***Disclaimer**** This is not my body of work, This is the piece of work of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this series from pelf 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 to enjoy it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any source from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to ascertain their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost about of the original study of Ka Hmnd.
Without advance hold, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with firing ventilation dragons, powerful illusion, business leader, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty eld. It was the most terrible war in the chronicle of this brilliant land and many proud and Lord people had lost their lives due to the fight. This was no ordinary war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even bang. No, this war had no rationality and that 's what made it so tremendous. A dark iniquity swept over the largest Continent of the Earth and plunged everything it touched into demolition. 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 intact adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the radical, Prince of a small nation at the center of the continent and heir to the crapper, had only been nineteen. This group of torpedo did n't fight for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to right the amiss they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one misunderstanding only. And the weight of that mistake hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to push this swarthiness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the ways of conjuration, they had been blessed to feature the strongest mage to ever walk the land as their master copy. He was an eccentric and odd older man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his nightfall years though he held more magic in his venous blood vessel than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the divinity salvia. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin-german, and their Charles Herbert Best friend came to train under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be honest. Sadly, clip would prove that was just the case. For one day the passkey challenged his pupil to a competition, to see if they were just as substantial as he was in purchase order to take the rubric of being his pupil and crown a new passe-partout. It was this challenge that would shift the lot of the reality forever. Their labor : to bring out 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 world, and for in force ground. Magic was mightily, but not that powerful. When mortal tried to use more than than he should the position event could be catastrophic. However, these students were not mere provincial. Their descent traced back to the initiatory mages to ever walk the terra firma and that immense tycoon ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most powerful mages to experience ; besides their master of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secret away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new maestro and all of them wanted that honored title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of bread and butter forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their destination. Neither of them stopped to mean that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still Edward Young and naive. Their best ally however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this psychometric 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 skipper was also working on his own answer as well. His knowledge, powerfulness, and experience dealing with the most right character of thaumaturgy known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to muck about with the approximation, he had already mastered it. None of his students would graduate with the claim of the new passe-partout. The deity Sage would always be the one true master, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But true up to the youngest pupils concern, the magic and spells his master key used to instill himself with never ending life back fired. So much magical DOE was released in the resulting explosion that most of the capital urban center, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The Immortal Sage had survived however. To be more exact, his torso had survived but his mind was farsighted gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to allow his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of magic and the need to feed. The but thing that could quicken it 's hunger was the legerdemain of every keep being on the planet.

Thus started this brutal war. One mistake, one lilliputian slickness up had plunged the world into the pits of hell and only three people knew the truth of it. Only three people could stand up against their old lord and hold back him once and for all. 30 plus years had passed though and the combined armies of man and the darkness gremlin could do nothing to stop the spread of darkness.

Over the years of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained word as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host dead body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of pure deception began to use others to receive its destination of devouring all magic in creation. Weak willed men and woman who got too near were driven mad by the powerful magic emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could work their minds so that they would become its striver. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its amazing great power and created an U. S. Army to fight down off its enemies. In 20 five yr more than ninety percentage of the continent had fallen before the creature and the combined armies of man and the grim elves had little promise 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 curtain raising flap of his small tent and gazed out on the snowfall covered land. winter had come early this year and a cooling wind tore through the small military camp, tossing ember from the flaming pits into the air and chilling every soul to the bone. It was going to be a hard wintertime as nearly of the nutrient had been depleted and his armies were on the brink of starving. If something was n't done soon they would n't see another spring.

This war had cost everyone dearly, but they had no choice but to keep fighting. They stood on the bound of rich ground filled with city, townspeople, Greenwich Village, and treasured farmland. If they took another stair back thing would only get defective than they already were. They were in despairing need of a staggering triumph now and one of the concluding remaining male monarch, his best ally 's forefather, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their opposition and it 's many slaves were just too knock-down to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his energy, blood, sweat, and bout 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 funk under that responsibility. He was not fighting to salve the world though. No, that was too much to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to compensate a error he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his lifespan was meant for.

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

Roku did as he was asked and closed the pother, tying it tightly so the wind would n't muck up it surface once more. He turned back to the reference of the vocalization and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulder joint and a worried look in her voiced brown optic. She was a characterization of beauty and made Roku 's heart skip a beat every sentence he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smiling and took a few footfall closer to the char. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, young Sister to his topper friend, the crownwork Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a area, as it had fallen eight age ago and they sought sanctuary in the dark elf land.

'What do you think my pal would do if he knew I had snuck away from the chapiter to come to this camp on the front 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 send you back dwelling house with three dozen safeguard. welt has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head word in agreement.

'What about my forefather ?'

'He would also prepare for certain you got back to the Das Kapital, but with double the guards and a full accolade guard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the Nox however, well let 's just say I would n't see the light of another day .'

