The world of Aeterna was a world of magic and fantasy. You had your typical fantasy world setting. There were Elves, the proud, beautiful, forest loving ancient long living race of people with pointy ears. There were beastmen of all types. There were demons with their thirst for blood and war. There were dwarves who loved to work with metals. There were brutal green skinned but stupid orcs. There were all kinds of beasts like hydras, chimeras, wyverns and finally the all powerful rulers of skies, the Dragons. Of course what kind of place is it without any humans. They are the most abundant of them all spanning many kingdoms. When you are struggling for survival the only thing you want is to survive. You are not greedy, you are not prideful, you are not arrogant. You will be content with what you have. When the living gets comfortable things start to change. You have a lot of pent up energy. You have a lot of time to relax, to think. Some people think good things. But the thoughts of others turns the wrong way. Greed, Envy, Jealousy, etc. You will never be comfortable with what you have. You will always want more. These things happen to every race. Perhaps a little bit more in humans. They started fighting each other and other races. Sometimes peace treaties will be made. Sometimes they will go for the blood of yesterdays allies. It's kind of an on and off thing. There will never be true peace. There were times of great strife but now those are past us. Now it's moderaively peaceful times.
The world can be cruel. You can survive either using your brains or perhaps your strength. But sometimes there comes along people who can be said to be the absolute powerhouses. Beings capable of shifting the power balance of the world. Magic made it possible in this world. But then again they are so rare that those are considered myths. Dragons are one of those exceptions. Nothing escapes a dragons wrath. Mere mortals cannot outshine a dragon. But sometimes there will come beings from every race capable of facing even the mighty dragons. Humans call them heroes. Orcs call them warlords. Elves call them their guardians. Demons call them lords. We are gonna talk about two such beings.
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Once upon a time there was an evil king. He was rotten to the core. He married many and killed them off through slow torture. His latest victim was a young girl whom he took fancy for. But that changed the fate of him and his entire kingdom. The parents of the girl were beings of great power. They were called heroes once. They were heartbroken when they knew of this and they attacked the kingdom and vowed to kill the king. They faced off against massive armies and won. They killed the corrupt king and his corrupt officials. They returned peace to the kingdom. They elected a new just king. One who would correct the mistakes of the old one. The father was called The War God Azriel and the mother was called The Arcane Goddess Eva. One was an absolute weapons master and the other was a godly magician.After that they just disappeared.
They lived for years in isolation inside a forest. Nobody knew where they where. Also nobody dared to enter that cursed forest anyway. They had their peaceful life for years. But it is said that nothing good lasts forever. One day a very distressed and wounded lady trying to escape assassins entered into the forest. She had a small bundle in her hand. She was protecting it from her pursuers. The old couple managed to kill off the assassins but were unable to save the woman. The bundle was safe and it contained a small child. And that would be me........