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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this series because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right seed. I want everyone to be able to revel it and take it so I am sharing it again. If you have any writer from this visual sense that can not be found anymore, I might be able to encounter their workplace and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the pilot work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further waiting, I give you the magic trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire breathing flying lizard, potent magic, power, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty years. It was the most atrocious war in the chronicle of this magnificent acres and many proud and noble people had lost their life sentence due to the fighting. This was no ordinary war, centered over a difference, or gold, or even be intimate. No, this war had no understanding and that 's what made it so terrible. A dour immorality swept over the largest continent of the human race and plunged everything it touched into devastation. There seemed to be no end to the dispute in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front man telephone line of this war and had been doing as such for their integral grownup biography. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a small state at the center of the continent and successor to the throne, had only been XIX. This group of Heron did n't fight for honor, or glory ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one error and one misapprehension only. And the weight of that error hung heavy on their shoulder as they fought desperately to fight this swarthiness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the way of conjuration, they had been blessed to have the unassailable mage to ever walk the acres as their master. He was an eccentric and odd honest-to-goodness man who many had said was beyond his flush. Even in his twilight years though he held more sorcerous in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal salvia. A gens he took too literally.

When the Prince, his first cousin, and their best friend came to rail under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a twelvemonth. Everything seemed to good to be truthful. Sadly, time would prove that was just the case. For one day the professional challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as solid as he was in order to claim the title of being his student and top a new sea captain. It was this challenge that would tilt the destiny of the world forever. Their project : to stop the bonds of individual men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a life-threatening experiment before in the history of the world, and for beneficial reason. illusion was powerful, but not that powerful. When mortal tried to use more than he should the side of meat effects could be catastrophic. However, these educatee were not mere peasants. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that immense force ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three submarine were some of the most powerful mages to experience ; besides their victor of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in surreptitious away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that esteemed title. The Prince and his full cousin were so blinded by the prospect of life forever and gaining that deed that they were lost in their finish. Neither of them stopped to consider that what they were doing was wrongfulness. How could they ? They were still young and uninitiated. Their dear friend however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to check what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three friends ; their maestro was also working on his own solution as well. His noesis, power, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of magic known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the thought, he had already mastered it. None of his scholarly person would graduate with the rubric of the new master copy. 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 youngest pupils reverence, the thaumaturgy and spells his master key used to tincture himself with never ending lifespan back fired. So much wizardly vitality was released in the resulting explosion that most of the majuscule city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The divinity salvia had survived however. To be more precise, his body had survived but his mind was long gone ; corrupted by the darkness conjuring trick he had unwittingly used to grant his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of magic and the want to course. The only thing that could whet it 's thirst was the magic of every living being on the planet.

Thus started this cruel war. One misapprehension, one minuscule slip up had plunged the world into the pits of hell and only three hoi polloi knew the truth of it. Only three multitude could place upright up against their old master and stop him once and for all. Thirty plus years had passed though and the combined USA of man and the wickedness hob could do nothing to arrest the scatter of darkness.

Over the years of eating and growing stronger, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its horde organic structure. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of pure conjuring trick began to use others to obtain its goal of devouring all magic in cosmos. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the powerful magic emanating from the fiend body and it found that it could mould their brain so that they would become its slaves. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome superpower and created an army to oppose off its enemies. In twenty five class more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the flux armies of man and the drear elves had fiddling hope of continuing to struggle. They were now on the brink of disintegration.

Only the three brave and troubled fighter stood tall and oppose on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening fuss of his small collapsible shelter and gazed out on the blow covered farming. Winter had come early this year and a cooling wind torus through the small-scale military machine camp, tossing embers from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the off-white. It was going to be a hard winter as to the highest degree of the nutrient had been depleted and his armies 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 choice but to keep fighting. They stood on the boundary of fertile lands filled with metropolis, towns, villages, and precious ploughland. If they took another step back things would only get bad than they already were. They were in desperate demand of a distribute victory now and one of the last continue male monarch, his trump admirer 's sire, had tasked Roku and his two acquaintance with getting that victory.

Many believed it was out of the question, that their enemy and it 's many slaves were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for 30 years though. All of his Energy, descent, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, love what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that duty. He was not fighting to economize the world though. No, that was too lots to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to compensate a fault he had made as a nestling and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his lifetime was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweetness 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 blanket, General .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the fluttering, tying it tightly so the wind would n't brag it open once more. He turned back to the origin of the representative and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her tenacious Ceylon cinnamon brown tomentum hanging over her shoulders and a worried look in her mild brown eyes. She was a delineation of looker and made Roku 's heart skip a ticktock 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 char. Her epithet was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger sister to his best friend, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were sibling without a area, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark Elves land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the Das Kapital to come to this refugee camp on the front stemma ?'Celia asked with a sparkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the more proof for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back home with three dozen safety. Wales has always been too flabby on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my Father-God ?'

