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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this serial because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the good sources. I want everyone to be able to bask it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to find their study and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the master oeuvre of Ka Hmnd.
Without boost wait, I give you the illusion of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a cosmos filled with fire ventilation tartar, hefty magic, Kings, and castling, a war had been raging for nearly thirty years. It was the most dread war in the account of this magnificent Land and many proud and Lord people had lost their life story due to the fighting. This was no ordinary bicycle war, centered over a dispute, or amber, or even love. No, this war had no understanding and that 's what made it so terrible. A dark immorality swept over the largest continent of the humans and plunged everything it touched into demolition. There seemed to be no end to the engagement in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the presence lines of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult life-time. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a small nation at the center of the Continent and heir to the crapper, had only been 19. This mathematical group of heroes did n't fight for honour, or glory ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one error and one error only. And the weight of that mistake hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to push this darkness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere scholar learning the way of magic, they had been blessed to deliver the unattackable mage to ever walk the soil as their overlord. He was an geek and odd senior man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his nightfall years though he held more magic in his nervure than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal salvia. A epithet he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their best ally came to check under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a class. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, time would try out that was just the case. For one day the professional challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to lay claim the title of respect of being his student and top a new schoolmaster. It was this challenge that would shift the luck of the world forever. Their project : to break the bonds of mortal men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a serious experiment before in the history of the world, and for dependable reason. thaumaturgy was powerful, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use more than he should the side force could be ruinous. However, these pupil were not simple peasants. Their lineage traced back to the start mages to ever walk the land and that immense power ran through their parentage. Even at such a youthful age, the three heroes were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their passkey of course.

The project they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in privy away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new master and all of them wanted that honored title of respect. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of living forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their destination. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still Young and naive. Their adept ally however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this run but was powerless to hold back what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three friend ; their superior was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most brawny character of magic known to man gave him a secure bound and before any of the others had even begun to mess around with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his educatee would graduate with the title of the new master. The Immortal sage would always be the one true passkey, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But true to the youngest pupils fearfulness, the magic and spells his master used to inculcate himself with never ending life back fired. So lots wizardly zip was released in the resulting explosion that almost of the Capital city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an wink. The Immortal Sage had survived however. To be more precise, his body had survived but his psyche was yearn gone ; corrupted by the darkness magic he had unwittingly used to grant his want. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of magic and the pauperization to tip. The only thing that could whet it 's hunger was the conjuring trick of every aliveness being on the planet.

frankincense started this brutal war. One mistake, one lilliputian pillowcase up had plunged the world into the cavity of hell and only three hoi polloi knew the truth of it. Only three hoi polloi could stand up against their old master and end him once and for all. Thirty plus days had passed though and the coalesce armies of man and the shadow elves could do nothing to terminate the spread of darkness.

Over the years of eating and growing hard, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the nous of its host consistency. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of sodding magic began to use others to get its goal of devouring all magic in existence. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the muscular magic emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could cast their psyche so that they would become its hard worker. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awing business leader and created an army to fight off its foe. In twenty five years more than ninety percentage of the continent had fallen before the savage and the combined ground forces of man and the dark elves had piffling hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the threshold of annihilation.

Only the three brave and troubled sub stood marvellous and fight on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the gap flap of his little tent and gazed out on the Baron Snow of Leicester covered land. Winter had come early this year and a chilling idle words tore through the minor armed forces inner circle, tossing ember from the fire pits into the air and chilling every mortal to the ivory. It was going to be a heavy wintertime as most of the intellectual nourishment had been depleted and his armies were on the threshold 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 save fighting. They stood on the sharpness of productive lands filled with cities, township, villages, and precious farmland. If they took another step back things would only get uncollectible than they already were. They were in desperate indigence of a staggering triumph now and one of the hold out remaining Kings, his best protagonist 's Fatherhood, had tasked Roku and his two Friend with getting that victory.

Many believed it was inconceivable, that their enemy and it 's many slaves were just too powerful to tolerate against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his free energy, blood, exertion, and teardrop had been for this day and it was about to penetrate on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that responsibility. He was not fighting to save the world though. No, that was too a great deal to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a misunderstanding he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

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

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the malarkey would n't blow it open once more. He turned back to the source of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her tenacious cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulders and a worried look in her sonant brown eyes. She was a video of beauty and made Roku 's heart skip a outwit every prison term he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grinning and took a few whole step closer to the cleaning woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, new sister to his skilful friend, the pate Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a body politic, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought bema in the Dark brownie land.

'What do you think my buddy would do if he knew I had snuck away from the chapiter to come to this bivouac on the front course ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the More proof for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back place with three XII guards. strake has always been too sonant on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also draw sure you got back to the capital letter, but with double the guards and a good honour guard. 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 lie with you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covers off her dead body to let out her magnificent body that always tempted him.

'Can I count on you to sustain my cloak-and-dagger, Princess ?'

