Prologue

About a millennium ago, a powerful wizard named Xander Brookstone lived. In his time he was recorded to be the most powerful supernatural in the seven kingdoms and for the entire century of his life and till date. He could bend the elements into anything he so pleased and could bend the unbendable will of time.

One day Xander decided to create a book that would preserve this very magic, in the book he decided to write about all the chaorens, their magic, their history, their strength, and their weaknesses. He saw it as a Divine Book of Chaoren. That day as he finished up the book he sat in his home and didn’t attend to his garden, clean and feed his animals or walk around the village helping people. He held the book close to his chest. He then said with a light voice and chanted “Translatio mea potestate”, his subtle voice quickly became louder as the chanting continued. The book floated from his chest and immediately a large swarm of swirling green energy passed from his chest, straight from his heart where his magical core sat. The energy plunged into the book making it glow and cause a shockwave that the whole Earth felt. He was now half his power, he then staggered to his room with the book in one hand and his staff of nature in the other hand. He lay on his bed and slept off.

The shockwave that affected the whole planet caused the humans to be curious. They knew about the existence of the chaoren and Xander Brookstone and they hated him they used this as an opportunity to infiltrate his home. One fateful night, they barged into his home and questioned him.

“What was the cause of the shockwave, Xander?” asked a Chief commander.

“A shockwave?” asked Xander obliviously,” What do you mean by shockwave?”

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“Don’t play dumb with me,” said the man.

“Then don’t come to my house uninvited, now bye,” said Xander with a smile.

The army of about two thousand men who waited outside suddenly propped their guns towards the house.

“I see you brought everybody to visit me,” smiled Xander.

“Cadets, fire,” said the Chief.

The army immediately opened fire at Xander’s cabin. Xander knew that he couldn’t take all of them on as he had lost a lot of his magic to the book. He quickly shouted a spell that spread a huge forcefield over his house. The bullets bounced off the field and Xander chuckled.

They suddenly stopped their fire and changed guns, Xander’s eyes glowed in recognition.

The guns were armed with magic suppressants called witch hazel. He immediately teleported just away from the fire at the same time blinding the chief. He rushed to where he kept his wife and kids safe.

“Thalia,” he whispered beside his wife as she slept,” I will be one with the book and I’ll lose myself, I will die but make sure our son finds the book and destroys it as it is too late I am sorry for the mistake I made in its creation, it seems the humans know that it would destroy the chaoren,” as he spoke green energy surrounded his wife that kept her asleep but able to hear what he was saying. A tear dropped from his wife’s eyes. He summoned the book and did what he did in its creation this time a white light came from him and into the book. The book then glowed brighter. He noticed the humans were now shooting at his wife's home he quickly created a force field and whispered one last time as his eyes glowed a white blank. “Only my descendant shall be able to combine that which I am about to do” he grabbed the floating book. He then chanted with losing strength, “Teleportix,” a portal then opened. He whisked his pregnant wife into the portal but was unable to go with her as he had to destroy the fleet. He grabbed the book then said “Whoever shall combine these books must be with the help of my descendant and shall bring me back to defend the chaoren until then I rest,” and pulled on its sides hard until it became two, these then caused an explosion that killed everyone in the village including him. The books then flew together to the sky and parted ways, one to the north and the other to the south.