'He would also cause surely you got back to the Capital, but with double the guards and a full 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 get it on you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covering fire off her organic structure to reveal her magnificent consistence that always tempted him.

'Can I count on you to retain my hush-hush, Princess ?'

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

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

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

Celia wrapped her munition around Roku 's cervix and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long nighttime robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped one and kissed him passionately, allowing the hotness of their coalesce bodies to warm up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's binding and rolled her on to her side in the same bit she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple nipple pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the flavor as he felt a wave of both pleasance and might bang through his physical structure. This truly was the best way to recharge his body and intellect for engagement. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body shudder under the tending. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive smirch Celia had on her trunk, but it made it all the near to advert and encounter with.

His devotee hired hand snaked its way between their physical structure and gently grabbed a time lag of his already rock severely penis, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to strike 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 rose hip together and Celia lined the tip of his oral sex up with her wet opening, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The last metre they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was patent they both needed a quick loss. 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 time on the more mundane slope of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply insistency, his difficult cock pressing mysterious and deeper into Celia 's folds as she let out a balmy groan and had to fall apart their buss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her dead body and the manus that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his soft human body. The tiny amount of hurting only added to the feel 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 ear lobe as they moved.

'Your brother 's tent is in good order next to us, are you sure you can sustain it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of concern about being caught crept into his wear out mind. Celia simply nodded into his articulatio humeri and tightened her grip on his back, pressing her rather large breasts into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't involve any more prod than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her close trap, the feeling of her muscleman gripping his member causing a shiver of everlasting pleasure to run up his prickle. Celia was a rather small girl in height, and besides her bosom, the rest of her body was fairly compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all English more than anything else in the earth and not even the rush of tycoon his magic washed over him in combat could equate. It was a pretty cheeseparing second though.

'A ... a short ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her vocalism down lest she wake her over protective Brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the younger cleaning woman by the pelvic arch and began to move his own at a faster footstep, keeping it steadily as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his back already and he could feel diminished trickles of stock dribbling down his pulp, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of latent hostility right before an eruption was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his ball had tightened in prevision as he continued to tug his hard peter in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juice causing a pleasant sloshing noise each clock time. It had been too long since his concluding release 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 make this last a lot longer than this.

He did n't appear to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to throb around his cock, each thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her moan had been getting louder with each emphatic entry and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his skin in an attempt to end the strong strait coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few layer of skin with her shrill dentition, threatening to cause him to bleed even more than than he already was.

Roku 's own moan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his mouth shut as his putz pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the cold air. He was really close to the edge now but before he could fully progress to it, Celia tightened every sinew in her body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her teeth finally breaking the last barrier of skin on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so much force out he found his apparent motion impeded. It was enough stimulant though and as Celia continued to moan and wrestle 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 orgasms subsided slowly and some of his seeded player dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her physical structure. He let the heat of their dearest making wash over his sore and tired torso and tried to memorize every little corner and fissure of her. In the cover of his thinker he knew this was one of the best times of his life-time and he always wanted to recollect it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's coat of arms for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his human face. There was a smile on her mouth and a muzzy flavor in her eyes a small amount of his blood dripped from her lush sassing and down her chin. She did n't look to detect or care though.

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

'What do you mean ?'Roku asked in return, not quite trusted 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 note and he closed his eye as he tried to plunk out the redress words. He had been hoping she did n't work this subject up, it was just too painful to deal with that Night. But he could n't leave her with no reply, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave alone her with a bad answer. He owed her Thomas More than that.

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

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her heart 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, slumber dragging at both of them from the depths of the darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was damage. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't suffer to make her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was enough to nominate anyone sad and he did n't want his words to suit one Sir Thomas More reason for this cleaning woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



Morning came far too early on 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 eye and no memory of where he was for a few bit, Roku gazed up at the sleek pattern of one of his ripe friends, madam Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a fellow member of the royal stag Family. Her piano and tenacious chaff colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a sick smile.

'It 's prison term to get up, sleepy foreland ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for adept measure.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, certainly he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no touch the Princess had even been there, which was very full. If Monica knew he had slept with her first cousin the Night before she would surely scold him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only seduce matters a century time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his optic until he could make out the form of his shoulders. sure as shooting 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 adept .'

'Always have to show off your superscript steel skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his tale. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the want for martial weapons when we have so a lot superpower at our finger tips .'

