Greetings, I am Xander, also known as Xander Maria. I am about to share an extensive narrative about my life, please relax and enjoy. In a bygone era, in a place known as Angoria, surrounded by majestic mountains, resided a prosperous man named Alexander Maria and his wife, Elizabeth Maria. The couple had been married for approximately twenty-three years without the blessing of a child, which brought them much sorrow and tears. Nevertheless, they endeavored to find happiness by engaging in charitable acts, such as feeding the poor and donating to various causes, sometimes they even feed the homeless. This brought them some measure of joy, albeit temporarily.The Vacation.One day, Alex and Liz, as they affectionately called each other, decided to embark on a vacation. After much deliberation, they agreed upon visiting the enchanting Land of Veryptia, also referred to as the Island of the Gods. It was believed that long before the creation of the world, this was the abode of the gods, a captivating myth. The following day, Alex and Liz packed their belongings, mounted their caravan drawn by six horses, and commenced their journey. Veryptia was a considerable distance away, so they decided to camp at Mount Sygonn. They spent the evenings singing and enjoying delicious meals together before retiring for the night.Three days later, they arrived in Veryptia, a place of extraordinary beauty, inhabited by unicorns, dragons, and other mythical creatures. It featured three mountains: Mount Zyx, Mount Vizhia, and Mount Apholes. Alex and Liz rented a Veryptian apartment and cherished their time there, often waking early to witness the sunrise. Although they sometimes imagined having a child with them, they maintained a façade of happiness. As time passed, they continued to live contentedly together.Not A Happy Place.(Prepare yourself for a dramatic turn of events.)As previously mentioned, Alex and Liz were happy, but their contentment was short-lived. They soon realized that their entire vacation in Veryptia was an illusion—there were no unicorns or dragons, only demons. This revelation occurred when Alex discovered a book that he and Liz read together, unveiling the secrets of Veryptia. Long ago, the inhabitants of Veryptia killed an innocent elderly woman believed to be a witch and the daughter of Ma'azel, the devil. Before her death, she cursed the land, causing it to lose its beauty and transform everything into demons. To outsiders, Veryptia appeared beautiful, but to its inhabitants, it was torment. Upon reading the book, Alex and Liz's eyes were opened, and they realized they needed to escape, though they initially lacked a plan.The Birth Of A Hero.Alexander and Elizabeth managed to flee to a small island in Veryptia, but the demons continued to pursue them. Tragically, their horses, servants, and caravan man were sacrificed to Ma'azel. During this time, Liz unexpectedly became pregnant, and within a day, she gave birth to a child named Xander Maria, or Aragon. This marked the beginning of my story. I was no ordinary child; I was destined to defeat Ma'azel. I matured rapidly, reaching adolescence within weeks, and possessed considerable power. My first mission was to rescue my parents from this perilous place, even though I had not yet fully embraced the powers of Aragon.The Escape.Lacking an escape plan, I devised one. As demons could detect humans by scent, I infiltrated their base, killed five demons, and returned to the island with their remains. I used the demons' blood and skin to disguise my parents, allowing us to pass unnoticed. My parents had always dreamt of a joyful life with their child, free from demonic influences—yet the future is unpredictable.We successfully evaded the demons, and I vanquished a total of twenty demons, which I found unimpressive, given their reputation. The important thing was that we escaped safely. As we journeyed back to Angoria, my father led the way, as I was unfamiliar with the land. Upon our arrival, the people of Angoria were overjoyed to see my parents. When my father introduced me as their son, the townsfolk erupted in laughter, given that my parents had been absent for only eight months and returned with a teenage boy. Although my parents recounted our experiences, few believed them, assuming I was adopted. Nevertheless, they loved and cared for me, and we often watched the sunset together, fulfilling the dreams they had long cherished but not for long. On a fateful day, while I was engaged in fishing, I found myself succumbing to sleep due to the exhaustion accumulated over the past three weeks of tireless work. Suddenly, I experienced a slight pain on my forehead and subsequently collapsed, entering into a dream that was both frightening and wondrous. In this dream, there was a very terrifying demon, immense in size, with eyes of flames, red hair, sharp claws, and teeth stained with blood. I was frightened because it felt so real, as though it were not a mere dream.

Once upon a time, there existed a mystical town named Dreamswood, nestled amidst vibrant mountains and picturesque valleys. This enchanting locale was adorned with a diverse array of unique flowers and inhabited by mythical creatures, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a dream.Adjacent to Dreamswood was a town known as Deadwood, inhabited by goblins, leprechauns, and other mischievous beings. In stark contrast to Dreamswood, Deadwood was characterized by its ominous volcanoes and a toxic river.The king of Deadwood had three sons, two of whom exhibited typical goblin behavior. However, the youngest son was different, possessing a kind heart and known for his calm, caring, and gentle nature. Unfortunately, his father harbored disdain for him due to these qualities and wished for his demise.Conversely, the king of Dreamswood also had three daughters, two of whom had wings, while the youngest did not. Unlike the goblin king, the fairy king cherished his youngest daughter deeply and granted her every desire. This favoritism incited jealousy in her sisters, prompting them to devise a scheme to eliminate her.When the fairy king's daughters reached marriageable age, everyone desired to wed the youngest, as she was more beautiful than her two sisters. This intensified the sisters' envy, leading them to cast a spell on her while she slept, transforming her into a goblin. She would remain in this form until she found her true love.Meanwhile, in Deadwood, the goblin king banished his youngest son into the enchanted forest, which served as the boundary between Dreamswood and Deadwood, intending for him to perish from hunger and thirst. Though saddened, he had no choice but to remain there. As night fell and the cold set in, he managed to survive. He constructed a small cottage from twigs and wood. During its construction, a bear attacked him, but he managed to kill the bear and used its fur for warm clothing, enabling him to survive from day to day.On the other hand, when the king of Dreamswood discovered his daughter's curse, he was so disheartened that he wished to hide her from the public, but it was impossible, so he was compelled to banish her into the enchanted forest, for she was believed to bring misfortune to Dreamswood. However, the king vowed to find those responsible for cursing his daughter and bring them to justice.While in the forest, the little princess was frightened and uncertain of her next steps, but as the cold night descended, she was freezing to the brink of death. Just then, the young goblin prince, who had also been banished, discovered her. She was shivering, her entire body nearly frozen, so he escorted her back to his modest cottage, where a small chimney provided warmth. After she recovered, he prepared a warm porridge for her. Grateful, she inquired, "Who are you?" The goblin prince replied, "I am the youngest son of the goblin king, but due to my kind and gentle nature, I was banished to this forest to succumb to hunger and thirst." He then asked, "And who are you?" She responded, "I am the youngest daughter of the fairy king. Due to my beauty and lack of wings, my father loved me dearly, but this incited jealousy in my sisters, so they transformed me into an unattractive goblin."As days passed, the two young exiles often spent time together, and soon they began to fall in love with one another. At last, the young princess came to the conclusion that the goblin prince is, in fact, her true love.Meanwhile, at Dreamswood, the fairy king often reflected on the poor decision he made when he banished his daughter, and he frequently went days without food, consumed by thoughts of her. However, one day everything changed: the king received a letter that read, "Dear Father, I remain alive, saved by a goblin prince who was also exiled by his father. He rescued me when I was cold by providing warmth, when I was hungry by offering food, and when I was thirsty by giving me drink. Father, I wish to inform you that I have fallen in love with him, and I would be delighted if you could accept him. Please, Father, for my sake, we will come to the royal palace as soon as you grant my request."