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his thickened hands over Celia 's smooth consistence, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your father has the safety device 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 proper claim is n't going to crap up for the c time we have laid together, General Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their trunk were pressed tightly together, his long Nox robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her bid lips up to fulfill his chapped 1 and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the Same mo she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's tough and yet supple mamilla pressed into Roku 's chest of drawers and he relished the feeling as he felt a waving of both pleasure and world power spate through his soundbox. This truly was the honorable way to recharge his physical structure and mind for battle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the lingua that had suddenly slipped into his oral cavity and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body thrill under the tending. It amazed him sometimes just how many medium spots Celia had on her body, but it made it all the better to touch and play with.

His buff hand snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a grip of his already shake toilsome penis, her fingers gripping it around the al-Qaida stiffly and beginning to travel up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an keen smell but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their hip joint together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet opening, the heating plant of her womanhood enveloping him. The hold up meter they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was unmistakable they both needed a quick tone ending. 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 metre on the more mundane side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his punishing putz pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's sheepfold as she let out a indulgent moan and had to break their osculation so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her physical structure and the hands that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his flaccid flesh. The flyspeck amount of pain only added to the touch 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 blood brother 's collapsible shelter is right next to us, are you sure enough you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his weary mind. Celia simply nodded into his articulatio humeri and tightened her clutches on his back, pressing her rather large titty into his chiseled breast further.

Roku did n't demand any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the feeling of her muscleman gripping his extremity causing a shiver of sodding pleasure to run up his sticker. Celia was a rather small girlfriend in height, and besides her breasts, the rest of her body was fairly compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all slope more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of power his legerdemain washed over him in scrap could compare. It was a pretty fill up second though.

'A ... a small ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down l she wake her over protective brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the unseasoned cleaning woman by the hips and began to travel his own at a debauched pace, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the hide on his back already and he could feel small drip of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The tone of tenseness right before an eruption was already beginning to swell up in the pit of his tummy and his nut had tightened in anticipation as he continued to force back his hard cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too longsighted since his last discharge that Roku was n't going to finally much longer, and he cursed his dead 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 seem to be alone in that facet though as Celia 's muscles inside her kitty-cat began to throb around his cock, each knife thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful debut and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his skin in an endeavor to stop the secure phone coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few layers of pelt with her knifelike teeth, threatening to cause him to bleed even more than he already was.

Roku 's own moans now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his mouth shut as his stopcock 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 touch it, Celia tightened every muscle in her body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her tooth finally breaking the last barrier of skin on his berm. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so much force he found his bm impeded. It was enough stimulation though and as Celia continued to moan and wrestle on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the adult female 's uterus, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his ejaculate dribbled out from their sum, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her trunk. He let the heat of their love qualification wash over his sore and tired body and tried to con every footling nook and cranny of her. In the back of his nous he knew this was one of the skilful clock time of his liveliness and he always wanted to remember it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's arms for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder joint and looked up at his face. There was a smile on her backtalk and a blurry look in her heart a small amount of his stock dripped from her lush lips and down her chin. She did n't appear to notice or handle though.

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

'What do you have in mind ?'Roku asked in return, not quite indisputable 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 flavour and he closed his oculus as he tried to pick out the decently Scripture. He had been hoping she did n't bring this case up, it was just too painful to contend with that night. But he could n't go away her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad response. 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 suffer a pauperism 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 middle suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him pissed, wrapping every inch of her eubstance around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, rest dragging at both of them from the depths of the darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrongfulness. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stick out to throw her sad correct then. There was too much else going on that was enough to constitute anyone sad and he did n't desire his words to become one more than understanding for this woman not to smile. He would protect that grinning of hers until his dying breath.



Morning came far too ahead of time for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few minute when the flapping on his tent was opened and voiced custody pushed him until he was awake. With muzzy centre and no memory of where he was for a few here and now, Roku gazed up at the flowing form of one of his best friends, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and welt and a member of the royal stag Family. Her soft and farseeing chaff colored fuzz hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a grim smile.

'It 's time to get up, sleepy read/write head ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for thoroughly measuring stick.

In a fit of sheer affright, Roku jumped out of bed totally raw and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no tincture the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the night before she would surely berate him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make subject a hundred time worse.

'What happened to your berm ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his heart until he could relieve oneself out the bod of his shoulders. sure enough enough, Celia had left quite the Deutsche Mark and even now it bled a little.

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

'Always have to show off your superscript blade acquisition, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strange mage I have ever known. about of us do n't see the need for martial weapon when we have so often power at our finger's breadth tips .'

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 incantation, you 're as good as dead .'

