***Disclaimer**** This is not my work, This is the work of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this series from wampum 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 sources. I want everyone to be able to enjoy it and scan it so I am sharing it again. If you have any source from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to retrieve their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal serial, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost to the highest degree of the master workplace of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the conjuration of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire ventilation dragons, muscular deception, Martin Luther King Jr., and castling, a war had been raging for nearly thirty years. It was the most terrible war in the account of this magnificent dry land and many proud and noble people had lost their life-time due to the fight. This was no ordinary war, centered over a conflict, or gold, or even love. No, this war had no grounds and that 's what made it so frightening. A dark evil swept over the enceinte Continent of the public and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the dispute in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front lines of this war and had been doing as such for their full adult aliveness. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a pocket-sized nation at the marrow of the continent and heir to the throne, had only been nineteen. This group of fighter did n't fight for accolade, or resplendency ; no, they fought to rectify the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one mistake only. And the weightiness 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 scholarly person learning the ways of magic trick, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever walk the land as their victor. He was an eccentric and odd former man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his twilight class though he held more magic in his vena than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the immortal sage. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his first cousin, and their best 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 bear witness that was just the case. For one day the captain challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to lay claim the claim of being his pupil and crown a new maestro. It was this challenge that would shift the destiny of the world forever. Their task : to break the bonds of mortal men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a grave experiment before in the history of the humanity, and for good reason. illusion was potent, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use more than he should the side burden could be catastrophic. However, these students were not bare peasants. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that Brobdingnagian office ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most muscular mages to live ; besides their passkey of course.

The undertaking they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secluded away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new skipper and all of them wanted that prestigious title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the view of life forever and gaining that deed that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was ill-timed. How could they ? They were still young and uninstructed. Their best admirer however, well he saw the peril lurking behind this mental test but was powerless to terminate what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three friends ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, ability, and experience dealing with the most potent type of deception known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to monkey with the mind, he had already mastered it. None of his students would graduate with the title of the new master. The deity sage would always be the one dead on target master copy, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But lawful to the youngest educatee fright, the conjuring trick and spells his master used to tincture himself with never ending life story back fired. So much charming energy was released in the resulting explosion that about of the upper-case letter city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The Immortal sage had survived however. To be more precise, his organic structure had survived but his creative thinker was long gone ; corrupted by the wickedness magic 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 motive to feed. The only thing that could quicken it 's hunger was the illusion of every life being on the planet.

Thus started this brutal war. One mistake, one minuscule gaffe up had plunged the worldly concern into the pits of hell and only three citizenry knew the truth of it. Only three people could stand up up against their old master and finish him once and for all. XXX plus years had passed though and the combined armies of man and the iniquity elves could do nothing to cease the spread of darkness.

Over the years of feeding and growing solid, the entity had gained intelligence service as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its legion dead body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the tool of pure illusion began to use others to obtain its end of devouring all magic in existence. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the knock-down magic emanating from the monsters consistency and it found that it could forge their minds so that they would become its slaves. It even kept around mightily mage 's that had fallen to its awesome power and created an army to fight off its enemies. In twenty five geezerhood more than ninety percentage of the continent had fallen before the animal and the conflate armies of man and the night imp had piffling Bob Hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of obliteration.

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



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening night fluttering of his small-scale tent and gazed out on the nose candy covered land. wintertime had come early this year and a cooling wind tore through the minuscule armed services camp, tossing coal from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the bone. It was going to be a punishing wintertime as to the highest degree of the food for thought 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 selection but to keep back fighting. They stood on the edge of fertile lands filled with metropolis, townsfolk, villages, and treasured ploughland. If they took another dance step back affair would only get worse than they already were. They were in desperate pauperism of a distribute victory now and one of the last stay on Kings, his honest Friend 's Church Father, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their enemy and it 's many striver were just too powerful to stick out against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty geezerhood though. All of his energy, blood, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to get across 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 up the world though. No, that was too much to put on one mortal alone. Roku was only trying to right a fault he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his aliveness was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a confection yet annoyed distaff phonation sighed from farther back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the dither and get under the blanket, general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the nothingness would n't blow it open once more. He turned back to the source of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful fair sex who lay naked in his bed, her retentive Ceylon cinnamon tree brown tomentum hanging over her shoulders and a worried look in her soft brown eyes. She was a picture of dish and made Roku 's eye skip a beat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smile and took a few footstep closer to the woman. 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 state, as it had fallen eight days ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark extremely low frequency land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to come to this ingroup on the front note ?'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 transport you back home with three dozen guards. strake has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my founding father ?'

'He would also make certainly you got back to the chapiter, but with double the guards and a wide-cut honor 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 luminance of another day .'

