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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this series because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right origin. I want everyone to be able to relish it and read it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this heap that can not be found anymore, I might be able-bodied to find out their oeuvre and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal serial, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the master copy work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a world filled with fire breathing flying lizard, powerful conjuring trick, Kings, and rook, a war had been raging for nearly 30 years. It was the most terrible war in the account of this magnificent land and many proud and noble people had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary war, centered over a difference of opinion, or gold, or even love. No, this war had no reasonableness and that 's what made it so severe. A dark evil swept over the largest continent of the reality and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the engagement in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the social movement lines of this war and had been doing as such for their integral adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a small state at the nerve center of the Continent and heir to the crapper, had only been nineteen. This radical of hoagy did n't fight for pureness, or glory ; no, they fought to right the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one fault and one mistake only. And the weight of that misunderstanding hung dense on their shoulders as they fought desperately to labour this darkness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the ways of trick, they had been blessed to stimulate the strongest mage to ever take the air the land as their overlord. He was an eccentric and odd older man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his twilight years though he held more wizardly in his vena than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the god salvia. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their best friend came to school under him they learned more in a day than nigh citizenry did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be confessedly. Sadly, fourth dimension would raise that was just the case. For one day the professional challenged his pupil to a competition, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to take the deed of being his educatee and crown a new captain. It was this challenge that would stir the destiny of the reality forever. Their task : to come apart the bonds of individual men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experimentation before in the history of the world, and for good grounds. conjuring trick was powerful, but not that right. When person tried to use more than he should the side consequence could be ruinous. However, these students were not mere peasant. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever walk the kingdom and that Brobdingnagian king ran through their blood. Even at such a Edward Young age, the three poor boy were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their master key of course.

The job they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secret away from one another. Only one of them could fine-tune as a new master and all of them wanted that prestigious title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of bread and butter forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to think that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still young and unenlightened. Their well friend however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to blockade 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 cognition, power, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of trick known to man gave him a strong boundary and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the musical theme, he had already mastered it. None of his educatee would calibrate with the title of the new lord. The Immortal sage would always be the one true master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But true to the youngest pupils concern, the illusion and spells his master used to instill himself with never ending life back fired. So much sorcerous energy was released in the resulting explosion that well-nigh of the capital metropolis, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an minute. The Immortal sage had survived however. To be more accurate, his body had survived but his judgement was farseeing gone ; corrupted by the shadow thaumaturgy he had unwittingly used to deed over his indirect request. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of trick and the want to feed. The lone thing that could quicken it 's hunger was the conjuration of every aliveness being on the planet.

olibanum started this beastly war. One mistake, one niggling cutting up had plunged the world into the Inferno of inferno and only three people knew the Sojourner Truth of it. Only three people could stand up against their old professional and turn back him once and for all. XXX plus years had passed though and the combined United States Army of man and the wickedness extremely low frequency could do nix to barricade the spreading of darkness.

Over the years of alimentation and growing impregnable, the entity had gained intelligence service as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host consistency. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of virginal conjuring trick began to use others to get its destination of devouring all magic in macrocosm. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the sinewy conjuring trick emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could mould their psyche so that they would become its hard worker. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome superpower and created an U. S. Army to fight off its enemies. In twenty dollar bill five years more than ninety per centum of the continent had fallen before the fauna and the combined US Army of man and the dark gremlin had slight hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of annihilation.

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



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the initiative flap of his small tent and gazed out on the nose candy covered land. winter had come early this year and a cooling winding tore through the belittled military machine camp, tossing ember from the fire pits into the air and chilling every individual to the bone. It was going to be a hard winter as most of the food had been depleted and his army were on the verge 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 celebrate fighting. They stood on the bound of fertile lands filled with city, towns, settlement, and wanted farming area. If they took another step back things would only get worse than they already were. They were in despairing demand of a astounding triumph now and one of the death remaining Kings, his best friend 's male parent, had tasked Roku and his two admirer with getting that victory.

Many believed it was inconceivable, that their enemy and it 's many hard worker were just too powerful to abide against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his energy, blood, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, lie with 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 lots to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake he had made as a nipper and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life story was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweet yet annoyed distaff interpreter sighed from further back in the collapsible shelter, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the blanket, General .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the wind would n't blow it candid once more. He turned back to the source of the part and gazed upon the beautiful womanhood who lay naked in his bed, her farseeing cinnamon brown pilus hanging over her shoulder and a worried looking in her soft browned eyes. She was a picture of beaut and made Roku 's heart skip a vanquish every sentence he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smile and took a few steps closer to the char. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, vernal baby to his best friend, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a body politic, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark Elves land.

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

'Lecture you lightly and then institutionalise you back plate 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 Church Father ?'

'He would also earn sure you got back to the majuscule, but with double the guards and a full honour sentry go. 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 luminosity of another day .'

'Then it 's best he does n't know you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covers off her body to let on 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 ? intercept calling me Princess !'

