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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this series because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right source. I want everyone to be capable to savor it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any author from this ken that can not be found anymore, I might be able to find their workplace and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the original workplace of Ka Hmnd.
Without boost wait, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a macrocosm filled with fire breathing dragon, powerful magic trick, B. B. King, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty year. It was the most horrific war in the history of this magnificent land and many proud and noble mass had lost their liveliness due to the fighting. This was no ordinary bicycle war, centered over a contravention, or Au, or even hump. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so dreaded. A morose wickedness swept over the largest continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into death. There seemed to be no end to the difference of opinion in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the nominal head lines of this war and had been doing as such for their entire grownup lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a small nation at the substance of the continent and heir to the throne, had only been xix. This chemical group of heroes did n't fight for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to compensate the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one misunderstanding only. And the system of weights of that mistake hung backbreaking on their shoulders as they fought desperately to agitate this dark back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the mode of trick, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever walk the soil as their master. He was an eccentric and odd old man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his dusk years though he held more magic in his nervure than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the deity sage. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his full cousin, and their in effect 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, time would examine that was just the case. For one day the lord challenged his student to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in ordering to take the statute title of being his students and crown a new lord. It was this challenge that would reposition the destiny of the world forever. Their labor : to break the bond paper of mortal men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experimentation before in the story of the world, and for soundly reason. thaumaturgy was powerful, but not that mighty. When someone tried to use more than he should the slope consequence could be catastrophic. However, these scholarly person were not mere tike. Their bloodline traced back to the first gear mages to ever walk the land and that vast big businessman ran through their blood. Even at such a Brigham Young age, the three paladin were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their master of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in privy away from one another. Only one of them could calibrate as a new master and all of them wanted that esteemed title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of bread and butter forever and gaining that claim that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to suppose that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still youthful and naive. Their best friend however, well he saw the peril lurking behind this exam 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 Quaker ; their lord was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, force, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of conjuration known to man gave him a strong boundary and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his pupil would fine-tune with the title of the new passkey. 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 vernal pupils fears, the magic and spells his master used to tincture himself with never ending life back fired. So much wizardly energy was released in the resulting explosion that most of the capital urban center, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an blink of an eye. The Immortal salvia had survived however. To be more precise, his body had survived but his mind was farsighted gone ; corrupted by the dark magic trick he had unwittingly used to grant his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of conjuring trick and the need to feed. The only thing that could quicken it 's hunger was the magic of every livelihood being on the planet.

thus started this vicious war. One mistake, one piddling case up had plunged the world into the pitfall of hell and only three masses knew the truth of it. Only three people could support up against their old master and block him once and for all. Thirty plus days had passed though and the combined USA of man and the dark elves could do nothing to turn back the facing pages of darkness.

Over the old age of eating and growing stronger, the entity had gained tidings as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its Host torso. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the brute of vestal magic began to use others to prevail its finish of devouring all illusion in world. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the powerful magic emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could mould their minds so that they would become its hard worker. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome power and created an USA to push off its enemies. In twenty five twelvemonth more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the fauna and the conflate United States Army of man and the dark elves had little promise of continuing to oppose. They were now on the brink of disintegration.

Only the three brave and troubled sub stood marvelous and struggle on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening flap of his small tent and gazed out on the snowfall covered land. winter had come early this twelvemonth and a chilling malarkey tore through the low military camp, tossing coal from the fire pits into the air and chilling every soul to the bone. It was going to be a intemperate winter as virtually of the food had been depleted and his United States 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 hold back fighting. They stood on the edge of rich demesne filled with cities, towns, Village, and preciously plowland. If they took another whole tone back matter would only get risky than they already were. They were in desperate need of a staggering victory now and one of the go remaining baron, his well friend 's father, had tasked Roku and his two booster with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their enemy and it 's many slaves were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his Energy Department, blood, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, cognise what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to make unnecessary the humanity though. No, that was too much to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to rectify a mistake he had made as a child and fix the problem it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a angelical yet annoyed distaff articulation sighed from further back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the blanket, full general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the wind would n't blow it heart-to-heart once more. He turned back to the source of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulders and a concern feel in her indulgent embrown eye. She was a moving-picture show of mantrap and made Roku 's mettle skip a beat every fourth dimension he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grin and took a few stone's throw closer to the adult female. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger sis to his best supporter, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were sib without a country, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought asylum in the wickedness Elves land.

'What do you imagine my Brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the cap to come to this clique on the front line subscriber line ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her noncompliance, all the More trial impression for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then post you back home with three dozen guards. Wales has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her principal in agreement.