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

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

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused hands over Celia 's smooth body, causing her to throb from the frigidness. 'If I get caught and your male parent 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 get out about a yard others .'

'Calling me by my proper deed of conveyance is n't going to make up for the hundred meter we have laid together, full general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their torso were pressed tightly together, his long night robe possible action in the front man slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own blazon around Celia 's spinal column and rolled her on to her side in the Sami moment she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple teat pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the feeling as he felt a moving ridge of both pleasure and power rush through his body. This truly was the in effect way to reload his consistency and idea for fight. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the lingua that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's dead body tingle under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive spots Celia had on her body, but it made it all the honest to impact and play with.

His lovers hand snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a hold of his already rock hard member, her finger's breadth gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to move up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite touch sensation 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 forefront up with her wet opening, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The final clock time they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was patent they both needed a warm release. 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 prison term on the more everyday side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his strong cock pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's flock as she let out a soft groan and had to break their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as More and more of him slipped into her body and the hands that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his mild flesh. The tiny sum of bother only added to the feeling of familiarity 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 right next to us, are you sure you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his pall mind. Celia simply nodded into his berm and tightened her grip on his back, pressing her rather magnanimous breasts into his chisel chest further.

Roku did n't need any Thomas More prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her plastered hole, the feeling of her muscles gripping his member causing a shudder of pure pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small girl in height, and besides her knocker, the relief of her body was fairly constrict. Roku loved the opinion of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the cosmos and not even the rush of world power his magic washed over him in combat could compare. It was a pretty tightlipped secondment though.

'A ... a lilliputian ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down lest she wake her over protective Brother in the succeeding tent over. Roku grabbed the younger woman by the hips and began to move his own at a fast pace, keeping it stabilize as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his book binding already and he could feel modest drip of rip dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasure Celia was providing him.

The belief of tenseness rightfulness before an eruption was already beginning to well up in the pit of his belly and his testicles had tightened in expectation as he continued to drive his laborious shaft in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each meter. It had been too long since his last release that Roku was n't going to finally much longer, and he cursed his body for being so rabid. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this last a lot yearner than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to throb around his rooster, each thrust he made making it more and more pronounce. 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 block off the strong sounds coming from her pharynx. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the starting time few level of skin with her sharp teeth, threatening to induce 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 oral fissure shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing dear pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the moth-eaten air. He was really come together to the boundary now but before he could fully arrive at it, Celia tightened every muscular tissue in her torso and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her teeth finally breaking the utmost roadblock of cutis on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so much effect he found his movement impeded. It was decent stimulant though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the adult female 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasm subsided slowly and some of his come dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her organic structure. He let the heating plant of their love making wash over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every little corner and cranny of her. In the vertebral column of his mind he knew this was one of the estimable times of his life history and he always wanted to commemorate it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each other 's branch for a few minutes, Celia moved her school principal away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smiling on her back talk and a hazy expression in her eyes a diminished amount of his blood dripped from her riotous lips and down her mentum. She did n't look to comment or handle though.

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

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

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

Roku could find out the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his eyes as he tried to peck out the proper run-in. He had been hoping she did n't impart this case up, it was just too painful to get by with that night. But he could n't leave her with no reply, 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 make a pauperism for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will come near 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 mean, wrapping every in of her body around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the profoundness of the iniquity. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrong. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't stand to ready her sad right on then. There was too very much else going on that was enough to throw anyone sad and he did n't want his watchword to become one more reason for this cleaning woman not to smile. He would protect that grin of hers until his dying breath.



morning time came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few min when the flap on his collapsible shelter was opened and soft hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no retentivity of where he was for a few here and now, Roku gazed up at the aerodynamic course of one of his Charles Herbert Best friends, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a appendage of the royal stag Family. Her balmy and prospicient straw colored hair hung over her case like a curtain and she wore a black smile.

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

In a fit of sheer terror, Roku jumped out of bed totally bare and turned around, surely he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very practiced. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the nighttime before she would surely scold him. That was the sort of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make matters a C time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his centre until he could make out the form of his shoulder joint. Sure 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 dear .'

'Always have to show off your higher-up sword skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the unknown mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the indigence for warriorlike artillery when we have so much power at our finger's breadth pourboire .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his armed forces uniform in presence of his friend while he answered. 'If mortal 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your incantation, you 're as effective as abruptly .'

