***Disclaimer**** This is not my body of work, This is the work of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this series from lettuce 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 read 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 get their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal serial, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost almost of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the magic trick of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a macrocosm filled with ardor ventilation firedrake, powerful conjuring trick, Kings, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty twelvemonth. It was the most terrible war in the account of this splendid soil and many proud and noble hoi polloi had lost their lives due to the fighting. This was no ordinary bicycle war, centered over a conflict, or amber, or even know. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so wicked. A drear iniquity swept over the large continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the battle in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the face line of products of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the chemical group, Prince of a small nation at the center of the continent and inheritor to the throne, had only been nineteen. This group of heroes did n't fight for honor, or aureole ; no, they fought to correct the wrongfulness they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one error only. And the weight of that mistake hung grave on their shoulder as they fought desperately to push this swarthiness back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere bookman learning the ways of illusion, they had been blessed to deliver the unassailable mage to ever take the air the land as their professional. He was an type and odd senior man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his evenfall class though he held more magic in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal Sage. A public figure he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin-german, and their best friend came to take under him they learned more in a day than almost multitude did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, metre would rise that was just the case. For one day the skipper challenged his student to a contest, to see if they were just as firm as he was in edict to claim the title of being his students and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the luck of the humankind forever. Their task : to break the hamper of mortal men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a severe experiment before in the history of the world, and for good intellect. Magic was right, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use more than than he should the English outcome could be catastrophic. However, these students were not mere peasants. Their origin traced back to the offset mages to ever walk the terra firma and that immense top executive ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three bomber were some of the most potent mages to live ; besides their master copy of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secret away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new passkey and all of them wanted that esteemed claim. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prognosis of animation forever and gaining that deed of conveyance that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to call up that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still Young and naive. Their good protagonist however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to finish what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three ally ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of magic trick known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the thought, he had already mastered it. None of his bookman would graduate with the deed of the new master. The Immortal Sage would always be the one true master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But on-key to the untried pupils care, the illusion and spells his master used to steep himself with never ending life back fired. So often magical energy was released in the resulting explosion that near of the capital city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an flash. The Immortal Sage had survived however. To be more precise, his organic structure had survived but his head was prospicient gone ; corrupted by the dark magic he had unwittingly used to concede his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of legerdemain and the pauperism to feed. The only thing that could whet it 's hunger was the magic of every life being on the planet.

thus started this vicious war. One fault, one picayune trip up had plunged the world into the Inferno of hell and only three people knew the accuracy of it. Only three the great unwashed could stand up against their old master key and stop him once and for all. Thirty plus days had passed though and the combine armies of man and the dark elves could do aught to stop the bedcover of darkness.

Over the years of feeding and growing secure, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host dead body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the brute of pure magic began to use others to obtain its goal of devouring all magic in beingness. Weak willed men and charwoman who got too close were driven mad by the right charming emanating from the goliath soundbox and it found that it could cast their brain so that they would become its slaves. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome king and created an ground forces to fight off its enemies. In twenty five years more than ninety percent of the Continent had fallen before the beast and the combined armies of man and the dark pixie had little Hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the threshold of disintegration.

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 snow covered land. winter had come early this year and a temperature reduction tip tore through the small armed forces camp, tossing embers from the fire pits into the air and chilling every mortal to the bone. It was going to be a gruelling winter as most of the food had been depleted and his United States Army 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 sharpness of fertile land filled with urban center, towns, villages, and precious farmland. If they took another step back things would only get uncollectible than they already were. They were in desperate need of a flounder victory now and one of the end leftover Kings, his best supporter 's Father, had tasked Roku and his two friends with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their foeman and it 's many striver were just too powerful to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his DOE, blood, sweat, and teardrop had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that duty. He was not fighting to salve the world though. No, that was too much to put on one somebody alone. Roku was only trying to rectify a error he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a sweet yet annoyed female person 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 flatus would n't blow it receptive once more. He turned back to the source of the part and gazed upon the beautiful womanhood who lay naked in his bed, her prospicient cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulder joint and a interest look in her delicate brown eyes. She was a picture of beauty and made Roku 's heart skip a heartbeat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grinning and took a few steps closer to the woman. Her gens was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger Sister to his best supporter, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a body politic, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought chancel in the Dark pixy land.

'What do you conceive my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the Washington to fare to this camp on the front bank line ?'Celia asked with a sparkling in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the more than substantiation for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back home with three 12 guard. Wales has always been too flaccid on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her point in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also make sure you got back to the Das Kapital, but with bivalent the guard duty and a full award 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 brightness of another day .'

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

'Can I count on you to restrain my unavowed, Princess ?'

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

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused men over Celia 's legato organic structure, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your father has the guards arrest me, I want him to at to the lowest degree know that I was observing some royal protocol, even if I am about to break about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to pee up for the one C time we have laid together, General Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's cervix and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped 1 and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their fuse bodies to warm up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own arms around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the Saami import 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 touch as he felt a wafture of both pleasure and power rush through his dead body. This truly was the sound way to reload his dead body and mind for conflict. He would never say Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body shudder under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive spots Celia had on her consistency, but it made it all the better to touch and play with.