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

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his thickened work force over Celia 's suave soundbox, causing her to shiver from the cold. '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 cave in about a grand others .'

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

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's cervix and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to gather his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the rut of their flux soundbox to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the Lapp second she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's firmly and yet supple nipples pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the flavour as he felt a wafture of both pleasure and superpower rush through his body. This truly was the advantageously way to recharge his body and idea for struggle. He would never secern 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 sensitive spots Celia had on her organic structure, but it made it all the practiced to touch and make for with.

His fan hand snaked its way between their soundbox and gently grabbed a cargo area of his already sway strong member, her finger gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an dainty feeling but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet opening, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The hold out fourth dimension they had been together like this had been six month ago and it was ostensible they both needed a warm release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to conflict the next dawning. Neither of them wanted to waste their fourth dimension on the more terrestrial side of sex.

Roku began to slowly lend oneself pressure, his knockout turncock pressing mystifying and deeper into Celia 's crimp as she let out a flabby moan and had to demote their candy kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as Sir Thomas 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 anatomy. The lilliputian quantity of pain only added to the feeling of niggardliness and Roku began to fully engross himself in this gorgeous royal.

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

'Your brother 's collapsible shelter is right next to us, are you surely you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his weary mind. Celia simply nodded into his articulatio humeri and tightened her travelling bag on his dorsum, pressing her rather large breasts into his chisel pectus further.

Roku did n't need any more than prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her rigorous hole, the notion of her muscles gripping his member causing a shudder of sodding delight to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small girl in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her body was fairly contract. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the human race and not even the rush of power his conjuring trick washed over him in fight could compare. It was a pretty close secondly though.

'A ... a minuscule ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down lest she wake her over protective pal in the future tent over. Roku grabbed the untried womanhood by the hips and began to be active his own at a riotous stride, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each jab. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel small trickles of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the Brobdingnagian joy Celia was providing him.

The intuitive feeling of tension rightfulness before an outbreak was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in anticipation as he continued to drive his strong cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juice causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his last handout that Roku was n't going to last a great deal retentive, and he cursed his body for being so rabid. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this last a lot prospicient than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that panorama though as Celia 's muscularity inside her pussy began to pulse around his dick, each thrusting he made making it more and more articulate. Her moans had been getting louder with each emphatic submission and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his skin in an attempt to arrest the strong strait coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few layer of skin with her sharp teeth, threatening to induce him to bleed even more than he already was.

Roku 's own moans now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his mouth shut as his shaft pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the frigid air. He was really close to the sharpness now but before he could fully give it, Celia tightened every brawniness in her body and groaned loudly into his articulatio humeri, her dentition finally breaking the last barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her puss vibrated around him, clamping down with so a great deal military group he found his bm impeded. It was enough stimulation though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own soundbox seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the womanhood 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her soundbox. He let the heat of their love making washables over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every fiddling nook and fissure of her. In the vertebral column of his mind he knew this was one of the best meter 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 moment, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smile on her lips and a hazy smell in her eye a small amount of his lineage dripped from her lush mouth and down her Chin. She did n't seem to notice or like though.

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

'What do you have in mind ?'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 see the hungriness in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his oculus as he tried to nibble out the right words. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too painful to care with that Night. But he could n't leave her with no solution, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't impart 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 nation that will no longer receive a need for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will draw near your father and ask him for your manus .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her center suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover 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 wickedness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was legal injury. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stand to pull in her sad right then. There was too very much else going on that was adequate to make anyone sad and he did n't want his words to go one more grounds for this cleaning woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



dayspring came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must deliver only been up for a few min when the fluttering on his tent was opened and soft paw pushed him until he was awake. With blear-eyed oculus and no memory of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the sleek kind of one of his honorable friends, noblewoman Monica Rysto, first first cousin to Celia and Wales and a penis of the royal Family. Her soft and foresighted straw colored hair hung over her face like a drape and she wore a sorry smile.

'It 's sentence to get up, sleepy foreland ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for honest touchstone.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally raw and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a passive slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no tincture the Princess had even been there, which was very dear. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the Night before she would surely scold him. That was the sort of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make matters a hundred time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the form of his shoulders. sure enough, Celia had left quite the mark 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 shew off your superior sword acquirement, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strange mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the need for martial artillery when we have so often magnate at our finger bakshish .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to garment in his armed forces uniform in presence of his booster while he answered. 'If someone 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your incantation, you 're as good as all in .'

'But you do n't use incantation, do you ? So what 's the full 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 conjuring trick like you and the residuum of the mages does n't mean I am a addict of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, acquaintance .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only person in all the populace who ca n't use one of the elemental trick 's but still has more major power than everyone else. To prove how smartness you are you even went off and found a new form of legerdemain that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy plate armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his osseous tissue as the chill air of the sunrise crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metallic element of a meteor that fell to the terra firma almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

'Is everyone else cook ?'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 arouse earlier, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a piddling tenacious. Must be prissy to be best admirer with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy bivouac, 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 trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mount had been gifts to the royal kin from the Dark pixie King and the three friends were probably the but human race who could ever devolve on them. They were heavy green Dragon, the pride of the shadow Elf country, the only sentient species who could rail them.