'But you do n't use conjuration, 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 thaumaturgy like you and the rest period of the mages does n't think of I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, friend .'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 elemental conjuring trick 's but still has more than great power than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new form of conjuring trick that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his backbreaking plate armor, the weight of the blade cutting cryptical to his pearl as the chill air of the morn crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the provision have been made and everyone is waiting in the vale just like you wanted them to. I was going to arouse earlier, but Wales asked me to let you kip a little foresighted. Must be decent to be C. H. Best friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the winding instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable region and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their backing had been gifts to the Royal Family from the darkness Elves King and the three friends were probably the simply human race who could ever ride them. They were large green firedrake, the pride of the Dark Elf nation, the only when sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the flying lizard hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his hired man over it a moment later. This glorious beast had gotten him out of more hassle than he could look and the two had bonded in the flame of war. He was truly blessed to bear this flying lizard as his friend and comrade.

'Are you fix, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a bass sound in its throat as it gently tossed its nous back and forth in response. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right deal, preferring to keep his dominant allele hand innocent jus incase he needed it. With a placate thrill of his heels Zygo flapped it 's large backstage, creating a swirl of virginal blank snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the acerbic twist and towards the site of the forthcoming battle.

Less than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand potent lined up neatly beneath them at the backtalk of a prominent vale that would dally host to bloody combat. A lone flying dragon with a regal rider sat at the head 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 authoritative vox called out through the farting and Roku looked upon the handsome face of his nighest Friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the great dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the hoot morning for that crap, Roku ! We are on the wand of battle and official greetings and deed of conveyance should be the finis 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 moment before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is skilful 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 handle, as I always do .'

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

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a little levity. I would n't require the soldiers going into fight without laughing one last sentence .'

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

It only took another five minutes for the initiatory sign of their foe to arrive appear. midst pitch-black clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the footing they stood on. A few mo later the front business line of the slave army appeared and Roku 's center sank as he realized it had grown in size from his end scouting foreign mission. This would not be an easy combat by any means.

'It 's prison term ,'wheal spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's maneuver that we decided on close night, with one variety. Monica, I want you to contribute the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not wonder my orders. You are a strong mage and will be able-bodied to address yourself. Go and make trusted they are ready .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her oral fissure spread out slightly as she tried to forge scathing Son 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 broad back, proud and tall with an air of self-confidence hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a little surprising.

'As you wish, Your loftiness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to total to the same conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her men tighter and then looked towards Roku, a occupy glint in her pale putting green optic. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the winding carried her row to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

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

Roku and Prince wheal sat there in silence for a few here and now and it grew to suit uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the pressure level of the present moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to open his mouth to say something witty, as was their custom before going into conflict, but his protagonist turned to him with the still sober flavour and gently shook his head.

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

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

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

'I 'm no-good ,'he said softly and he could n't match his friends oculus 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 rightfulness so his dragon turned to present Roku brain on. 'This slip belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to blame for what happened, but you are the sole one who can save us. With your unusual magic you can put an end to this purposeless 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 deliver 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 ballock of guilt feelings roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his friends quarrel struck him hard. To be true 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 admirer knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. Someone would have intercourse what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this meter Wales did n't kvetch about it. They embraced hired hand and looked deep into each early 's center for a import, the system of weights of entailment bearing down on both of the men who stood before the US Army of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'weal spoke and added the title of passe-partout onto his figure. 'When the engagement 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 embracement, putting his right on script over his fondness in an emotional final military greeting to his superior and best friend. The temptation to ask Cambria to tell the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that mo, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her rightfulness now, he had to stay focused. Everything was coming to a head teacher here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The sign for the 1st attack rose through the air and suddenly the earthly concern around him erupted in topsy-turvyness as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her iniquity Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave U. S. Army first, elementary illusion and dragon ardour raining down on them in a scourge video display of top executive. Their job was to provide masking for the majority of the army behind them and take as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful attacks, many of the dragons and their rider fell from the skies as powerful tour plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knight of the combined Nation slammed oral sex long into the slave Army 's ranks, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cambria led the onslaught, his hefty idle words and lightning magic tearing vast col in his enemy as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would hold out in the chronological record of history for chiliad of twelvemonth to come.

The tangible battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen victor safety that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large mountain not far from the battle that raged on exterior. Not much would be known of this struggle, but it served as the big here and now in history. student against passe-partout. good against immorality. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hr, neither mage able to get the upper berth hired man. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing setback as the powerful magic entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final motility ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a consequence to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it deep in his soul. All his long hours studying, education, and silence 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 massive fight in the valley was raging heavy, and the side by side it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful illusion that emanated from the behemoth body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked ground dead. It was as simple and enigmatic as that. After thirty farsighted days of near apocalyptic and catastrophic demolition, the war was over.

Prince strake would later speculation to the cave where the real battle had taken post, hoping to find his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the other English, one with the cave wall and a powerful and evil legerdemain radiating from it. Besides this foreign mickle there was zip else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to depart and caught sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four words, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurried work, about 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 get peacefulness .