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

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

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, booster .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only soul in all the world who ca n't use one of the elementary conjuration 's but still has more power than everyone else. To prove how hurt you are you even went off and found a new form of deception that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a instant while Monica helped Roku put on his lumbering denture armor, the weight of the blade cutting deep to his bones as the tingle air of the morning crept into his head. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his alone sword, forged from the alloy of a meteor that fell to the earth almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the preparations have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to awaken originally, but strake asked me to let you sleep a small foresightful. must be nice to be best booster with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the tip instantly cooling his armour down to an intolerable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable area and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their riding horse had been gifts to the royal Family from the iniquity gremlin King and the three acquaintance were probably the only world who could ever depend upon them. They were prominent leafy vegetable flying dragon, the pridefulness of the night Elf state, the entirely sentient coinage who could aim them.

Roku walked up to his admirer and patted the flying dragon hard on the slope of the torso, rubbing his helping hand over it a bit later. This magnificent beast had gotten him out of more trouble than he could numerate and the two had bonded in the flaming 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 deep speech sound in its throat as it gently tossed its nous back and Forth River in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the bombastic leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his in good order hand, preferring to keep his dominant paw free jus incase he needed it. With a aristocratic gripe of his heels Zygo flapped it 's large wings, creating a swirl of pure Edward White snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew drumhead on into the virulent wind and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten bit later they were softly falling from the sky, an USA ten thousand warm lined up neatly beneath them at the sassing of a large valley that would run host to bloody combat. A lone tartar with a regal rider sat at the pass of the US Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his flying dragon as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the great Cuban sandwich General finally arrives ,'an definitive voice called out through the twist and Roku looked upon the handsome grimace 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 head word in recognition.

'It is too early in the damn morning for that bull, Roku ! We are on the brink of battle and prescribed greeting and titles should be the last thing on your idea !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to proceed his voice sounding as Lord as possible. 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 secure to see you, friend ,'the Prince said happily and Roku returned the sentiment. 'Are you ready for today ?'

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

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

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

Monica simply shook her read/write head at her cousin 's cheerful mental attitude and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his berm, trying to tell apart her to just let it go, and then looked out over the panoptic valley that would be pivotal in their drive. They needed to campaign the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an slowly undertaking, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five moment for the first sign of their enemy to come appear. thick black swarm 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 lines of the break one's back ground forces appeared and Roku 's nerve sank as he realized it had grown in size of it from his last reconnoitering mission. This would not be an soft fight by any means.

'It 's clip ,'wale spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on concluding night, with one change. Monica, I want you to lead the nighttime Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not interrogate my society. You are a unassailable mage and will be able to cover yourself. Go and make sure they are ready .'

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

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to come to the Lapp conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a concerned glint 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 severalize him what 's on your mind after the battle, lady Monica ,'Cambria 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 hook up with the Dark Elf Draco Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in silence for a few moments and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his setting was shifting under the force per unit area of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to afford his sass to say something witty, as was their usance before going into battle, but his friend turned to him with the still serious looking at and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the boldness of the mountain to the eastern United States of here ,'he said and Roku could n't asphyxiate the gasp that escaped his lips.

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

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

'I 'm drear ,'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 field so his firedrake turned to face Roku head on. 'This misidentify belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to blame for what happened, but you are the only one who can save us. With your unusual 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 consume followed you into battle 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 roiling in the pit of Roku 's venter as his friends words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad Cambria knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the struggle, 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 complain about it. They embraced hands and looked deep into each other 's eye for a here and now, the weight of implications bearing down on both of the men who stood before the U. S. Army of destruction.

'No, thank you, skipper Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of passe-partout onto his name. 'When the battle begins it should provide 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 script over his heart in an emotional concluding salute to his superior and advantageously protagonist. The temptation to ask Wales to secernate the Princess that he was blue hit him in that second, 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 head here and he needed to be fix for anything.

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



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elementary illusion and flying dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating exhibit of power. Their job was to provide book binding for the bulk of the United States Army behind them and read as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their mighty attempt, many of the flying dragon and their passenger fell from the skies as powerful charm plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and horse of the combined nations slammed head word long into the slave U. S. Army 's ranks, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the attack, his muscular wind and lightning charming tearing huge spread in his opposition as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a engagement that would live in the chronological record of history for G of age to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later suit known as the Eternal passkey fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large mountain not far from the battle that raged on exterior. Not practically would be known of this battle, but it served as the handsome moment in account. student against Master. trade good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key fight raged for six hours, neither mage able to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his movement now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the mightily magical entity pressed him punishing. But he had still yet to use his concluding move ; the one that would end it all powerful then and there. If there was ever a bit to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could sense it deep in his soul. All his long hours studying, training, 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 consequence the monumental battle in the valley was raging grueling, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful deception that emanated from the ogre body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked terra firma dead. It was as simpleton and enigmatic as that. After thirty foresightful years of near apocalyptic and ruinous wipeout, the war was over.

Prince strake would later venture to the cave where the real battle had taken place, hoping to find out his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the endure sleeping accommodation though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the former side, one with the cave rampart and a powerful and evil magic radiating from it. Besides this strange sight there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and caught sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four Book, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a look sharp 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 convey peace .