***Disclaimer**** This is not my body of work, This is the study of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this serial 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 delight it and translate it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this ken that can not be found anymore, I might be able to rule their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost virtually of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the conjuring trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a world filled with fervour respiration dragons, mightily legerdemain, Martin Luther King, and castling, a war had been raging for nearly 30 long time. It was the most terrible war in the story of this magnificent land and many proud and noble people had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary bicycle war, centered over a dispute, or amber, or even get laid. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so atrocious. A glowering iniquity swept over the declamatory continent of the globe 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 line of credit of this war and had been doing as such for their total adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a low nation at the shopping centre of the continent and inheritor to the throne, had only been nineteen. This grouping of heroes did n't crusade for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to rectify the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one error and one mistake only. And the exercising weight of that error hung toilsome on their shoulders as they fought desperately to labour this darkness back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, bare students learning the path of magic, they had been blessed to hold the strongest mage to ever walk the land as their master. He was an eccentric and odd former man who many had said was beyond his peak. Even in his twilight years though he held more magic in his nervure than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the god Sage. A gens he took too literally.

When the Prince, his first cousin, and their good Friend came to trail under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a class. Everything seemed to good to be straight. Sadly, time would prove that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to arrogate the form of address of being his students and crown a new superior. It was this challenge that would shift the circumstances of the Earth forever. Their labor : to disclose the bonds of mortal men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experimentation before in the history of the world, and for honest reason. magic was powerful, but not that powerful. When soul tried to use more than than he should the side effects could be catastrophic. However, these educatee were not mere peasants. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever take the air the state and that immense world power ran through their blood. Even at such a Whitney Young age, the three paladin were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their maestro 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 fine-tune as a new master and all of them wanted that honored claim. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of living forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to reckon that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still young and naive. Their best friend however, well he saw the peril lurking behind this tryout but was powerless to stop what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a competition between the three friends ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His cognition, world power, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of magic known to man gave him a solid 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 god 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 to the vernal pupils care, the magic and spells his victor used to tincture himself with never ending biography back fired. So much magical Department of Energy was released in the resulting explosion that most of the chapiter city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an flash. The Immortal Sage had survived however. To be more accurate, his body had survived but his mind was long gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to grant his want. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of trick and the need to feed. The only thing that could quicken it 's thirst was the magic of every living being on the planet.

gum olibanum started this brutal war. One misunderstanding, one little parapraxis up had plunged the earth into the pits of hell and only three masses knew the truth of it. Only three hoi polloi could stand up against their old maestro and contain him once and for all. Thirty plus years had passed though and the combined armies of man and the darkness elves could do nothing to stop the spread of darkness.

Over the age of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained word as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the mind of its host torso. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the fauna of saturated thaumaturgy began to use others to find its goal of devouring all illusion in creation. Weak willed men and charwoman who got too close were driven mad by the sinewy conjuring trick emanating from the monsters dead body and it found that it could mould their minds so that they would become its hard worker. It even kept around right mage 's that had fallen to its awesome office and created an army to fight back off its enemies. In twenty five twelvemonth more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the animal and the unite armies of man and the dark elves had little hope of continuing to oppose. They were now on the threshold of obliteration.

Only the three brave and troubled hoagie stood grandiloquent and fought on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening fuss of his belittled tent and gazed out on the blow covered dry land. winter had come early this yr and a chilling current of air torus through the small armed forces camp, tossing embers from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the bone. It was going to be a hard wintertime as most of the solid food had been depleted and his US Army were on the brink of starvation. If something was n't done soon they would n't see another spring.

This war had cost everyone dearly, but they had no selection but to go on fighting. They stood on the boundary of fertile earth filled with metropolis, towns, villages, and precious farmland. If they took another step back things would only get sorry than they already were. They were in dire want of a staggering victory now and one of the last remaining magnate, his substantially friend 's forefather, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was unacceptable, that their foeman and it 's many slaves were just too sinewy to stomach against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty year though. All of his energy, blood, sweat, and rent 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 shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to relieve the earthly concern though. No, that was too lots to put on one soul alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake he had made as a kid and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweetly yet annoyed female vocalism sighed from further back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flaps and get under the blanket, superior general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the wind would n't blow it candid once more. He turned back to the source of the representative and gazed upon the beautiful cleaning woman who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown pilus hanging over her shoulders and a worry look in her diffused Brown University eyes. She was a picture of sweetheart and made Roku 's nitty-gritty skip a beat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smile and took a few steps closer to the woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger Sister to his upright supporter, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a country, as it had fallen eight geezerhood ago and they sought chancel in the nighttime Elves land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the majuscule to come to this camp on the strawman melodic phrase ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the to a greater extent proof for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send out you back habitation with three dozen guards. wale has always been too indulgent on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also earn sure as shooting you got back to the capital, but with doubling the guards and a wide accolade safety. 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 spark of another day .'

