In a world where monstrous beasts roamed freely with no regard to weaker beings a single village was safe. This village was located in a valley with extremely tall mountains all around it. This hid the village from the monstrous magical beasts that roamed the wild and from the weaker magical beasts as well.

This village was named shangri la after its founder discovered it long ago. The majesty of this place is further enhanced by the well that is in the center of town.

The well sparkles with translucent waters so clear it is as if magic dwelled within and it did. The well that was located in the center of the village was as such a mana well. A place where the ley lines of the magical energy of the planet come just close enough to the surface that the water absorbs the magical energy called mana.

Two brothers were born in this village in the only place humanity can call home. The brothers named Adrian and Katal were both prodigies in their own right. Drinking from the mana well is a tradition that has been passed down throughout the generations. When both the brothers were given the water to drink as a coming of age ceremony they both gained enhanced abilities that have not been seen before.

The brothers gained the strength to fight overwhelmingly against the local beasts that attack from time to time. The two brothers were like legends as they kept the village safe for many years.

That is until one day when the sounds of many roars could be heard throughout the night. Almost immediately sounds of children crying and people shouting could be heard throughout the village. This of course included the two brothers that were deemed the protectors of the village at this point.

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Out of their respective tents two silhouettes appeared both rippling with muscle as proof of their training and fighting over the years. Both looked to be around middle age as their faces doned thick beards and many scars. Hair that flowed roughly down to their shoulders. Both were exactly the same height well above the average for the village.

The only difference between the two was oddly enough their hair color. Adrean had a head full of golden hair and Ketal had hair so black it blended into a starless night.

As the roars were heard yet again the two brothers went back and grabbed their weapons and headed out towards the noises as they said goodbye to their wives and children. Many hours passed since then and the villagers were starting to worry about weather the brothers would return or not when suddenly a man burst out from the woods at the border of the village.

Many people noticed the man that looked half dead with blood dripping down his arm onto the grass below. When someone was about to go up to the man wondering what happened they noticed.

It was Katal one of the brothers that went to defend the village. The village elder who was also the father of the two brothers started running towards the man wanting to ask what happened.

Katal suddenly yelled with a loud voice none had heard before. He yelled RUN while unconsciously using mana to allow for it to carry further.

Everyone present suddenly had a shocked look on their faces. frozen both from the loudness and its meaning.

Katal collapsed on the ground right then with a huge scratch would making itself evident all the way from his shoulder to his hip. Blood gushing out from the wound that was enough to kill a normal man.