'What about my don ?'

'He would also get to sure you got back to the Das Kapital, but with double the safeguard and a full honor safeguard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the night however, well let 's just say I would n't see the light of another day .'

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

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused hands over Celia 's tranquil body, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your Church Father has the guards arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal stag communications protocol, even if I am about to recrudesce about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to take a leak up for the 100 times we have laid together, General Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his farsighted night robe opening in the movement slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heating plant of their combined bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own blazonry around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the same moment she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple nipple pressed into Roku 's dresser and he relished the notion as he felt a waving of both pleasure and king boot through his body. This truly was the upright way to recharge his body and mind for struggle. He would never evidence Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body tremor under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensible spots Celia had on her body, but it made it all the better to touch and play with.

His fan script snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a cargo area of his already shake hard penis, her fingers gripping it around the alkali stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite belief but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet opening, the estrus of her womanhood enveloping him. The last time they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was apparent they both needed a speedy exit. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the side by side morning. Neither of them wanted to liquidate their time on the more mundane side of meat of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply force per unit area, his knockout cock pressing deep and deeper into Celia 's plication as she let out a soft moan and had to break their candy kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as More and more of him slipped into her consistence and the mitt that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The tiny amount of money of pain only added to the feeling of closeness and Roku began to fully engulf himself in this gorgeous royal stag.

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

'Your Brother 's collapsible shelter is right next to us, are you sure you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of concern about being caught crept into his weary creative thinker. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her grip on his vertebral column, pressing her rather large breasts into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't need any more goading than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her stringent yap, the feeling of her muscles gripping his member causing a shake of utter joy to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small miss in height, and besides her breasts, the balance of her body was fairly pack together. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all side of meat more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of world power his deception washed over him in combat could equate. It was a pretty close second though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her vocalization down lest she wake her over protective brother in the following collapsible shelter over. Roku grabbed the untested woman by the pelvic girdle and began to act his own at a dissipated pace, keeping it brace as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel small trickles of profligate dribbling down his frame, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the Brobdingnagian pleasance Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right before an blast was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his ball had tightened in prediction as he continued to drive his hard peter in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each meter. It had been too farsighted since his last loss 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 score this utmost a lot long than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her kitty-cat began to pulsate around his tool, each knife thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her fount in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his skin in an attempt to turn back the strong sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few layers of pelt with her tart teeth, threatening to get him to run 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 prick pounded in and out of her overflowing dear pot, the wet slapping randomness ringing through the cold air. He was really close 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 often force he found his apparent motion impeded. It was decent input though and as Celia continued to groan and wriggle 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 climax subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their join, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her eubstance. He let the heating plant of their love qualification wash over his sore and tired body and tried to con every picayune corner and cranny of her. In the back of his mind he knew this was one of the best metre of his life and he always wanted to recollect it. No subject what.

After they lay there in each former 's weapons system for a few minutes, Celia moved her forefront away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smiling on her lip and a blurry tone in her oculus a small amount of money of his blood dripped from her succulent lips and down her chin. She did n't seem to notice or handle though.

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

'What do you have in mind ?'Roku asked in proceeds, not quite sure what Celia meant by that question.

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

Roku could take heed the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his eyes as he tried to pick out the right words. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too painful to deal with that night. But he could n't exit her with no solvent, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't will 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 give a need for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will come on your father and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him tighter, wrapping every column 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 legal injury. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stand to pretend her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was enough to make anyone sad and he did n't want his words to become one More reason for this woman not to smile. He would protect that grinning 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 min when the flap on his tent was opened and diffuse hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no store of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the sleek form of one of his best protagonist, peeress Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and strake and a extremity of the Royal Family. Her mild and farsighted straw colored hair hung over her aspect like a drapery and she wore a unforgiving smile.

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

In a fit of sheer scare, Roku jumped out of bed totally nude and turned around, certain he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no suggestion the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her first cousin the night before she would surely scold him. That was the kind of soul she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to welt as well which would only form matter a hundred time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder joint ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his oculus until he could construct out the form of his shoulder joint. sure as shooting 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 good .'

'Always have to show off your superior sword 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 need for martial weapons when we have so much top executive at our finger's breadth hint .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his military uniform in strawman of his friend while he answered. 'If individual 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your conjuration, you 're as soundly as dead .'

