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> The wolves were the dominant and the thrivers of this world but they were no where close to being united, they formed their own "clans" and ended up fighting aganist each other for the smallest of reasons. If a clan had stayed at a place for a long time, they claimed it their own and guarded it for the rest of their lives, during this time they would make "kings" and "lesser kings". The lesser kings would rule the rest of the clan-wolves and the kings would rule over the lesser kings. The kings had no direct control over the other clan-wolves. Sometimes wolves were exiled due to certain conditions during which they are thrown out of their clan-land for an undefined amount of time.

>   The king had a council comprised of five members and each council-member had the power to "make sure" that the king is doing what the king is supposed to do.

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The clan called "Ekac" was one of the many clans that had a clan-land of it's own, because of this many other clans try to infiltrate but fail to do so. Darkuno was just another wolf of the clan "Ocohc" who wanted his clan to have a land of its own. He had gained this desire ever since he was young and had trained his hardest till date, he had tried countless times to pass through many clan-lands to infiltrate into it's council but had failed countless times. People called him "the failing lord" because he had not yet suceeded even once in infiltrating a clan-land, other than that despite countless hours of practice and devotion, he was still of a "beginner" skill-level, his parents passed away right after his birth, their existence is unspoken of in their clan, he lived alone ever since his date of birth passed four times already, he had heard about the death of his caretaker, she had died in the hands of land-owners, "no one questions them" was the response he was given. It had made him furious "They have one thing we dont and thats all that makes them superior? Thats insanity!". Ever since that day he had swore to take away the land from the land-owning-clans, he had devoted everything for becoming stronger, smarter and faster to break through those guards of the clan lands. But due to this low-compability with combact he couldn't do much, he was also a famous failure along with a complete one. People used to say "Only miracles can help you now cub" and a miracle did happen, one evening when he was training to do the basic combact techniques he was called by a fellow cub with dark brown fur - Elvis.

"I see you training daily without break and yet I am a better fighter than you, dont hurt yourself trying something that's not meant for you"

"Why dont just leave me alone, I will do whatever I want to do" 

"I am here to help you become a better fighter"

"As you have been seeing, I am already training for that"

"But you are not meant to be a warrior, but a [ mage ] just like your parents"

After that Darkuno was taken through a narrow tunnel, which could have been mistaken as a concrete wall by any casual observer, then into an abandoned building and then into a basement of some sort where he saw around five more wolves staying still, he saw a few more magically dissappearing and appearing at another place close to the initial spot.

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 "Is this..?!"

 "Yes, this is what your parents were part of, [ the mage society ] "

One of the wolves standing at the end of the basement hallway approached us, he also had dark brown fur, his name, as told by Elvis, was Krodos.

 "So you've found a new member for us"

 "He's the son of [ those two ] "

 He was shocked and observed Darkuno for a long time

 "But he resembles neither, are you sure it's him?"

 "Yes, I can stake my honour upon it"

 "Well if that's the case, then the qualification test must be a piece of cake for him, right?"

Elvis started stammering and his voice lowered "Yes it is"

Darkuno seemed to play along and he proudly exclaimed how it would be a piece of cake for him, this made Elvis feel a bit more unconfident and insecure.

Krodos' reply was unexpected

"Then he shall take it right at this moment"

Elvis started panicing but somehow calmly whispered to Darkuno

"Just imagine and believe" 

Darkuno was led across a path into a huge room where there was another wolf present, she had light brown fur.

"I am Vaati and I shall conduct your test. We shall begin right after you say your name"[br /]

"My n-name is.. "

Darkuno took a ready-stance

"Darkuno"

Suddenly Vaati dissapeared from sight and a chilly voice was heard from behind Darkuno. "It has begun"

Darkuno was frozen with fear, he was at a point where he could almost stop breathing due to the shock and fear he was experiencing, his body was not obeying him at all. Vaati appeared right in front of him, he lunged at her hoping for the impossible, she dissapeared and appeared at another spot.

This was his first brawl aganist a mage.

That was the breaking point since he knew what awaited if he din't pass this test or rather, if he couldn't win this brawl because the only way a brawl ends is when one of the two faces

      [ Death ]

And it was what awaited him and that feeling of powerlessness imposed made him go hysterics, he started running around the room hoping for some miracle to occur, despite the room's humongous size, he had nowhere to run.

Vaati was laughing.

[ Believe in yourself and imagine ]

Those words echoed in his ears, not because Elvis said it, but because they were the words precisely said to him by his caretaker.

He stopped for a brief moment, only to come back to his senses, he could not see Vaati anywhere, until he looked — up.

She had her claws firmly burried on the roof, her eyes were fixed upon Darkuno, she could not hide her eyes that were analyzing a stratergy and they started staring each other, during this time Darkuno had completely calmed himself down.. 

[ Imagine and Believe ]

He whispered those words to himself again and again.

All of a sudden he was hit hard on the head. At that moment he realised what had just happened, the "Vaati" on the roof was a clone, created by magic and the real Vaati had hit him hard, his insides were ringing and he felt dizzy.

[ Believe ]

"Heh, it's too late for that now" he whispers to himself

[ Believe in me ]

This time the voice was stronger, even without hearing it before he could tell who's voice it was, it was his

 [ father's ] voice...