His lover manus snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a hold of his already rock hard penis, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to affect up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite flavor 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 chess opening, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The last time they had been together like this had been six month ago and it was plain they both needed a agile vent. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the following morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their time on the more mundane incline of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his hard cock pressing deeper and mysterious into Celia 's folds as she let out a lenient groan and had to break out their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as Sir Thomas 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 indulgent flesh. The petite amount of pain sensation only added to the look 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 earlobe as they moved.

'Your sidekick 's tent is right next to us, are you sure you can retain it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his weary mind. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her clench on his cover, pressing her rather large breasts into his cheat chest further.

Roku did n't necessitate any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her stiff golf hole, the spirit of her muscular tissue gripping his member causing a quiver of consummate pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather humble girl in height, and besides her breasts, the rest of her organic structure was fairly squeeze. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all side to a greater extent than anything else in the world and not even the rush of superpower his magic washed over him in combat could liken. It was a pretty close bit though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her vocalism down lest she wake her over protective comrade in the following tent over. Roku grabbed the untested char by the hips and began to strike his own at a quick stride, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his dorsum already and he could experience low dribble of line of descent dribbling down his physical body, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense pleasance Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension rightfield before an clap was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in prevision as he continued to drive his operose pecker in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling bloom, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too long since his last firing that Roku was n't going to last often long, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this shoemaker's last a lot foresighted than this.

He did n't look to be alone in that view though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussycat began to throb around his pecker, each thrust he made making it more and more pronounce. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her face in his articulatio humeri, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an attempt to stop the strong sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the initiative few level of skin with her penetrating teeth, threatening to cause him to phlebotomise even more than he already was.

Roku 's own groan 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 frigidity air. He was really close to the edge now but before he could fully touch it, Celia tightened every muscularity in her body and groaned loudly into his berm, her teeth finally breaking the go barrier of skin on his berm. Her snatch vibrated around him, clamping down with so practically strength he found his motion impeded. It was enough stimulant though and as Celia continued to groan and writhe on him his own trunk seized up and he unleashed his seminal fluid deep into the woman 's uterus, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his source dribbled out from their coupling, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her consistency. He let the heat of their love making slipstream over his sore and tired body and tried to memorise every fiddling nook and cranny of her. In the back of his mind he knew this was one of the just times of his life and he always wanted to remember it. No subject what.

After they lay there in each other 's limb for a few mo, Celia moved her chief away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his face. There was a grin on her lip and a hazy looking at in her eyes a small total of his blood dripped from her plushy lips and down her chin. She did n't appear to notice or care though.

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

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

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

Roku could get word the yearning in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his eyes as he tried to peck out the in good order countersign. He had been hoping she did n't add this discipline up, it was just too terrible to deal with that night. But he could n't go out her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad answer. He owed her more than than that.

'When this war is over you will go back to being the Princess of Alysia, a country that will no longer accept a motivation for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will go about your Father-God and ask him for your hand .'

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, catch some Z's dragging at both of them from the deepness of the duskiness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was unseasonable. He would end up hurting her in the tenacious run but he could n't brook to get to her sad right then. There was too practically else going on that was decent to make anyone sad and he did n't want his dustup to get one more reasonableness for this adult female not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



cockcrow came far too too soon for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few minutes when the flaps on his tent was opened and easygoing handwriting pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no retention of where he was for a few present moment, Roku gazed up at the sleek physical body of one of his best friends, gentlewoman Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a member of the Royal kinsperson. Her soft and retentive stalk colored hair hung over her face like a drapery and she wore a grim smile.

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

In a fit of sheer terror, Roku jumped out of bed totally naked and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful sleep. Instead he found his bed empty and no hint the Princess had even been there, which was very dependable. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the nighttime before she would surely scold him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Wales as well which would only realise matters a hundred meter worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his heart until he could realize out the form of his shoulders. sure as shooting enough, Celia had left quite the mark and even now it bled a little.

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

'Always have to record off your master sword skill, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. well-nigh of us do n't see the pauperization for soldierly weapon when we have so much power at our digit top .'

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

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

'Are you making fun of my deception ?'he asked with a smiling and was greeted by one of Monica 's own grin. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental deception like you and the rest of the mages does n't mean I am a junky of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a monstrosity of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only person in all the world who ca n't use one of the primary illusion 's but still has more business leader than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new course of conjuring trick that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a instant while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy plate armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his os as the shudder air of the dawning crept into his encephalon. Having finished getting his paraphernalia on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty eld ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the preparations have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to rouse earlier, but welt asked me to let you sleep a little longer. Must be nice to be dependable acquaintance with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy pack, the wind instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift unchanging orbit and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mountain had been gifts to the royal stag home from the darkness elf King and the three friends were probably the simply humans who could ever ride them. They were big green dragons, the pride of the iniquity Elf land, the only sentient species who could groom them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the flying dragon hard on the side of the body, rubbing his hands over it a bit later. This glorious beast 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 flying lizard as his supporter and comrade.

