***Disclaimer**** This is not my study, This is the oeuvre 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 compensate sources. I want everyone to be able to love it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any generator from this survey that can not be found anymore, I might be capable to witness their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the archetype work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the conjuring trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a existence filled with fire ventilation tartar, muscular thaumaturgy, tycoon, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty age. It was the most fearsome war in the history of this brilliant land and many proud and noble people had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even sleep with. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so painful. A black evilness swept over the prominent continent of the human beings and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the fight in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the front lines of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult lives. When the war broke out the firstborn of the mathematical group, Prince of a small body politic at the center field of the continent and heir to the throne, had only been XIX. This group of heroes did n't defend for purity, or glory ; no, they fought to compensate the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one misapprehension and one fault only. And the weight of that mistake hung heavy on their shoulders as they fought desperately to labour this darkness back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere educatee learning the mode of magic, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever walk the earth as their master. He was an eccentric and odd onetime man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his twilight years though he held more magic in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the immortal Sage. A gens he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their best friend came to train under him they learned more in a day than most masses did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, clip would prove that was just the case. For one day the lord challenged his schoolchild to a competition, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to claim the title of being his students and coronate a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the destiny of the world forever. Their chore : to break the bonds of mortal men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a grievous experiment before in the history of the world, and for good rationality. Magic was herculean, but not that brawny. When individual tried to use more than than he should the side consequence could be catastrophic. However, these students were not mere peasants. Their line traced back to the first mages to ever walk the demesne and that immense power ran through their rake. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most right mages to populate ; besides their master of course.

The job they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in orphic away from one another. Only one of them could calibrate as a new victor and all of them wanted that prestigious claim. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the panorama of living forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their end. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still young and naif. Their best friend however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to discontinue what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a competition between the three friends ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, force, and experience dealing with the most potent types of magic known to man gave him a strong bound and before any of the others had even begun to potter with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his pupil would graduate with the title of the new master. The Immortal Sage would always be the one true overlord, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But straight to the youngest pupils fears, the trick and spells his master used to steep himself with never ending life back fired. So much magical energy was released in the resulting plosion that about of the capital city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an minute. The Immortal Sage had survived however. To be more precise, his eubstance had survived but his mind was foresighted gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to give his indirect request. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of legerdemain and the need to feed. The only matter that could whet it 's hungriness was the magic of every living being on the planet.

frankincense started this brutal war. One mistake, one little berth up had plunged the existence into the pits of hell and only three citizenry knew the truth of it. Only three citizenry could stomach up against their old master and stop him once and for all. Thirty plus yr had passed though and the combined army of man and the darkness elves could do nothing to contain the spread of darkness.

Over the old age of feeding and growing secure, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the mentality of its host body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the animate being of pure magic began to use others to obtain its finish of devouring all magic trick in being. Weak willed men and cleaning woman who got too close were driven mad by the powerful legerdemain emanating from the monsters eubstance and it found that it could forge their idea so that they would turn its slaves. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome baron and created an army to fight off its opposition. In twenty five class more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the combined U. S. Army of man and the dark extremely low frequency had little promise of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of disintegration.

Only the three brave and troubled heroes stood tall and fight on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the chess opening dither of his pocket-sized tent and gazed out on the snow covered kingdom. Winter had come early this class and a cooling wind tore through the pocket-sized armed forces encampment, tossing ember from the attack pits into the air and chilling every somebody to the bone. It was going to be a hard winter as most of the food 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 option but to keep fighting. They stood on the boundary of productive farming filled with urban center, townspeople, Village, and valued farmland. If they took another step back things would only get worse than they already were. They were in desperate demand of a staggering triumph now and one of the last remaining tycoon, his best admirer 's Father-God, had tasked Roku and his two booster with getting that victory.

Many believed it was inconceivable, that their foe and it 's many slave were just too powerful to place upright against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his vim, blood, travail, and tears had been for this day and it was about to click on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not funk under that responsibility. He was not fighting to save the humans though. No, that was too very much to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to compensate a mistake he had made as a minor and fix the problem it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweet yet annoyed female voice sighed from further back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the cover, full general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the pother, tying it tightly so the wind would n't blow it assailable once more. He turned back to the source of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful char who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon bark brown hairsbreadth hanging over her articulatio humeri and a distressed facial expression in her diffuse brown centre. She was a picture of looker and made Roku 's heart skip a beat every prison term he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grinning and took a few stone's throw closer to the woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, immature Sister to his outflank champion, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a nation, as it had fallen eight eld ago and they sought bema in the Dark Elves land.

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

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

'What about my father ?'

'He would also piss sure you got back to the capital, but with double the safety and a total honor sentry duty. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the dark however, well let 's just say I would n't see the brightness of another day .'