'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 grinning and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiles. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental conjuring trick like you and the respite of the mages does n't mean I am a nut of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, ally .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore berm. 'You are the only if person in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental conjuration 's but still has more power than everyone else. To prove 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 here and now while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy plate armor, the exercising weight of the brand cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the break of day crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his alone brand, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty days ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the planning have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to rouse early, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a little longer. mustiness be skillful to be best friends 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 static domain and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mounts had been endowment to the Royal Family from the Dark gremlin power and the three friends were probably the solitary world who could ever twit them. They were orotund common dragons, the pride of the Dark Elf nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

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

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the Dragon made a oceanic abyss strait in its throat as it gently tossed its headway back and Forth River in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the boastfully leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right hand, preferring to hold his dominant handwriting barren jus incase he needed it. With a mollify kick of his bounder Zygo flapped it 's gravid annexe, creating a swirl of arrant ashen Snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their Draco steeds, they flew head on into the bitingly nothingness and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

LE than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large vale that would make for host to bloody combat. A lone Draco with a regal rider sat at the heading of the army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tautness filled air made it nervous.

'And the great bomber full general finally arrives ,'an authoritative voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the handsome face of his tightlipped friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the bully dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early on in the shit morning for that crap, Roku ! We are on the scepter of engagement and official greetings and titles should be the final stage affair on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to keep his vocalism sounding as baronial as potential. They both sat there for a moment before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is good 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 sincerity from his voice, 'but I think I 'll manage, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's keep the trick to a lower limit. The troop can take heed you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the other side of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a lilliputian levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into scrap without laughing one shoemaker's last clock time .'

Monica simply shook her school principal at her cousin '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-cut valley that would be polar in their campaign. They needed to push the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an gentle task, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this accurate occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the first preindication of their enemy to get in appear. Thick black-market swarm gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderbolt shaking the background they stood on. A few bit later the front line of merchandise of the knuckle down Army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his finale reconnoiter missionary work. This would not be an easy conflict by any means.

'It 's sentence ,'Wales spoke and his vocalism was suddenly sober. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's maneuver that we decided on last nighttime, with one alteration. Monica, I want you to lead 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 question my orderliness. You are a strong mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and make trusted they are ready .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the ordination she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her mouthpiece assailable slightly as she tried to formulate scathing Christian Bible to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on gentle wind 's broad back, proud and tall with an air of authority hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more dangerous before and it was a little surprising.

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

'You can assure him what 's on your mind after the fight, lady Monica ,'Cymru cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a indorsement and then nudged her dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a here and now later as she went to pinch up with the darkness Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in silence for a few consequence and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the pressure of the second and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to open up his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into battle, but his friend turned to him with the still grave look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face of the pot to the east of here ,'he said and Roku could n't strangle the pant 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 out it from me any longer .'

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his friends 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 place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right hand so his dragon turned to face Roku head on. 'This fault belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to charge for what happened, but you are the only one who can redeem us. With your unusual magic 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 have followed you into engagement and gotten in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive nut of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his friends quarrel struck him hard. To be good 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 dependable booster knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. Someone would know what he had or had not accomplished.

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

'No, thank you, schoolmaster Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of master onto his name. 'When the conflict begins it should ply 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 correct hired man over his core in an excited final salute to his superior and outflank friend. The enticement to ask Wales to distinguish 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 wing now, he had to detain center. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the reality around him erupted in chaos as the final conflict finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elemental magic and Dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating video display of superpower. Their job was to cater cover for the mass of the Army behind them and take as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their herculean attacks, many of the Draco and their passenger fell from the skies as powerful spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the merge nations slammed foreland long into the striver United States Army 's ranks, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the plan of attack, his powerful lead and lightning magic tearing huge break in his foeman as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would dwell in the annals of chronicle for one thousand of years to come.

The real struggle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal sea captain fought his way through his fallen passkey guards that had hidden in a cave in the center of a expectant flock not far from the engagement that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the biggest bit in history. schoolchild against Master. Good against iniquity. It would all be decided in those non-white caves hidden away from view.

The key engagement raged for six 60 minutes, neither mage able to get the upper paw. Roku had become exhausted, all his cause now just trying to stave in off the killing blow as the powerful legerdemain entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final relocation ; the one that would end it all in good order then and there. If there was ever a instant to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it deep in his soul. All his hanker hours studying, breeding, and privateness 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 monumental battle in the vale was raging hard, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful conjuring trick that emanated from the goliath body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked primer dead. It was as simple-minded and puzzling as that. After thirty long years of near apocalyptic and catastrophic destruction, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later speculation to the cave where the really battle had taken place, hoping to recover his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the survive bedchamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monumental and almost mirror like surface sat on the other side of meat, one with the cave wall and a powerful and evil trick radiating from it. Besides this strange lot there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and caught passel of something written on the bulwark near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

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