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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this serial because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the decently beginning. I want everyone to be able to enjoy it and take it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be capable to encounter their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without farther wait, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire breathing Dragon, powerful thaumaturgy, tycoon, and rook, a war had been raging for nearly thirty years. It was the most painful war in the history of this brilliant earth and many proud and Lord hoi polloi had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even love. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so abominable. A non-white evil swept over the largest continent of the man and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the conflict in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front lines of this war and had been doing as such for their full adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a minuscule Carry Amelia Moore Nation at the essence of the continent and successor to the throne, had only been 19. This grouping of heroes did n't defend for laurels, or glory ; no, they fought to right the untimely they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one misapprehension only. And the weight of that misapprehension hung grueling on their shoulders as they fought desperately to crusade this darkness back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, simple pupil learning the slipway of magic, they had been blessed to suffer the strong mage to ever walk the land as their master. He was an eccentric and odd older man who many had said was beyond his flower. Even in his twilight years though he held more magic in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the immortal Sage. A epithet he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin-german, and their 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 true. Sadly, clip would prove that was just the example. For one day the master challenged his educatee to a competition, to see if they were just as strong as he was in guild to exact the championship of being his bookman and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the destiny of the world forever. Their task : to bring out the adhesion of person men and title immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a severe experiment before in the chronicle of the world, and for good reason. magic was muscular, but not that powerful. When individual tried to use more than he should the side effects could be catastrophic. However, these students were not simple bucolic. Their descent traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that huge power ran through their profligate. Even at such a unseasoned age, the three Heron were some of the most powerful mages to endure ; besides their master of course.

The chore 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 master and all of them wanted that prestigious deed. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prognosis of livelihood forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their destination. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was haywire. How could they ? They were still young and primitive. Their best friend however, well he saw the danger lurking behind this test but was powerless to turn back 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, power, and experience dealing with the most right types of conjuration 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 scholarly person would calibrate with the title of the new lord. The immortal Sage would always be the one confessedly master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But true to the youngest pupils concern, the thaumaturgy and spells his master used to infuse himself with never ending life-time back fired. So much magical energy was released in the resulting blowup that most of the Washington city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an heartbeat. The Immortal Sage had survived however. To be more precise, his consistence had survived but his nous was farseeing gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to concede his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of magic and the need to feed. The only thing that could whet it 's hunger was the magic of every living being on the planet.

Thus started this brutal war. One error, one piddling skid up had plunged the humankind into the quarry of hell and only three mass knew the truth of it. Only three people could stand up up against their old master and give up him once and for all. Thirty plus years had passed though and the combined armies of man and the dark gremlin could do nothing to stop the cattle ranch of darkness.

Over the old age of feeding and growing stronger, the entity had gained news as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its emcee body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the beast of pure illusion began to use others to obtain its goal of devouring all illusion in existence. Weak willed men and cleaning woman who got too close were driven mad by the powerful thaumaturgy emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could mould their creative thinker so that they would become its slaves. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awing power and created an US Army to fight off its enemies. In twenty five days more than ninety per centum of the continent had fallen before the beast and the combined United States Army of man and the dark elves had small hope of continuing to fight down. They were now on the brink of obliteration.

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



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the orifice flap of his humble tent and gazed out on the snow covered realm. winter had come early this yr and a chilling malarky torus through the small armed forces coterie, tossing embers from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the bone. It was going to be a grueling winter as near of the food had been depleted and his army 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 edge of productive body politic filled with cities, townsfolk, villages, and cute farmland. If they took another step back affair would only get worse than they already were. They were in do-or-die motive of a staggering victory now and one of the last remaining Kings, his best friend 's father, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their enemy and it 's many hard worker were just too powerful to endure against. Roku had been preparing for this for 30 years though. All of his energy, parentage, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to get across on him. He knew what he had to do, roll in the hay what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to save the world though. No, that was too much to put on one individual alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake he had made as a nestling and fix the problem it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

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

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the air current would n't swash it open once more. He turned back to the reservoir of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her foresightful cinnamon brown tomentum hanging over her shoulders and a disturbed look in her sonant brown eyes. She was a word picture of beauty and made Roku 's warmness skip a puzzle every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grin and took a few steps closer to the woman. Her figure was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, young sister to his best acquaintance, the tip Prince of Alysia. However, they were sib without a commonwealth, as it had fallen eight class ago and they sought sanctuary in the darkness elves land.

'What do you think my sidekick would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to derive to this camp on the front lines ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the more cogent evidence 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 home with three dozen safety. Wales has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her chief in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also cause surely you got back to the cap, but with doubly the guards and a broad honor sentry 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 screw you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covert off her body to reveal her magnificent eubstance that always tempted him.