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

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

'How many fourth dimension do I have to ask you ? turn back calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his thickened manus over Celia 's smooth body, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your father has the guard duty 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 thou others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to fix up for the hundred times we have laid together, full general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their consistency were pressed tightly together, his foresighted night robe opening in the figurehead slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her supply ship lips up to forgather his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined bodies to warm up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her English in the same here and now she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's knockout and yet supple nipples pressed into Roku 's breast and he relished the feeling as he felt a Wave of both delight and power Benjamin Rush through his organic structure. This truly was the best way to reload his soundbox and nous for battle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the natural language that had suddenly slipped into his oral cavity and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's soundbox shudder under the care. It amazed him sometimes just how many sore spots Celia had on her torso, but it made it all the better to touch and play with.

His buff script snaked its way between their torso and gently grabbed a postponement of his already rock hard penis, her finger's breadth gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to be active up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an recherche feeling but it seemed both of them were through with the arousal as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet initiative, the passion of her woman enveloping him. The final stage fourth dimension they had been together like this had been six calendar month ago and it was unmistakable they both needed a quick sacking. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to rot their clock time on the more mundane face of sex.

Roku began to slowly give force per unit area, his hard prick pressing profoundly and deeper into Celia 's faithful as she let out a flaccid moan and had to better their buss 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 vertebral column were digging their nails into his lenient human body. The tiny amount of pain in the ass only added to the tone of niggardliness and Roku began to fully soak up himself in this gorgeous royal.

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

'Your sidekick 's tent is the right way next to us, are you sure enough you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of vexation about being caught crept into his weary mind. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her grip on his spine, pressing her rather large titty into his cheat chest further.

Roku did n't need any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her besotted hole, the feel of her muscles gripping his member causing a shiver of pure pleasure to run up his sticker. Celia was a rather humble girl in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her body was fairly compendious. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of top executive his deception washed over him in combat could equate. It was a pretty close endorsement though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her interpreter down lest she wake her over protective chum in the next collapsible shelter over. Roku grabbed the young woman by the pelvic girdle and began to affect his own at a faster stride, keeping it unbendable as she moaned and groaned with each stab. Her nails had broken the cutis on his vertebral column already and he could feel minor trickle of profligate dribbling down his pulp, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the vast pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right before an extravasation was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his egg had tightened in anticipation as he continued to drive his hard cock in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling blossom, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his cobbler's last release that Roku was n't going to live a good deal longer, and he cursed his eubstance for being so fanatical. He had been hoping that tonight he could lay down this last a lot prospicient than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscle inside her pussy began to pulse around his rooster, each thrust he made making it More and more pronounced. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his skin in an try to stop the warm phone coming from her pharynx. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the beginning few layer of skin with her sharp dentition, threatening to cause him to run even more than he already was.

Roku 's own groan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his back talk shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping stochasticity ringing through the cold air. He was really fold to the edge now but before he could fully turn over it, Celia tightened every muscleman in her trunk and groaned loudly into his articulatio humeri, her teeth finally breaking the live barrier of pelt on his shoulder. Her cunt vibrated around him, clamping down with so much force he found his movement impeded. It was plenty stimulant though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own torso seized up and he unleashed his come deep into the cleaning lady 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his germ dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the heat of their beloved fashioning wash over his sore and tired soundbox and tried to memorize every little nook and cranny of her. In the vertebral column of his psyche he knew this was one of the best times of his aliveness and he always wanted to remember it. No affair what.

After they lay there in each former 's arms for a few mo, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a smile on her lips and a hazy look in her middle a small quantity of his blood dripped from her lush back talk and down her Chin. She did n't seem to mark or care though.

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

'What do you stand for ?'Roku asked in yield, not quite for sure 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 pure tone and he closed his centre as he tried to pick out the the right way words. He had been hoping she did n't bring this case up, it was just too afflictive to deal with that night. But he could n't forget her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't depart her with a bad answer. He owed her Sir 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 give birth a motive for a general like me. As for us, well ... I will approach your Church Father and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his buff embraced him tighter, wrapping every in of her consistency around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the profoundness of the darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was improper. He would end up hurting her in the tenacious run but he could n't put up to stimulate her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was enough to make anyone sad and he did n't need his words to become one Sir Thomas More reason for this woman not to smile. He would protect that grin of hers until his dying breath.



first light came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must receive only been up for a few minutes when the flap on his collapsible shelter was opened and flaccid hands pushed him until he was awake. With blear eyes and no remembering of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the sleek anatomy of one of his best friends, lady Monica Rysto, first cousin-german to Celia and Wales and a phallus of the royal stag Family. Her soft and long straw colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a relentless smile.

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

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no shadow 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 scold him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to wale as well which would only make matters a 100 prison term worse.

'What happened to your articulatio humeri ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the form of his articulatio humeri. Sure enough, Celia had left quite the score 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 practiced .'

'Always have to show off your superior brand skill, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his taradiddle. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. well-nigh of us do n't see the motivation for martial artillery when we have so much big businessman at our digit pourboire .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his military uniform in front of his acquaintance while he answered. 'If someone 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your incantation, you 're as effective as dead .'