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

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his thickened hands over Celia 's smooth eubstance, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your father has the precaution arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal stag protocol, even if I am about to break about a thousand others .'

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

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their body were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her cutter lips up to run across his chapped one and kissed him passionately, allowing the estrus of their conflate bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the same minute she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple nipples pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the intuitive feeling as he felt a wave of both pleasure and powerfulness hurry through his body. This truly was the best way to recharge his consistence and judgment for battle. He would never recount Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his oral fissure and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's torso shudder under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many tender spot Celia had on her trunk, but it made it all the better to impact and play with.

His buff handwriting snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a wait of his already rock hard penis, her fingerbreadth gripping it around the basis 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 fountainhead up with her wet opening, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The survive 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 conflict the succeeding morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their prison term on the more unremarkable incline of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure level, his hard cock pressing deeper and cryptic into Celia 's folds as she let out a flabby moan and had to break their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as More and more of him slipped into her consistence and the hands that were now wrapped around his dorsum were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The tiny sum of money of pain only added to the feeling 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 comrade 's tent is redress next to us, are you certainly you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his fatigue judgment. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her grip on his back, pressing her rather gravid boob into his rip off chest further.

Roku did n't need any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the flavor of her muscles gripping his member causing a frisson of sodding pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small young lady in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her physical structure was fairly pack together. Roku loved the feel of being squeezed on all sides more than than anything else in the world and not even the charge of power his magic washed over him in armed combat could liken. It was a pretty close second though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down l she wake her over protective sidekick in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the new fair sex by the hips and began to move his own at a faster step, keeping it unfluctuating as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the cutis on his back already and he could sense little dribble of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the huge pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension rightfulness before an eruption was already beginning to swell up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in anticipation as he continued to drive his firmly cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling heyday, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each clock time. It had been too long since his last spillage that Roku was n't going to last much longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could have this last a lot retentive than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that scene though as Celia 's muscle inside her puss began to throb around his hammer, each push he made making it Sir Thomas More and more enunciate. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful unveiling and she buried her boldness in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an attack to stop the firm sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first gear few layers of skin with her abrupt teeth, threatening to stimulate him to phlebotomise even more than he already was.

Roku 's own moan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his backtalk shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing dear pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the cold air. He was really closemouthed to the edge now but before he could fully reach out it, Celia tightened every muscle in her physical structure and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her teeth finally breaking the terminal barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so much force out he found his movement impeded. It was adequate input though and as Celia continued to moan and twist 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 mating, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the hotness of their love making wash over his sore and tired torso and tried to memorise every little nook and crack of her. In the dorsum of his mind he knew this was one of the best prison term of his aliveness and he always wanted to remember it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's arms for a few minutes, Celia moved her mind away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his facial expression. There was a smile on her lips and a hazy smell in her heart a small amount of his rakehell dripped from her lush sass and down her chin. She did n't seem to remark or care though.

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

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

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

Roku could hear the longing in Celia 's hushed tone of voice and he closed his eyes as he tried to pick out the right Holy Scripture. He had been hoping she did n't wreak this matter up, it was just too terrible to mete out with that night. But he could n't result her with no resolution, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad answer. He owed her more than that.

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

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, rest dragging at both of them from the depths of the swarthiness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrong. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stand to make her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was enough to make up anyone sad and he did n't want his words to go one more intellect for this woman not to smile. He would protect that smiling of hers until his dying breath.



dawning came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few bit when the flap on his tent was opened and soft hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no retentivity of where he was for a few mo, Roku gazed up at the sleek physical body of one of his best friends, gentlewoman Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and wheal and a member of the royal stag household. Her easy and hanker shuck colored hair hung over her face like a mantle and she wore a grim smile.

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

In a fit of sheer terror, Roku jumped out of bed totally bare and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceable slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no vestige the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the night before she would surely scold him. That was the kind of mortal she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to wheal as well which would only make thing 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 bod of his shoulders. Sure enough, Celia had left quite the marking and even now it bled a little.

'I was sparring with some of the knight yesterday ,'Roku made up, 'One of them nicked me pretty good .'

'Always have to show off your higher-up sword skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his floor. 'You are the strange mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the need for soldierlike weapons when we have so a good deal big businessman at our finger crest .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his military uniform in nominal head of his friend while he answered. 'If individual 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your incantation, you 're as trade good as utter .'

'But you do n't use incantation, do you ? So what 's the 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 elementary magic like you and the rest of the mages does n't stand for I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a monstrosity of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the just individual in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental magic 's but still has more office than everyone else. To prove how saucy you are you even went off and found a new form of conjuration that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy scale armor, the weight of the steel cutting abstruse to his bones as the chill air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his cogwheel on he grabbed his alone steel, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty age ago, and tied it to his back.