Roku walked up to his acquaintance and patted the dragon hard on the side of meat of the torso, rubbing his work force over it a moment later. This magnificent creature had gotten him out of more trouble than he could count and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to stimulate this dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you cook, Zygo ?'he asked it and the flying lizard made a deep auditory sensation in its throat as it gently tossed its headland back and Forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall tease .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the with child leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his correctly hand, preferring to keep his dominant hand free jus incase he needed it. With a gentle kick of his blackguard Zygo flapped it 's prominent wings, creating a vortex of pure White person Snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their firedrake steeds, they flew head on into the blistering wind and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

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

'And the great Hero full general finally arrives ,'an authorized voice called out through the malarky and Roku looked upon the handsome face of his closest friend, Prince Cymru, who sat upon the cracking dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the shit morning for that crap, Roku ! We are on the brink of fight and prescribed salutation and title should be the last 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 mo before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is upright 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 serious-mindedness from his voice, 'but I think I 'll oversee, as I always do .'

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

'Come now, first cousin, we 're just making a little levity. I would n't need the soldiers going into combat without laughing one end time .'

Monica simply shook her drumhead at her cousin 's upbeat mental attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulder joint, 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 risk losing everything. It would n't be an well-heeled task, but Roku had a conjuration up his sleeve he had been saving for this claim occasion.

It only took another five arcminute for the first sign of their enemy to arrive appear. Thick black swarm gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their bombshell shaking the terra firma they stood on. A few present moment later the front lines of the slave army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting mission. This would not be an comfortable fight by any means.

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

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

'Please first cousin, do not wonder my edict. You are a strong mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and make certain they are ready .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her backtalk open slightly as she tried to give voice scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on Zephyr 's all-inclusive back, proud and tall with an air of authority wall hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more good before and it was a small surprising.

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

'You can state him what 's on your mind after the battle, Lady Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a secondment and then nudged her dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a present moment later as she went to fleece up with the night Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince wheal sat there in secrecy for a few moments and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his saddle horse was shifting under the pressure of the bit and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to open his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his Quaker turned to him with the still serious look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face of the quite a little to the eastward of here ,'he said and Roku could n't choke the gasp that escaped his lips.

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

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

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his friends 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 right so his flying lizard turned to face Roku head on. 'This misapprehension 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 unusual magic you can put an end to this purposeless 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 got followed you into battle and flummox in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a monumental ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's belly as his friends words struck him hard. To be reliable though, he was beaming Wales knew what would pass off this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the battle, but now that his best friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. someone would know what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time Cambria did n't complain about it. They embraced hands and looked deep into each other 's eyes for a moment, the weight of implication bearing down on both of the men who stood before the U. S. Army of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the statute title of master onto his epithet. 'When the engagement begins it should provide enough natural covering for you to find him. Just promise me one affair : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the bosom, putting his rightfulness hand over his marrow in an emotional final salute to his higher-up and trump friend. The enticement to ask wheal to tell the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that instant, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her rightfield now, he had to stay focused. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be fix for anything.

The signaling for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the public around him erupted in topsy-turvyness as the terminal engagement finally began.



Monica and her dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elemental magic and Dragon firing raining down on them in a devastating display of top executive. Their job was to furnish blanket for the bulk of the U. S. Army behind them and subscribe as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful flack, many of the dragons and their riders fell from the skies as powerful spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and horse of the combine Nation slammed head long into the knuckle down army 's membership, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cambria led the plan of attack, his hefty wind and lightning deception tearing huge spread in his foeman as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would go in the annals of history for thousands of yr to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen masters precaution that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large peck not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not lots would be known of this battle, but it served as the bad here and now in account. pupil against Master. commodity against evil. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six minute, neither mage able to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the powerful magic entity pressed him concentrated. But he had still yet to use his terminal movement ; the one that would end it all right on then and there. If there was ever a import to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could find it abstruse in his person. 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 moment the monolithic conflict in the valley was raging hard, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the right magic that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked solid ground dead. It was as bare and enigmatic as that. After thirty long long time of near apocalyptical and catastrophic end, the war was over.

Prince weal would later venture to the cave where the real battle had taken seat, hoping to detect his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the utmost chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the other side, one with the cave wall and a herculean and wickedness magic radiating from it. Besides this foreign slew there was goose egg else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and captivate survey of something written on the bulwark near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four run-in, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurried workplace, most of the letters touching one another and poorly done. Prince wheal 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 contribute peace .