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

'Are you making fun of my magic ?'he asked with a grinning and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smile. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental illusion like you and the remainder of the mages does n't mean I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, admirer .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the entirely person in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental magic 's but still has more baron than everyone else. To testify how overbold you are you even went off and found a new phase of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a second while Monica helped Roku put on his sonorous plate armor, the weightiness of the steel cutting mystifying to his bones as the chill air of the first light crept into his mentality. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metallic element of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the provision have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to rouse earliest, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a petty longer. Must be gracious to be best friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the wind instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable field and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armour over their bodies. Their mount had been gifts to the Royal household from the Dark Elves Martin Luther King Jr. and the three friends were probably the just humans who could ever ride them. They were gravid green Draco, the superbia of the Dark Elf nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the Draco hard on the face of the torso, rubbing his manpower over it a import later. This magnificent savage had gotten him out of more trouble than he could count and the two had bonded in the fires 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 sound in its throat as it gently tossed its head back and Forth River in solvent. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather bicycle seat and grabbed the reins in his right hand, preferring to hold on his dominant allele manus free people jus incase he needed it. With a gentle boot of his heels Zygo flapped it 's large wings, creating a convolution of pure white snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the bitingly wind and towards the land site of the approaching battle.

Less than ten minutes later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand inviolable lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large valley that would recreate host to bloody fight. A lone Draco with a regal rider sat at the head of the U. S. Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tautness filled air made it nervous.

'And the great Hero full general finally arrives ,'an important representative called out through the nothingness and Roku looked upon the well-favored boldness of his closest friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the big dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the darn daybreak for that crap, Roku ! We are on the threshold of engagement and official salutation and rubric should be the concluding thing on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to hold on his voice sounding as baronial as potential. They both sat there for a moment before breaking out into laugh 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 earnestness from his vocalisation, 'but I think I 'll manage, as I always do .'

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

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a piddling levity. I would n't desire the soldiers going into fight without laughing one last fourth dimension .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin-german 's pollyannaish attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his articulatio humeri, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be pivotal in their campaign. They needed to push the foeman back here or risk 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 arcminute for the starting time sign of their enemy to arrive appear. midst black swarm gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclap shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the front lines of the slave Army appeared and Roku 's pump sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last reconnoitring mission. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

'It 's time ,'welt spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on last Night, with one alteration. Monica, I want you to lead the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial fire .'

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

'Please first cousin, do not question my Order. You are a inviolable mage and will be able to manage yourself. Go and take a crap sure they are quick .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her back talk 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 air 's extensive back, proud and tall with an air of authority suspension over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a piffling surprising.

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

'You can separate him what 's on your mind after the engagement, 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 bit later as she went to hook up with the Dark Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in secretiveness for a few moments and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the air pressure of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to open his rima oris to say something witty, as was their custom before going into conflict, but his friend turned to him with the still good look 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 strangle 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 veil it from me any longer .'

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

'It was not my place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to present Roku head on. 'This mistake 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 redeem us. With your strange 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 have followed you into battle and gotten in the way when you needed to digest the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's tummy as his protagonist language struck him hard. To be honest though, he was beaming wale knew what would occur this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the battle, but now that his best friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending circumstances. somebody would know what he had or had not accomplished.

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

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of sea captain 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 handwriting over his heart in an aroused net salute to his superior and honorable protagonist. The temptation to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was lamentable hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right wing now, he had to continue focus. Everything was coming to a mind here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signaling for the kickoff onslaught rose through the air and suddenly the humans around him erupted in topsy-turvydom as the concluding conflict finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elementary illusion and Dragon flame raining down on them in a annihilative exhibit of superpower. Their job was to provide cover for the bulk of the Army behind them and take as many enemy out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful onslaught, many of the dragon and their riders fell from the skies as powerful magic spell plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the combined nations slammed head long into the slave US Army 's social rank, spilling bloodline everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the attack, his powerful breaking wind and lightning magic tearing huge gaps in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of history for thousands of long time to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial onslaught though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen skipper sentry duty that had hidden in a cave in the midpoint of a large mountain not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not often would be known of this conflict, but it served as the biggest mo in history. school-age child against Master. good against iniquity. 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 efforts now just trying to stave off the killing shock as the powerful magic entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final move ; the one that would end it all right 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 longsighted hours studying, training, and secrecy had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever have it away just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the massive fight in the valley was raging tough, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked ground dead. It was as simple and enigmatic as that. After xxx foresighted long time of near apocalyptic and catastrophic wipeout, the war was over.

Prince wheal would later speculation to the cave where the real battle had taken place, hoping to feel 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 position, one with the cave rampart and a powerful and evil magic trick radiating from it. Besides this strange muckle there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to forget and overhear sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

quadruplet language, that was all. It was written in fusain and looked like it was a zip work, about of the letter of the alphabet 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 .