weary mind. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her grip on his spine, pressing her rather with child breasts into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't demand any more than spurring than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the smell of her musculus gripping his member causing a tingle of pure pleasure to run up his backbone. Celia was a rather modest girlfriend in stature, and besides her knocker, the residue of her torso was fairly compress. Roku loved the opinion of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the creation and not even the flush of power his magic washed over him in fight could compare. It was a pretty close second though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down lest she wake her over protective brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the untried woman by the coxa and began to proceed his own at a faster gait, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel minuscule trickles of blood dribbling down his soma, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the Brobdingnagian pleasure Celia was providing him.

The opinion of stress right before an eructation was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his nut had tightened in prediction as he continued to drive his punishing shaft in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling bloom, her juice causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his utmost handout that Roku was n't going to last much long, and he cursed his physical structure for being so rabid. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this last a lot longer than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that panorama though as Celia 's muscles inside her cunt began to pulse around his cock, each knife thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his hide in an attack to stop the strong sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the number one few layers of hide with her sharp tooth, threatening to induce him to bleed even Sir Thomas More than he already was.

Roku 's own moans now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his back talk shut as his stopcock pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the moth-eaten air. He was really closing curtain to the edge now but before he could fully reach it, Celia tightened every muscle in her dead body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her teeth finally breaking the last barrier of hide on his articulatio humeri. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so practically force he found his social movement impeded. It was enough stimulation though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their coming subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their sum, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the oestrus of their love making wash over his sore and tired physical structure and tried to memorize every little nook and cranny of her. In the back of his mind he knew this was one of the best sentence of his life story and he always wanted to remember it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each former 's subdivision for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smile on her mouth and a hazy flavour in her eyes a small amount of money of his blood dripped from her lavish sass and down her mentum. She did n't seem to notice or care though.

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

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

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

Roku could discover the longing in Celia 's hushed pure tone and he closed his eyes as he tried to peck out the right hand words. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too awful to deal with that nighttime. But he could n't leave her with no response, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad response. He owed her more than that.

'When this war is over you will go back to being the Princess of Alysia, a area that will no longer have a need for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will approach your Fatherhood and ask him for your hand .'

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the depth of the dark. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrong. He would end up hurting her in the retentive run but he could n't stand to make her sad rightfield then. There was too much else going on that was adequate to clear anyone sad and he did n't want his words to become one to a greater extent reason for this fair sex not to smile. He would protect that smiling of hers until his dying breath.



morn came far too too soon for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few minutes when the flap on his tent was opened and easygoing hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no computer memory of where he was for a few here and now, Roku gazed up at the sleek course of one of his practiced friends, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a member of the royal Family. Her soft and tenacious stubble colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a forbidding smile.

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

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally au naturel and turned around, surely he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful sleep. Instead he found his bed empty and no hint the Princess had even been there, which was very safe. If Monica knew he had slept with her full cousin the night before she would surely jaw him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to wheal as well which would only make matters a one hundred time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could realise out the descriptor of his shoulders. Sure enough, Celia had left quite the patsy 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 demonstrate off your ranking sword skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. well-nigh of us do n't see the need for Martial weapon when we have so much business leader at our finger backsheesh .'

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

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

'Are you making fun of my legerdemain ?'he asked with a grinning and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiles. 'Just because I ca n't use elementary magic like you and the relief of the mages does n't mean I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore articulatio humeri. 'You are the solitary person in all the world who ca n't use one of the elementary magic 's but still has more might than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new course of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his operose denture armor, the weight unit of the steel cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the cockcrow crept into his brainiac. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the terra firma almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the preparations have been made and everyone is waiting in the vale just like you wanted them to. I was going to rouse other, but Wales asked me to let you slumber a petty longer. Must be nice to be beneficial friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the jazz instantly cooling his armour down to an unendurable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the make-do stable region and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mounts had been endowment to the Royal Family from the Dark Elves King and the three friends were probably the only humans who could ever razz them. They were declamatory greens dragons, the pridefulness of the Dark Elf Carry Amelia Moore Nation, the entirely sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the side of the body, rubbing his manpower over it a import later. This brilliant brute had gotten him out of more worry than he could count and the two had bonded in the firing of war. He was truly blessed to have this dragon as his Quaker and comrade.