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

'Calling me by my right title is n't going to fix up for the hundred fourth dimension we have laid together, superior general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her limb around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long nighttime robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to fit his chapped unity and kissed him passionately, allowing the warmth of their combined bodies to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own sleeve around Celia 's spine and rolled her on to her side in the like 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 tactual sensation as he felt a undulation of both joy and top executive spate through his body. This truly was the best way to recharge his body and mind for battle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouthpiece and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's consistence thrill under the attending. It amazed him sometimes just how many medium fleck Celia had on her body, but it made it all the better to advert and play with.

His lovers hired man snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a time lag of his already rock hard penis, her finger's breadth gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to propel up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an dainty feeling but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their hips together and Celia lined the tip of his head up with her wet opening, the hotness of her muliebrity enveloping him. The last clip they had been together like this had been six calendar month ago and it was manifest they both needed a straightaway release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to engagement the next forenoon. Neither of them wanted to squander their clock time on the more workaday side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his hard pecker pressing deeper and mysterious into Celia 's folds as she let out a subdued moan and had to give away their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as to a greater extent and more of him slipped into her body and the hands that were now wrapped around his binding were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The midget amount of pain sensation only added to the feeling of closeness and Roku began to fully engulf himself in this gorgeous royal.

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

'Your brother 's tent is correctly adjacent to us, are you certain you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his tire brain. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her clutches on his rear, pressing her rather expectant breast into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't need any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the feeling of her muscles gripping his member causing a shiver of consummate pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather small girlfriend in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her body was fairly powder compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of exponent his magic washed over him in combat could liken. It was a pretty close 2nd 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 younger woman by the pelvis and began to affect his own at a faster pace, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the hide on his backrest already and he could feel diminished trickle of blood line dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the huge pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feel of stress right wing before an eruption was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in anticipation as he continued to drive his backbreaking hammer in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling bloom, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each clock time. It had been too farseeing since his cobbler's last exit that Roku was n't going to last often longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could do this endure a lot longer than this.

He did n't look to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's sinew inside her pussy began to pulse around his cock, each thrust he made making it more and more pronounced. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful first appearance and she buried her face in his shoulder joint, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an attempt to block the strong sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first few layer of peel with her acutely teeth, threatening to induce him to phlebotomise 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 cock 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 reach it, Celia tightened every muscular tissue in her body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her teeth finally breaking the last barrier of peel on his shoulder. Her puss vibrated around him, clamping down with so much force he found his movement impeded. It was enough foreplay though and as Celia continued to moan and wriggle on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the heat of their dearest making wash drawing over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every little corner and crack of her. In the cover of his mind he knew this was one of the Charles Herbert Best times of his life and he always wanted to commemorate it. No affair what.

After they lay there in each other 's munition for a few minutes, Celia moved her head away from his now bleeding articulatio humeri and looked up at his boldness. There was a grin on her rim and a hazy flavor in her center a small amount of his profligate dripped from her plush sassing and down her Kuki. She did n't seem to note or care though.

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

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

'Will we remain like this ? Or will we ask for to a greater extent ?'

Roku could hear the longing in Celia 's hushed flavor and he closed his optic as he tried to pick out the decent password. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too painful to conduct with that dark. But he could n't pull up stakes her with no solvent, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad solvent. 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 have a indigence for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will border on your Father-God and ask him for your handwriting .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him tighter, wrapping every column inch of her physical structure around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sopor dragging at both of them from the profoundness of the darkness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrongly. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't resist to form her sad in good order then. There was too very much else going on that was enough to get anyone sad and he did n't want his Bible to become one more reason for this woman not to smile. He would protect that grinning of hers until his dying breath.



Morning came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must consume only been up for a few minute when the flap on his tent was opened and balmy hands pushed him until he was awake. With muzzy heart and no memory of where he was for a few minute, Roku gazed up at the slick cast of one of his ripe friend, madam Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a fellow member of the Royal Family. Her piano and farsighted straw colored hair hung over her side like a curtain and she wore a grim smile.

'It 's sentence to get up, sleepy-eyed head ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for safe measure.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally au naturel and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceable slumber. Instead he found his bed discharge and no vestige 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 rebuke him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only make topic a 100 time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could make out the form of his shoulders. certain enough, Celia had left quite the 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 superordinate sword science, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the pauperism for Martial weapons when we have so much ability at our finger tips .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his war machine uniform in front man of his booster while he answered. 'If somebody 's coming at you with a brand and you falter in your incantation, you 're as good as utter .'

'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 smile and was greeted by one of Monica 's own grinning. 'Just because I ca n't use elementary magic like you and the balance of the mages does n't have in mind I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a lusus naturae of nature, Friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the entirely mortal in all the cosmos who ca n't use one of the elemental magic 's but still has More magnate than everyone else. To try how smarting you are you even went off and found a new form of magic trick that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his with child denture armour, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his bones as the quiver air of the morning crept into his mental capacity. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique steel, forged from the alloy of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty year ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the formulation have been made and everyone is waiting in the vale just like you wanted them to. I was going to turn on earlier, but strake asked me to let you slumber a little longer. must be nice to be best supporter with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy ingroup, the jazz instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift static area and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their eubstance. Their mounts had been gifts to the royal stag family unit from the Dark Elves male monarch and the three champion were probably the only humans who could ever ride them. They were gravid green dragons, the superbia of the Dark Elf nation, the only sentient metal money who could educate them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his men over it a bit later. This magnificent creature 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 own this firedrake as his protagonist and comrade.

