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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this serial publication because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right sources. I want everyone to be capable to enjoy it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any author from this peck that can not be found anymore, I might be able to recover their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost to the highest degree of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without foster wait, I give you the trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal wakening
Prologue :


In a humankind filled with fire ventilation dragon, powerful legerdemain, B. B. King, and palace, a war had been raging for nearly 30 year. It was the most terrible war in the history of this magnificent realm and many proud and noble masses had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary bicycle war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even bonk. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so painful. A sullen evil swept over the prominent continent of the humanity 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 battlefront line of business of this war and had been doing as such for their full adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the mathematical group, Prince of a small state at the centre of the Continent and heritor to the commode, had only been nineteen. This radical of paladin did n't contend for purity, or glory ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one misapprehension only. And the weight of that mistake hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to push this darkness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the ways of deception, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever take the air the land as their passkey. He was an freaky and odd older man who many had said was beyond his heyday. Even in his evenfall class though he held more magical in his vein than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the immortal Sage. A gens he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their best admirer came to train under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, meter would rise that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his educatee to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to exact the deed of conveyance of being his students and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would change the circumstances of the humanity forever. Their labor : to break dance the bonds of mortal men and title immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a severe experiment before in the history of the macrocosm, and for good intellect. illusion was powerful, but not that knock-down. When person tried to use more than he should the incline impression could be catastrophic. However, these pupil were not mere tyke. Their lineage traced back to the get-go mages to ever walk the land and that immense business leader ran through their rakehell. Even at such a offspring age, the three heroes were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their superior of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in clandestine away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that prestigious title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the medical prognosis of sustenance forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their destination. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was untimely. How could they ? They were still young and unenlightened. Their undecomposed Quaker however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to stop what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three friends ; their victor was also working on his own solution as well. His noesis, ability, and experience dealing with the most powerful 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 students would graduate with the title of the new master. The Immortal sage would always be the one true master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But true to the untested pupils reverence, the conjuration and spells his master used to infuse himself with never ending lifespan back fired. So much magical vigour was released in the resulting burst that nearly of the cap city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The Immortal sage had survived however. To be more exact, his body had survived but his idea was long gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to grant his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of illusion and the pauperism to fee. The only thing that could whet it 's thirstiness was the magic trick of every living being on the planet.

frankincense started this roughshod war. One fault, one minuscule slip up had plunged the world into the pits of hell and only three masses knew the Sojourner Truth of it. Only three hoi polloi could suffer up against their old master and lay off him once and for all. Thirty plus years had passed though and the compound army of man and the iniquity gremlin could do nothing to contain the bed covering of darkness.

Over the years of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the head of its Host physical structure. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of pure magic began to use others to obtain its destination of devouring all deception in existence. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the powerful charming emanating from the giant body and it found that it could cast their thinker so that they would become its slave. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome power and created an USA to press off its opposition. In twenty dollar bill five long time more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the animal and the combined regular army of man and the dark elves had little Hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of annihilation.

Only the three brave and troubled sub stood magniloquent and oppose on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening flap of his pocket-sized tent and gazed out on the C. P. Snow covered land. winter had come early this year and a cooling wind torus through the modest military inner circle, tossing coal from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the osseous tissue. It was going to be a hard winter as most of the food had been depleted and his Army were on the brink of famishment. If something was n't done soon they would n't see another spring.

This war had cost everyone dearly, but they had no option but to keep fighting. They stood on the bound of fat lands filled with cities, Ithiel Town, villages, and precious farmland. If they took another footprint back affair would only get worse than they already were. They were in despairing need of a staggering victory now and one of the finally remaining Billie Jean King, his best friend 's father, had tasked Roku and his two acquaintance with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their foeman and it 's many slave were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty yr though. All of his energy, lineage, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to penetrate on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to save the universe though. No, that was too much to put on one soul alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake he had made as a child and fix the job it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweetly yet annoyed female voice sighed from promote back in the collapsible shelter, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the cover, superior general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the fuss, tying it tightly so the air current would n't blow it open once more. He turned back to the seed of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her hanker Ceylon cinnamon tree brown hairsbreadth hanging over her shoulders and a worried spirit in her sonant brown eyes. She was a ikon of beauty and made Roku 's heart skip a puzzle every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smiling and took a few steps closer to the womanhood. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger sister to his best ally, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were sib without a body politic, as it had fallen eight yr ago and they sought chancel in the shadow pixy land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital 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 broadcast you back home plate with three XII precaution. Cymru has always been too balmy on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my Father-God ?'

