At night in a distant town found in the mountains, a man with scruffy black hair, a shaggy beard and eyes who goes by the name Dalon was having his dinner and sipping a cup of wine. He might look like a old jobless drunk once seen at first but he was actually in his late twenties and he was very strong for his age, he was also a highly skilled warlock.

    In his world known as Vanthrok, different parts of the planet were ruled by seven extremely powerful and terrifying warlocks. They are called The Great Warlocks and they all possessed unique and formidable abilities that all match up to their position, they were also unmatched in the magical arts by others in the current era.

   So as the man was relishing the aftertaste of his meal, he heard a loud knock on the door and he asked,

   "Who is it?"

 There was no answer, he pondered over answering the person while grumbling to himself saying,

 " Who could it be at this time of the night?"

He raises his hand and snaps his fingers, the door opens and much to his surprise, his close friend who is also a warlock with black hair and blue eyes rushed in with a four year old boy who had a cute face, curly black hair and deep red eyes. 

 Dalon who was surprised, however recovered from the shock and asked his friend saying,

  " What brings you here at this time?"

  "Please my friend, take care of my son, Zorazel for me"

 His friend who normally appeared cold and distant now looked untidy and out of breath at first glance replied to him.

  "What's the problem? Why are you talking like this??" 

   Dalon on the other hand was still confused and had no idea what was going on, asked him.

  "There is still some time left so I suppose I can show it to you"

  His comrade bends down to his son and pulls up his shirt, showing a round spiral symbol on the boy's stomach.

 " What in the world is that? Did you do that to your kid??"

  Dalon puzzled about it, said.

" I will go straight to the point,  please protect Zorazel for me. My superior wants the Golden Emerald for some unknown purpose but I stole it and sealed it in my son"

 The man replied with a tired but determined look on his face

  "The Golden Emerald? That godly artifact that was said to grant it's wielder unlimited access to unique magic and also extreme amounts of mana? I thought it was just a myth!"

  Dalon replied with a terrified expression on his face.

  "It definitely exists and it's in my kid's body"

  The man replied back to him

  " I see, so that is its symbol. You said someone was after you, who is it? Wait, don't tell me it's him??"

   Dalon who had calmed down, asked with a curious expression.

  "Yeah, it's him. He retrieved it from a group of monks after an ambush and was going to use it tonight but I took it from him. I looked for a better place to hide it but there was no time so I sealed it in my son" 

 " So he is coming here now"

  Dalon replied with a ready expression.

" No, I lost him while on the run but it won't be long before he finds me" 

  The other replied with a tired look.

 " What about your wife? Did she go on ahead before you?" 

   Dalon asked while being puzzled.

  " No, she didn't. She's already..."

 The man gritted his teeth while trying to reply.

  " Damn it. He got to her first"

  Dalon who noticed what he was trying to see, took a sip of wine. He sighed and cursed.

  The other warlock, with a look of desperation said to him, 

  " I think he was going to use the Emerald and eliminate the other Great Warlocks and possibly suppress everyone's mana so he could rule the whole Vanthrok. That would be possible if he still had it"

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  The other replied while staring at his friend.

   " I understand, I had suspected him for a while. I know that if it had remained in his hands, he would unleash hell on this world and..." 

   The former who was still talking was cut short as there were sounds of thunder and lightning bolts on the sky. 

  The latter heard this and replied,

  " He's close. I can feel it already" 

  He holds Dalon on his shoulders and said

   " For some reason, the Emerald is compatible with my son but that was not the case for him. That's why he tried to tamper with it. If he finds about my son, even I don't know what he will do. Please protect my son from that bastard!" 

  The man held Dalon at his shoulders and said to him in a hasty tone. 

 " I promise, I will do so even to my last dying breath" 

  The confused warlock replied after hesitating for a minute.

  " So this is good bye then" 

 " Father! Father, where are you going?" 

  The latter said while sighing heavily and as he turned to leave, his son ran to him sobbing and held him tightly asked.

 " I'm afraid that I can't say that, son but I will tell you this"

  The man with a look of longing and full of emotion controlled himself and replied while crouching down to his child.

  "What is it? Tell me!" 

  The child, unaware of the situation asked his father repeatedly.

  " Always know that your mother and I love you. From this time on, you will listen to what your uncle Dalon tells you to do right?"

  " Yes, I definitely will" 

 The boy said while cleaning his tears. His father hugged him tightly and soon let go of him while Dalon looked on.

 " Will you and Mother come back?

  As he was leaving, Zorazel asked him. 

 " I don't know about that but I have a feeling that we will see each other soon. Goodbye, son"

  The man replied while controlling his emotions, gave a nod to his close friend and then he left the house, vanishing in to the thin air. 

  " Alright, we have to leave this place soon" 

  Then Dalon began to prepare for both of them to leave and while doing that, he fed him some food. Soon he took the boy, left his home and headed in the direction of the South-Western kingdom of Longhak. Before it was morning, he had reached his destination with the little Zorazel asleep on his back.

   Later on days, weeks, months and years eventually passed and the boy was still under the care of Dalon. Soon the boy turned ten and he had grown to be more mature even for his age, then his uncle called him for a chat. 

 " Good day, Uncle Dalon. You called for me, is there any problem?" 

The boy came and greeted him while saying that.

  "There isn't but I have something to tell you" 

 " Well if it's about the thugs who were beaten up and turned in to the soldiers last night, they attacked me first so I had no choice to defend myself"

 Dalon heard this and chuckled lightly, taking a while to observe the boy's growth.

 " Actually no, that isn't what I had in mind but I have to say that's impressive"

 " I know, right?"

  The boy replied with a wide grin on his face.

  " Now let's get down to business"

  The man replied while staring at him. 

  " I see, I'm listening " 

  The young boy replied so with a relaxed expression and took a seat.

" I have been thinking about it for a while and now I have decided that it's time"

 Dalon replied with a stern look.

" Huh, time for what exactly?"

  The boy asked with a curious expression on his face.

  The man coughs a little to adjust the mood and then he said with a serious expression, 

  " I will tell you the story of our kind, the warlocks came to be in this world"