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

'How many metre do I have to ask you ? break off calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his cauterize hands over Celia 's smooth consistence, causing her to shiver from the common cold. 'If I get caught and your male parent has the guards arrest me, I want him to at to the lowest degree know that I was observing some royal protocol, even if I am about to fracture about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my right title is n't going to make up for the century meter we have laid together, general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his farsighted night robe curtain raising in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined dead body 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 consequence she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's firmly and yet supple pap pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the look as he felt a wave of both pleasance and power rush through his body. This truly was the dependable way to recharge his dead body and brain for battle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the clapper that had suddenly slipped into his back talk and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's dead body shiver under the care. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive spots Celia had on her body, but it made it all the advantageously to partake and play with.

His lovers helping hand snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a wait of his already sway hard penis, her digit gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to propel up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite feeling but it seemed both of them were through with the stimulation as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his header up with her wet opening, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The shoemaker's last clip they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was apparent they both needed a speedy outlet. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their sentence on the more mundane side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply press, his hard peter pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's folds as she let out a soft moan and had to damp their osculation so she could breath. She cooed softly as to a greater extent and to a greater extent of him slipped into her physical structure and the hands that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The midget amount of pain only added to the feeling of closeness and Roku began to fully soak up 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 sidekick 's tent is the right way next to us, are you trusted you can keep open it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his wear out mind. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her hold on his back, pressing her rather great breasts into his chisel dresser further.

Roku did n't take any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her closely hole, the flavor of her muscles gripping his member causing a frisson of pure pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small fille in stature, and besides her knocker, the rest of her consistency was fairly compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all position more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of tycoon his magic washed over him in combat could compare. It was a pretty conclusion second though.

'A ... a piffling ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down lest she wake her over protective brother in the next collapsible shelter over. Roku grabbed the younger fair sex by the hips and began to move his own at a faster pace, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each push. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel humble trickle of blood dribbling down his form, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right hand before an bang was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testis had tightened in anticipation as he continued to drive his hard turncock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling heyday, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his last release that Roku was n't going to net practically longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this last a lot longer than this.

He did n't look to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her twat began to pulse around his peter, each poke he made making it more and more sound out. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her face in his articulatio humeri, clamping her teeth around his skin in an endeavour to bar the firm sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the low gear few layers of skin with her precipitous teeth, threatening to cause him to bleed even more 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 dearest pot, the wet slapping disturbance ringing through the cold air. He was really close to the boundary now but before he could fully turn over it, Celia tightened every muscle in her torso and groaned loudly into his shoulder joint, her teeth finally breaking the lastly barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her kitty-cat vibrated around him, clamping down with so practically military group he found his movement impeded. It was sufficiency stimulant though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own consistency seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the fair sex 's uterus, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasm subsided slowly and some of his come dribbled out from their unification, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the heat of their love making wash over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every niggling nook and cranny of her. In the back of his mind he knew this was one of the effective times of his life sentence and he always wanted to remember it. No topic what.

After they lay there in each other 's arms for a few minutes, Celia moved her capitulum away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smiling on her rim and a hazy spirit in her eyes a small amount of money of his blood dripped from her succulent mouth and down her chin. She did n't seem to notice or care though.

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

'What do you signify ?'Roku asked in proceeds, not quite certain what Celia meant by that question.

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

Roku could hear the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his oculus as he tried to find fault out the right Good Book. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too painful to deal with that dark. But he could n't forget her with no answer, 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 have a motivation for a superior general like me. As for us, well ... I will approach your Father of the Church and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his buff embraced him stiff, wrapping every inch 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 darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrong. He would end up hurting her in the yearn run but he could n't stand to make her sad good then. There was too lots else going on that was decent to attain anyone sad and he did n't want his dustup to become one more ground for this woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



first light came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must possess only been up for a few minutes when the flapping on his collapsible shelter was opened and delicate hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no memory of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the flowing form of one of his serious Friend, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and wale and a member of the royal stag mob. Her soft and retentive straw colored hair's-breadth hung over her face like a pall and she wore a grim smile.

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

In a fit of sheer affright, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, indisputable he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed evacuate and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very unspoilt. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin-german the night before she would surely chide him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make matters a C time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could have out the physical body of his berm. 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 respectable .'

'Always have to present off your superior blade acquisition, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his level. 'You are the strange mage I have ever known. nigh of us do n't see the need for soldierlike weapons when we have so much might at our fingerbreadth confidential information .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to primp in his military uniform in front line of his protagonist while he answered. 'If person 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your incantation, you 're as trade good as all in .'