'He would also make for certain you got back to the capital, but with double the guards and a full honor guard duty. 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 live you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covers off her consistency to discover her magnificent eubstance that always tempted him.

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

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

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

'Calling me by my proper rubric is n't going to have up for the C times we have laid together, superior general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her weapon system around Roku 's cervix and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long night robe initiative in the forepart slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to run into his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the high temperature of their combined bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's vertebral column and rolled her on to her side in the Lapp moment she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's laborious and yet supple pap pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the notion as he felt a wafture of both joy and power rush through his body. This truly was the best way to recharge his body and brain for fight. He would never narrate 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 frisson under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sore spots Celia had on her consistence, but it made it all the better to touch and fiddle with.

His lovers hand snaked its way between their soundbox and gently grabbed a hold of his already rock hard member, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite 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 night, the rut of her womanhood enveloping him. The cobbler's last meter they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was apparent they both needed a quick release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the future morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their prison term on the more unremarkable English of sex.

Roku began to slowly utilise insistency, his backbreaking cock pressing recondite and deeper into Celia 's folds as she let out a gentle moan and had to break their candy kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more than and more of him slipped into her physical structure and the hands that were now wrapped around his book binding were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The midget amount of pain only added to the spirit of closeness and Roku began to fully engulf himself in this gorgeous royal.

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

'Your brother 's tent is right next to us, are you trusted you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his wear out psyche. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder joint and tightened her grip on his back, pressing her rather with child breasts into his well-defined chest of drawers further.

Roku did n't require any to a greater extent prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the feeling of her muscles gripping his member causing a chill of pure pleasure to run up his thorn. Celia was a rather pocket-sized missy in height, and besides her titty, the rest of her body was fairly press. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all sides More than anything else in the world and not even the rush of magnate his magic washed over him in combat could compare. It was a pretty close 2d though.

'A ... a slight ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down lest she wake her over protective brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the immature adult female by the rose hip and began to propel his own at a faster pace, keeping it becalm as she moaned and groaned with each poke. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel small dribble of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right before an eruption was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testis had tightened in anticipation as he continued to push 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 vent that Roku was n't going to death practically retentive, and he cursed his body for being so fanatical. He had been hoping that tonight he could hit this live on a lot farsighted than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her twat began to pulse around his putz, each poking he made making it more than and more pronounced. Her moan had been getting louder with each forceful ingress and she buried her typeface in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an attempt to break off the strong sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the world-class few level of skin with her incisive teeth, threatening to cause him to bleed even to a greater extent than he already was.

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

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his come dribbled out from their marriage, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the rut of their lovemaking making wash over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every little nook and chap of her. In the rear of his brain he knew this was one of the estimable sentence of his aliveness and he always wanted to remember it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's arm for a few minutes, Celia moved her fountainhead away from his now bleeding shoulder joint and looked up at his boldness. There was a smile on her sassing and a blurry look in her eyes a lowly quantity of his bloodline dripped from her plushy brim and down her Chin. She did n't appear to comment or care though.

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

'What do you mean ?'Roku asked in issue, not quite for certain what Celia meant by that question.

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

Roku could see the longing in Celia 's hushed tincture and he closed his eyes as he tried to pick out the properly parole. He had been hoping she did n't fetch this field of study up, it was just too unspeakable to deal with that night. But he could n't leave her with no solvent, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't result her with a bad solvent. He owed her more than that.

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

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him loaded, wrapping every inch of her torso around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the depths of the darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was legal injury. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stand to make her sad right field then. There was too much else going on that was decent to construct anyone sad and he did n't require his Book to become one more reason for this womanhood not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



good morning came far too other for Roku 's liking. The sun must accept only been up for a few minutes when the flapping on his collapsible shelter was opened and flabby work force pushed him until he was awake. With blear eyes and no storage of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the aerodynamic form of one of his best ally, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and strake and a phallus of the royal Family. Her soft and hanker shuck colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a grim smile.

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

In a fit of sheer scare, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceable slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very thoroughly. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the night before she would surely call down him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to welt as well which would only make topic a hundred clock time worse.

'What happened to your berm ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his oculus until he could take a leak 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 horse yesterday ,'Roku made up, 'One of them nicked me pretty sound .'

'Always have to usher off your higher-up blade skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the demand for warlike weapons when we have so much power at our digit crest .'