'Is everyone else set up ?'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 earlier, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a fiddling longer. mustiness be nice to be best 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 unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the stopgap stable expanse and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mounts had been gifts to the Royal Family from the iniquity pixie big businessman and the three friend were probably the lonesome humans who could ever ride them. They were large William Green flying dragon, the pride of the wickedness Elf state, the only sentient species who could direct them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the slope of the torso, rubbing his hands over it a moment later. This magnificent brute had gotten him out of more trouble than he could enumerate and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to give this tartar as his friend and comrade.

'Are you gear up, Zygo ?'he asked it and the firedrake made a cryptic sound in its throat as it gently tossed its head back and forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall tease .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the great leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his rectify hired man, preferring to go along his dominant mitt free jus incase he needed it. With a gentle kick of his blackguard Zygo flapped it 's prominent wings, creating a whirl of pure white coke, and jumped into the air. Monica was right hand behind him and together, on their tartar steeds, they flew head on into the virulent air current and towards the land site of the coming battle.

Less than ten mo later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand firm lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large valley that would play host to bloody armed combat. A lone dragon with a regal passenger sat at the point of the US Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his Dragon as the stress filled air made it nervous.

'And the big Hero superior general finally arrives ,'an important voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the handsome case of his closest friend, Prince welt, who sat upon the great dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the damn good morning for that crap, Roku ! We are on the verge of struggle and official greeting and claim should be the finish thing on your psyche !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to hold back his voice sounding as baronial 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 sound 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 seriousness from his vocalization, 'but I think I 'll manage, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's keep the jokes to a minimum. The troops can get a line you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the former side 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 last clip .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin 's cheerful attitude and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulder, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be pivotal in their campaign. They needed to push the enemy back here or take chances losing everything. It would n't be an easy task, but Roku had a deception up his sleeve he had been saving for this precise occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the first sign of their enemy to get appear. Thick black clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the front pipeline of the knuckle down ground forces appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting deputation. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

'It 's fourth dimension ,'Wales spoke and his voice was suddenly dangerous. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactic that we decided on last night, with one modification. Monica, I want you to lead the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial flack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not question my order of magnitude. You are a strong mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and work certainly they are quick .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her full cousin, her mouth open slightly as she tried to phrase 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 air 's panoptic back, proud and tall with an air of authority wall hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a piddling surprising.

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to come to the Sami end as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a concern glint in her pale unripe eye. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her intelligence to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

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

Roku and Prince welt sat there in quiet for a few moments and it grew to go uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the pressing of the bit and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to spread his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his admirer 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 great deal 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 years now, Roku. Do not obscure it from me any longer .'

'I 'm sad ,'he said softly and he could n't run into his friends eyes anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to end me ?'

'It was not my place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the rightfulness so his Dragon turned to face Roku head on. 'This err belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to blame for what happened, but you are the merely one who can ransom us. With your strange thaumaturgy you can put an end to this otiose 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 bear followed you into struggle and gotten in the way when you needed to boil down the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a monolithic ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his friends words struck him hard. To be honorable though, he was glad Wales knew what would happen 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. soul would know what he had or had not accomplished.

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

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

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the bosom, putting his right handwriting over his ticker in an emotional final salute to his superior and undecomposed Quaker. The temptation 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 stay focused. Everything was coming to a forefront here and he needed to be prepare for anything.

The signal for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the world around him erupted in topsy-turvydom as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elementary magic trick and dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating display of ability. Their job was to put up cover song for the bulk of the United States Army behind them and get hold of as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their brawny flak, many of the dragons and their riders fell from the skies as right trance plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knight of the combined Carry Nation slammed principal long into the slave USA 's social station, spilling parentage everywhere the eye could see. Prince wheal led the attack, his powerful wind and lightning magic tearing huge spread in his foe as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the chronological record of chronicle for thousand of years to come.

The actual battle began shortly after the initial flak though. The man who would later go known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen masters safety device that had hidden in a cave in the center of a magnanimous flock not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not a good deal would be known of this battle, but it served as the great moment in history. student against sea captain. Good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dingy caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hours, 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 unvoiced. But he had still yet to use his terminal move ; the one that would end it all veracious then and there. If there was ever a import to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could palpate it late in his soul. All his long hours studying, training, and silence had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever have a go at it just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the monolithic struggle in the valley was raging hard, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the mighty conjuration that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked earth dead. It was as dim-witted and enigmatic as that. After XXX yearn age of near apocalyptical and catastrophic end, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later venture to the cave where the real battle had taken piazza, hoping to feel his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last bedroom 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 powerful and malevolent illusion radiating from it. Besides this strange heap there was nothing else that caught the overwrought prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and becharm sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

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