'Are you cook, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a deep sound in its throat as it gently tossed its heading back and forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the bombastic leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right bridge player, preferring to save his dominant hired hand rid jus incase he needed it. With a gentle charge of his hound Zygo flapped it 's magnanimous wings, creating a swirl of pure white snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their flying lizard steeds, they flew heading on into the acrimonious wind instrument and towards the web site of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten second later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand strong lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a prominent vale that would play host to bloody scrap. A lone flying dragon with a regal passenger sat at the head of the army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his Draco as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the smashing Hero General finally arrives ,'an authoritative vocalism called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the good-looking face of his closest friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the big dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too too soon in the damn sunup for that turd, Roku ! We are on the verge of battle and official greeting and form of address should be the survive thing on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to keep his vocalism sounding as baronial as possible. 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 serious-mindedness from his voice, 'but I think I 'll manage, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's continue the joke to a minimum. The flock can find out you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the other side of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin-german, we 're just making a little levity. I would n't need the soldiers going into scrap without laughing one hold up time .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin 's cheerful attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his berm, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the all-inclusive valley that would be pivotal in their military campaign. They needed to push the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an sluttish task, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this claim occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the first sign of their enemy to arrive appear. Thick black swarm gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the front product line of the slave army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his utmost reconnoitring commission. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

'It 's fourth dimension ,'Wales spoke and his interpreter was suddenly severe. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on last night, with one variety. Monica, I want you to lead the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial onrush .'

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

'Please full cousin, do not question my orders. You are a strong mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and urinate sure 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 cavity open slightly as she tried to formulate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on Zephyr 's blanket back, proud and tall with an air of authority wall hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more life-threatening before and it was a trivial surprising.

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to come to the Saame finale as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a have-to doe with glint in her pale green centre. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her words to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can secern him what 's on your judgment after the battle, Lady Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second and then nudged her tartar into the air, disappearing from sight a bit later as she went to pilfer up with the darkness Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Cambria sat there in silence for a few moments and it grew to go uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the atmospheric pressure of the moment and he had to draw rein him back in gently. Roku was about to unfold his oral fissure to say something witty, as was their impost before going into struggle, but his friend turned to him with the still sober flavor and gently shook his head.

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

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

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

'I 'm dingy ,'he said softly and he could n't get together his friends eyes anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to barricade me ?'

'It was not my place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his Dragon turned to front Roku head on. 'This misunderstanding belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to blame for what happened, but you are the merely one who can redeem us. With your unusual magic you can put an end to this mindless 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 hold followed you into conflict and begin in the way when you needed to pore the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a monumental ball of guilty conscience roiling in the pit of Roku 's breadbasket as his friends Holy Scripture struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad Cymru knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the fight, but now that his practiced friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fortune. somebody would cognize what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time Wales did n't complain about it. They embraced hired hand and looked deep into each early 's heart for a moment, the weight of significance bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Cambria spoke and added the title of maestro onto his name. 'When the battle begins it should allow enough binding for you to find him. Just promise me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his redress hired hand over his nitty-gritty in an emotional final military greeting to his Lake Superior and best champion. The temptation to ask wale to separate the Princess that he was no-count 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 remain focused. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The sign for the initiatory tone-beginning rose through the air and suddenly the reality around him erupted in chaos as the final battle finally began.



Monica and her night Elf Dragoon 's attacked the striver regular army first, primary magic trick and dragon firing raining down on them in a devastating display of powerfulness. Their job was to offer book binding for the mass of the army behind them and deal as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful tone-beginning, many of the dragons and their passenger fell from the skies as powerful spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the merge nations slammed foreland long into the knuckle down army 's ranks, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince wheal led the tone-beginning, his herculean wind and lightning magic trick tearing vast gaps in his foeman as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of history for K of years to come.

The really battle began shortly after the initial flack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the kernel of a bombastic mountain not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not a lot would be known of this fight, but it served as the biggest here and now in history. Pupil against maestro. good against immorality. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hours, neither mage capable to get the upper manus. Roku had become exhausted, all his endeavour now just trying to stave in off the killing blow as the powerful sorcerous entity pressed him firmly. But he had still yet to use his net motility ; the one that would end it all justly then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it late in his individual. All his long hours studying, training, 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 instant the massive engagement in the valley was raging strong, and the adjacent it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the muscular magic that emanated from the ogre body suddenly dropped to the blood line soaked reason dead. It was as simple and enigmatic as that. After 30 long years of near apocalyptic and catastrophic devastation, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later venture to the cave where the real battle had taken lieu, 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 early side, one with the cave wall and a muscular and evil magic trick radiating from it. Besides this strange sight there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to will and caught sight of something written on the rampart near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Four actor's line, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurry work, almost of the alphabetic character touching one another and poorly done. Prince wale knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in ordering to bring peace .