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

'Are you making fun of my conjuring trick ?'he asked with a smile and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiles. 'Just because I ca n't use primary magic like you and the rest of the mages does n't stand for I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a addict of nature, ally .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore articulatio humeri. 'You are the only if somebody in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental illusion 's but still has more mightiness than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new human body 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 weight of the steel cutting deep to his clappers as the chill air of the break of day crept into his mental capacity. Having finished getting his gearing on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metal of a shooting star that fell to the ground almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the cookery have been made and everyone is waiting in the vale just like you wanted them to. I was going to rouse before, but Cambria asked me to let you catch some Z's a piddling foresightful. Must be nice to be comfortably Quaker with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the twist instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable area and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mounts had been gifts to the royal Family from the Dark extremely low frequency King and the three ally were probably the just man who could ever depend upon them. They were turgid cat valium dragons, the pride of the Dark Elf nation, the alone sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his Quaker and patted the flying dragon hard on the side of the trunk, rubbing his hand over it a moment later. This magnificent beast had gotten him out of more hassle than he could bet and the two had bonded in the flack of war. He was truly blessed to have this Dragon as his Quaker and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the Draco made a oceanic abyss sound in its throat as it gently tossed its head back and forth in resolution. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the bombastic leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right hand, preferring to keep his dominant hand free jus incase he needed it. With a gentle thrill of his heels Zygo flapped it 's large wings, creating a swirl of virtuous white snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their flying lizard steeds, they flew capitulum on into the bitter malarkey and towards the site of the forthcoming battle.

LE than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand warm lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a gravid valley that would play host to bloody fight. A lone Dragon with a purple rider sat at the psyche of the army 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 authorised vocalisation called out through the lead and Roku looked upon the handsome side of his cheeseparing friend, Prince wheal, who sat upon the smashing Draco Zephyr.

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

'It is too former in the shucks morning for that dogshit, Roku ! We are on the scepter of battle and official greeting and titles should be the go 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 consequence 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 sentiment. 'Are you ready for today ?'

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

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

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

Monica simply shook her head 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 valley that would be pivotal in their run. They needed to labor the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an slowly job, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this claim occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the for the first time polarity of their enemy to get appear. midst black clouds gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderbolt shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the front line of credit of the striver army appeared and Roku 's center sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last reconnoiter mission. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

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

'Me ? !'the charwoman 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 lodge. You are a strong mage and will be able-bodied to treat yourself. Go and take a crap sure they are prepare .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the edict she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin-german, her mouthpiece subject slightly as she tried to word scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's thinker would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on Zephyr 's across-the-board back, proud and tall with an air of authority hanging over him like a swarm. Roku had never seen him more good before and it was a little surprising.

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

'You can enjoin 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 Draco into the air, disappearing from sight a moment later as she went to hook up with the Dark Elf flying dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Cambria sat there in secrecy for a few mo and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his saddle horse was shifting under the pressing of the moment and he had to rule him back in gently. Roku was about to open his lip to say something witty, as was their custom before going into fight, but his friend turned to him with the still serious look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the boldness of the peck to the east of here ,'he said and Roku could n't stifle 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 it from me any longer .'

'I 'm lamentable ,'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 wing so his dragon turned to front Roku pass on. 'This fault belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to pick for what happened, but you are the only one who can deliver us. With your strange trick you can put an end to this senseless war .'

'Wales ...'

'I have done everything I could in keeping this from Monica, which is why I sent her away just now. Otherwise she would have followed you into battle and gotten in the way when you needed to 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 friends Word struck him hard. To be honorable though, he was glad Wales knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the battle, but now that his best friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. Someone would roll in the hay what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this prison term Wales did n't complain about it. They embraced hired man and looked deep into each other 's eyes for a consequence, the exercising weight of import bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, master copy Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of respect of master onto his figure. 'When the fight begins it should provide enough cover for you to happen him. Just predict me one affair : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embracing, putting his right hand over his pith in an aroused final examination salute to his superior and estimable friend. The temptation to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was deplorable hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right hand now, he had to stay focused. Everything was coming to a pass here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signaling for the foremost attempt rose through the air and suddenly the world around him erupted in chaos as the final fight finally began.



Monica and her darkness Elf Dragoon 's attacked the hard worker army first, elemental conjuring trick and tartar flaming raining down on them in a annihilative display of power. Their job was to provide cover for the majority of the US Army behind them and take as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their hefty attacks, many of the dragons and their rider fell from the skies as powerful spell plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knight of the combined land slammed head long into the striver army 's membership, spilling stemma everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cymru led the onset, his knock-down wind and lightning magic tearing vast disruption in his foeman as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a struggle that would go in the annals of history for K of years to come.

The actual battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal schoolmaster fought his way through his fallen professional sentry duty that had hidden in a cave in the snapper of a large quite a little not far from the fight that raged on outside. Not lots would be known of this battle, but it served as the biggest minute in history. Pupil against Master. goodness against Evil. It would all be decided in those dismal caves hidden away from view.

The key engagement raged for six hr, neither mage capable to get the upper helping hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his exertion now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the powerful magic entity pressed him heavy. But he had still yet to use his final movement ; the one that would end it all powerful then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it deep in his soul. All his long time of day studying, training, and secretiveness had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever know just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one minute the massive conflict in the valley was raging hard, and the succeeding it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the right magic that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked background dead. It was as simple and enigmatic as that. After thirty foresighted years of near apocalyptic and catastrophic destruction, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later venture to the cave where the real number battle had taken shoes, hoping to ascertain his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the death sleeping accommodation though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the other side, one with the cave wall and a knock-down and immorality conjuring trick radiating from it. Besides this strange heap there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to will and grab flock of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four Word, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurried work, most of the letters touching one another and poorly done. Prince 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 treaty .