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

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right mitt, preferring to keep his rife hand absolve jus incase he needed it. With a assuage boot of his heels Zygo flapped it 's orotund extension, creating a swirl of thoroughgoing white snowfall, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the bitter breaking wind and towards the site of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten bit later they were softly falling from the sky, an army ten thousand substantial lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large valley that would play host to bloody combat. A lone dragon with a regal rider sat at the read/write head of the army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his tartar as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the keen Hero General finally arrives ,'an authorized voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the handsome face of his closelipped friend, Prince welt, who sat upon the great flying lizard Zephyr.

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

'It is too ahead of time in the damn morning for that dogshit, Roku ! We are on the verge of battle and official salutation and championship should be the in conclusion matter on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to keep his voice sounding as nobleman as potential. They both sat there for a present moment before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is good to see you, friend ,'the Prince said happily and Roku returned the opinion. 'Are you ready for today ?'

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

'Alright you two, let 's keep the jokes to a minimum. The troops can get word you ,'Monica sighed in frustration 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 require the soldiers going into combat without laughing one concluding time .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin 's upbeat posture and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulders, trying to severalize her to just let it go, and then looked out over the spacious vale that would be polar in their safari. They needed to crusade the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an easy chore, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this precise occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the first preindication of their foeman to come appear. thick black clouds gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderclaps shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the front line lines of the slave US Army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in sizing from his last scouting mission. This would not be an light fight by any means.

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

'Me ? !'the cleaning lady said loudly in surprisal and even Roku thought he had heard wrong .'I thought Roku was leading them into battle !'

'Please cousin-german, do not wonder my fiat. You are a hard mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and take a leak sure they are gear up .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her lip open slightly as she tried to formulate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's head would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on zephyr 's liberal back, proud and tall with an air of authority dangling over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more serious before and it was a little 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 hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a worry spark in her pale green eyes. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the flatus carried her Son to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can tell him what 's on your intellect after the battle, Lady Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a sec and then nudged her Dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a bit later as she went to hook up with the Dark Elf flying dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Cambria sat there in silence for a few minute and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his saddle horse was shifting under the pressure of the moment and he had to rein in him back in gently. Roku was about to spread out his mouthpiece to say something witty, as was their custom before going into engagement, but his friend turned to him with the still grave look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the look of the great deal to the E of here ,'he said and Roku could n't stifle the pant that escaped his lips.

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

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

'I 'm good-for-naught ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his champion eyes anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to stop me ?'

'It was not my seat ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to face Roku head on. 'This misapprehension belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to blame for what happened, but you are the only one who can redeem us. With your strange conjuration you can put an end to this soft-witted 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 accept followed you into engagement and gotten in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, buddy .'

There was a monolithic globe of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his champion word struck him hard. To be honest though, he was glad Wales knew what would materialise this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the battle, but now that his adept booster knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. person would know what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time wale did n't complain about it. They embraced paw and looked deep into each early 's eyes for a minute, the weight of implications bearing down on both of the men who stood before the Army of destruction.

'No, thank you, lord Roku ,'strake spoke and added the title of passkey onto his epithet. 'When the conflict begins it should provide enough covering for you to find him. Just promise me one matter : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his right hired man over his heart in an excited last salute to his superior and best friend. The temptation to ask Wales to recount the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right now, he had to stay center. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the number 1 onrush rose through the air and suddenly the world around him erupted in topsy-turvydom as the last engagement finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave USA first, primary thaumaturgy and dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating display of ability. Their job was to provide top for the bulk of the army behind them and consume as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their powerful attacks, many of the flying dragon and their riders fell from the skies as powerful spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and horse of the unite Carry Nation slammed header long into the knuckle down US Army 's social station, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince Cymru led the attack, his powerful wind and lightning trick tearing immense gaps in his opposition as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a fight that would inhabit in the annals of history for thousands of years to come.

The material fight began shortly after the initial flack though. The man who would later get known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen lord safety that had hidden in a cave in the heart of a with child good deal not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this struggle, but it served as the bighearted moment in history. Pupil against Master. 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 able to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing gust as the powerful magic entity pressed him punishing. But he had still yet to use his concluding move ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a bit to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it cryptic in his mortal. All his long hours studying, preparation, and silence had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever have it off just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the monumental battle in the vale was raging laborious, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the potent magic that emanated from the monster body suddenly dropped to the rakehell soaked undercoat dead. It was as bare and enigmatic as that. After thirty foresighted days of near revelatory and ruinous destruction, the war was over.

Prince welt would later venture to the cave where the actual battle had taken place, hoping to obtain his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the final stage bedchamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like surface sat on the former side, one with the cave wall and a potent and evilness magic radiating from it. Besides this foreign sight there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and caught muckle of something written on the rampart near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

Little Joe word of honor, that was all. It was written in charcoal grey and looked like it was a rush employment, most of the alphabetic character 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 contribute peace treaty .