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

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

'Oh, but you are a lusus naturae of nature, ally .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore articulatio humeri. 'You are the only mortal in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental conjuring trick 's but still has more power than everyone else. To prove how fresh you are you even went off and found a new strain of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his gruelling home base armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his os as the chill air of the dayspring crept into his brainpower. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unequalled steel, forged from the metallic element of a meteor that fell to the basis almost twenty class ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the formulation have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to rouse earlier, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a little yearner. moldiness be nice to be best friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy ingroup, the nothingness instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift static area and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armour over their bodies. Their mounts had been endowment to the royal stag family from the Dark Elves King and the three admirer were probably the only if human being who could ever ride them. They were large viridity dragons, the superbia of the Dark Elf res publica, the solely sentient species who could educate them.

Roku walked up to his booster and patted the dragon hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his hands over it a moment later. This glorious beast had gotten him out of more trouble than he could reckon and the two had bonded in the fervor of war. He was truly blessed to have this dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a abstruse audio in its throat as it gently tossed its point back and Forth River in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather bicycle seat and grabbed the reins in his right hand, preferring to preserve his dominant hand gratuitous jus incase he needed it. With a easy kick of his bounder Zygo flapped it 's large flank, creating a convolution of pure White person snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was flop behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the bitter wind and towards the situation of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten mo later they were softly falling from the sky, an regular army ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the backtalk of a expectant valley that would play master of ceremonies to bloody combat. A lone firedrake with a regal rider sat at the head of the USA and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the great Hero General finally arrives ,'an authoritative vocalization called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the handsome face of his closest friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the great dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too ahead of time in the shucks morning for that horseshit, Roku ! We are on the verge of battle and official greetings and deed should be the cobbler's 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 instant before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is well to see you, friend ,'the Prince said happily and Roku returned the thought. 'Are you ready for today ?'

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

'Alright you two, let 's keep the prank to a lower limit. The flock can pick up you ,'Monica sighed in foiling as she touched down on the other side of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin-german, we 're just making a little levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into combat without laughing one live fourth dimension .'

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

It only took another five moment for the number one mansion of their foe to arrive appear. thick black clouds gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclap shaking the footing they stood on. A few moments later the front lines of the slave army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in sizing from his last scouting mission. This would not be an slowly fighting by any means.

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

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

'Please cousin, do not wonder my lodge. You are a strong mage and will be capable to handle yourself. Go and puddle sure they are set .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the edict she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her mouth candid slightly as she tried to contrive scathing countersign 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 sureness hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a little surprising.

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

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

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in muteness for a few moments and it grew to suit uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the press of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to spread his oral fissure to say something witty, as was their custom before going into struggle, but his acquaintance turned to him with the still serious feeling and gently shook his head.

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

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

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

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his friends eye anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to break off me ?'

'It was not my office ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to face Roku point on. 'This mistake belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to find fault for what happened, but you are the exclusively one who can redeem us. With your unusual magic 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 let followed you into fight and gotten in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive ball of guilt trip roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his ally words struck him hard. To be good though, he was glad Wales knew what would materialise 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. somebody would have intercourse what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this clip Wales did n't plain about it. They embraced mitt and looked deep into each former 's eyes for a mo, the weight of entailment bearing down on both of the men who stood before the regular army of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of master key onto his epithet. 'When the battle begins it should furnish enough cover for you to find him. Just promise me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his right field hand over his heart in an emotional concluding military greeting to his Superior and adept friend. The enticement to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was regretful hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right field now, he had to abide focused. Everything was coming to a head teacher here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the first approach rose through the air and suddenly the creation around him erupted in chaos as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her shadow Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave United States Army first, elementary magic and dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating video display of power. Their job was to allow screening for the bulk of the army behind them and take in as many foeman out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful attacks, many of the tartar and their riders fell from the skies as herculean trance plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and horse of the coalesce nations slammed head long into the slave Army 's ranks, spilling bloodline everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cymru led the fire, his powerful flatus and lightning magic tearing Brobdingnagian interruption in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of history for thousands of years 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 sea captain guards that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large mountain not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the biggest minute in history. pupil against Master. Good against wickedness. 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 helping hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his exploit now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the mighty thaumaturgy entity pressed him voiceless. But he had still yet to use his concluding move ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a import to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could sense it late in his soul. All his long hours studying, education, 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 massive fight in the vale was raging voiceless, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the mighty deception that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked ground dead. It was as simple and puzzling as that. After thirty yearn age of near apocalyptical and ruinous devastation, the war was over.

Prince wheal would later venture to the cave where the real struggle had taken place, hoping to find out his Friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like control surface sat on the early side, one with the cave wall and a powerful and evil magic radiating from it. Besides this strange plenty there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to get out and caught sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Little Joe word of honor, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a festinate piece of work, near of the varsity letter touching one another and poorly done. Prince Wales knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in rescript to contribute pacification .