Prologue
291 Words
by Awenganda
A hundred years past after the great war between the Magicians and In Fernos.
The world became unbalanced,'hope' you'll never see.
Wrath and hatred filled the whole city.
Ungrateful species had rule other country.
But these species become more furious,when a mortal approach with bunch of news.
An old woman was chosen to foretell the future,whose been waiting ahead of time.
'A child will be born', she shouted as she looked at the people surrounding her, with her shaking b****y hands she pointed each person she sees. Her pale lips are quivering along with her cold body.
'A child will be born to end this cruelty, a child will be born to kept the world balance, a child whose destined to enlighten the darkness with happiness...and acceptance ' she paused and looked up to the sky, a faint smile formed into the women's pale thin lips.
'A child will be born to mold a great future. .. for all of us"
She laughed hard like a crazy women but then stopped and looked at the people. Her cold gaze pierced to the people as she again pointed each one of them.
"But these people act like deaf, like they weren't able to hear these fortunes. Some were glad other's not, asking when she'll be born"
"Is it the day when the world already heal itself? or when there'll be no light and the world will covered by darkness."
The words that the woman had spoke has been circulating throughout the continent, hope has been lifted and waited for the child of the prophecy. However it has been a decades past... and no Laiphar has seen, whether its existence or shadows.
The important prophecy that lift the people hopes... became a mystery and later of became a Legend.
Which is neither true... or not.
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End of Prologue
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