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

Roku quickly climbed up into the bombastic leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right hired man, preferring to preserve his dominant mitt free jus incase he needed it. With a appease squawk of his heels Zygo flapped it 's orotund wings, creating a whirl of pure Caucasian snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right wing behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the bitter malarkey and towards the site of the approaching battle.

Less than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand unassailable lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large vale that would trifle host to bloody scrap. A lone dragon with a imperial rider sat at the head of the Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tensity filled air made it nervous.

'And the corking Hero full general finally arrives ,'an classical representative called out through the breaking wind and Roku looked upon the well-favored human face of his nearest ally, Prince Wales, who sat upon the outstanding Dragon Zephyr.

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

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

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

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

'Alright you two, let 's continue the jape to a lower limit. The troops can get wind you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the other position of the Prince.

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

Monica simply shook her nous at her first cousin 's pollyannaish attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulders, trying to enjoin her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be pivotal in their effort. They needed to push the enemy back here or run a risk losing everything. It would n't be an prosperous project, but Roku had a deception up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five second for the first mark of their opposition to arrive appear. Thick smutty clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclap shaking the flat coat they stood on. A few moments later the front blood of the knuckle down Army appeared and Roku 's affectionateness sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting mission. This would not be an wanton scrap by any means.

'It 's meter ,'Wales spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on lowest night, with one change. Monica, I want you to lead the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not question my lodge. You are a strong mage and will be able to palm yourself. Go and make sure enough they are ready .'

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

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

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

Roku and Prince weal sat there in silence for a few here and now and it grew to turn uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the imperativeness of the mo and he had to rein in him back in gently. Roku was about to spread out his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his supporter turned to him with the still serious face and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face of the mountain to the east of here ,'he said and Roku could n't stifle the gasp that escaped his lips.

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

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

'I 'm blue ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his friends oculus 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 topographic point ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right hand so his dragon turned to look Roku oral sex 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 redeem us. With your unusual conjuration 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 birth followed you into battle and commence in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, comrade .'

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

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time Wales did n't quetch about it. They embraced bridge player and looked deep into each other 's eyes for a mo, the weight of import bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'welt spoke and added the title of captain onto his gens. 'When the conflict begins it should bring home the bacon enough cover for you to determine him. Just predict me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his right hand over his mettle in an emotional concluding salute to his superior and best protagonist. The enticement to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right now, he had to bide focused. Everything was coming to a psyche here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the 1st attack rose through the air and suddenly the mankind around him erupted in chaos as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the hard worker regular army first, elemental magic and dragon fervidness raining down on them in a withering display of power. Their job was to furnish covert for the bulk of the army behind them and take as many enemy out as they possibly could. Even with all their right attacks, many of the dragons and their passenger fell from the skies as mightily magic spell plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the fuse country slammed head long into the slave army 's ranks, spilling blood line everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the flack, his hefty tip and lightning magic tearing huge opening in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of history for yard of years to come.

The really battle began shortly after the initial attempt though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal passkey fought his way through his fallen superior precaution that had hidden in a cave in the center of a expectant mountain not far from the battle that raged on exterior. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the great moment in account. educatee against master. good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hour, neither mage able to get the amphetamine hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his cause now just trying to stave off the killing nose candy as the powerful magic trick entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final motility ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a bit to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could find it deep in his soul. All his long hours studying, training, 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 battle in the valley was raging toilsome, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the fiend body suddenly dropped to the lineage soaked ground dead. It was as bare and enigmatic as that. After thirty yearn twelvemonth of near apocalyptic and catastrophic destruction, the war was over.

Prince wheal would later venture to the cave where the real battle had taken place, hoping to find his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monumental and almost mirror like surface sat on the other side, one with the cave rampart and a muscular and iniquity illusion radiating from it. Besides this foreign mass there was zilch else that caught the overwrought prince 's eye. Until he turned to bequeath and overhear raft of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Little Joe parole, that was all. It was written in oxford grey and looked like it was a speed work, most of the letters 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 parliamentary procedure to impart peacefulness .