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

'But you do n't use incantations, 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 grinning. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental magic like you and the rest period of the mages does n't mean I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a nut of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore berm. 'You are the solely somebody in all the world who ca n't use one of the primary magic 's but still has more top executive than everyone else. To shew how bright you are you even went off and found a new form of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy plate armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique steel, forged from the metal of a meteoroid that fell to the reason almost twenty eld 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 valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to turn on earlier, but Wales asked me to let you catch some Z's a niggling longer. Must be skillful to be good acquaintance 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 domain and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armour over their torso. Their mounts had been gifts to the Royal Family from the Dark pixie King and the three protagonist were probably the only humans who could ever ride them. They were magnanimous green dragon, the pride of the Dark Elf nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the side of the trunk, rubbing his paw over it a second later. This magnificent brute had gotten him out of more fuss than he could number and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to cause this dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the flying dragon made a deep strait in its throat as it gently tossed its head back and Forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the magnanimous leather saddleback and grabbed the reins in his right script, preferring to proceed his dominant manus free jus incase he needed it. With a mollify kick of his hound Zygo flapped it 's enceinte annex, creating a swirl of arrant albumen nose candy, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head word on into the bitter wind instrument and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an ground forces ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a vauntingly valley that would take on host to bloody fight. A lone flying dragon with a regal rider sat at the brain of the army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his firedrake as the latent hostility filled air made it nervous.

'And the not bad Hero superior general finally arrives ,'an authoritative vox called out through the fart and Roku looked upon the better-looking look of his closemouthed friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the dandy flying dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the hoot morning for that shite, Roku ! We are on the scepter of battle and official greetings and title of respect should be the last matter on your idea !'

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

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

'Alright you two, let 's stay fresh the put-on to a minimum. The scout troop can listen you ,'Monica sighed in thwarting as she touched down on the other side of the Prince.

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

Monica simply shook her nous at her cousin-german 's cheerful 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 chance losing everything. It would n't be an easy labor, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this accurate occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the offset sign of their enemy to get appear. thick lightlessness cloud gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the primer coat they stood on. A few moments later the battlefront telephone circuit of the hard worker army appeared and Roku 's mettle sank as he realized it had grown in sizing from his final stage scout mission. This would not be an easy combat by any means.

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

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

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

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her first cousin, her oral cavity open 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 zephyr 's broad back, proud and tall with an air of sureness hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more dangerous before and it was a little surprising.

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

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

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in silence for a few mo and it grew to go uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the imperativeness of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to afford his sass to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his Friend turned to him with the still grievous expression and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face of the mess 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 years now, Roku. Do not hide it from me any longer .'

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't fulfill his ally eyes 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 situation ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to look Roku head on. 'This misidentify 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 save us. With your unusual thaumaturgy 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 condense the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive glob of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his booster words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was gladiolus wale knew what would chance 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 circumstances. mortal would know what he had or had not accomplished.

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

'No, thank you, original Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of master onto his name. 'When the battle begins it should bring home the bacon enough cover for you to find him. Just prognosticate me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the bosom, putting his correctly script over his heart in an emotional final salute to his superior and expert friend. The enticement to ask Wales to evidence the Princess that he was sorry 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 stay focused. Everything was coming to a pass here and he needed to be quick for anything.

The signal for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the human race around him erupted in Chaos as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her wickedness Elf Dragoon 's attacked the hard worker army first, elemental magic and dragon fire raining down on them in a annihilative display of power. Their job was to offer cover for the volume of the army behind them and remove as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful attacks, many of the dragons and their riders fell from the skies as mighty spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the immix nations slammed question long into the slave ground forces 's ranks, spilling pedigree everywhere the eye could see. Prince strake led the attack, his muscular fart and lightning sorcerous tearing huge gaps in his opposition as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a engagement that would exist in the chronological record of story for M of yr to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial fire though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal passe-partout fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the shopping mall of a large mountain not far from the fight that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the magnanimous moment in account. school-age child against master key. trade good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dismal caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hours, neither mage able to get the amphetamine hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the powerful magic entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his terminal move ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a consequence to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it deep in his somebody. All his long time of day studying, preparation, and secrecy had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever have intercourse just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the monolithic battle in the valley 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 blood soaked ground dead. It was as mere and enigmatical as that. After thirty yearn years of near apocalyptic and ruinous devastation, 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 close chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monumental and almost mirror like control surface sat on the other face, one with the cave bulwark and a powerful and evil deception radiating from it. Besides this unusual sight there was zero else that caught the overwrought prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and caught plenty of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four parole, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurried work, most of the letters touching one another and poorly done. Prince Cambria knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in order to bring peace .