Story, needs to be re-written
-Prelude-“This land is a land of peace, nothing could ever break that peace for if evil ever broke out into this world, I fear it would never cease and last forever. Praise be to the Mother who has given us everything including this beautiful peace that we bask in everyday. The evil one has been defeated forever because she has loved us.” – King Namar Ling’kin III 12as
It was twelve years after the salvation of the two kingdoms was promised by the mother through the angles declaration over the land. Peace had finally come upon the world known as Kiateth. There was a great sense of victory all over as the two kingdoms of man rejoiced and celebrated. For the enemy had been stopped in his evil tracks. However, it would seem that he still lurked in the shadows somewhere, for after the 12th year, darkness fell over the two kingdoms once again. This is the tale of the two kingdoms and the fall into an almost eternal darkness. This is the story of Kiateth.
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The castle to the kingdom of Ling’kin was vast. Its’ two tall white pillars leading into the main gates were as high as any man could see. Nobody remembers the days when the castle was built. No man has records from back in the day before time when the castles came down from the heavens, but all know that indeed this building was the work of the Mother herself. Its’ tall pillars marked the entrance to the even taller gate that led inside. Inside there was a grand staircase leading to a large doorway high above.“She has arrived,” said a soldier as he hit his partner before forming up and standing prone as a woman passed though the large doors under heavy escort.“Isn’t that the second time this week?” The other whispered to the first as he scrambled to his position.The first solder smiled as the escorting party and the woman left through the gate, “Rumor has it that his majesty has taken a liking to her…”
King Namar Ling’kin III sat on his throne in deep thought with his muscular build slouched over in his seat. He had still not become used to the throne. Even after twelve years he couldn’t sit still. He was a warrior and the sword had been his life up until his father had been taken by the Mother. He took over the kingdom at the age of 25.“How can she be so beautiful… so lovely… so perfect?” The kings aide offered no response to the questions offered to him by his highness, “alas, you will see one day she will sit here as my queen. One day all will see her perfection sitting in her perfect throne.”Indeed Namar was taken by this woman, her long blonde hair flowed in his dreams and her smile sweetened his thoughts.
“Some say his majesty isn’t the only one.” The larger of the two guards said as they watched the woman and her escort move on down the road past the gate where they stood. “Rumor has it she has stolen the heart of J’hndor as well.”“You’re a fool, aye she’s a beautiful woman but to have the heart of both Kings of Kiateth is absurd.”
Nobody knew the heart of the woman, but soon everyone knew the heart of the king. King Lamand J’hndor who sat in the twin castle to that of the kingdom of Ling’kin thousands of miles away watched as the woman left his sight followed by her escort. This young king watched with passion as his love left the castle.“She is the perfect woman, in every way she is perfect. The perfect woman to make my queen.” The kings aide nodded and smiled…finally Lamand had found love.Indeed he had for her words where like a sweet violin to his ears and her eyes where liked pearls to his.
Word soon spread throughout the two kingdoms of man, throughout J’hndor and Ling’kin that the kings had found there love. But there was deception in the air and soon both kings knew of the others love for the same woman.“It would seem we have a problem my good friend.” Namar set his fork on his plate unwilling to finish the meal in front of him as he looked into the eyes of Lamand, “but this one woman cannot tare our unity apart so I say she can go with you.”“Namar are you sure, I could never unless it had your true blessing.”“Indeed it does, our friendship and our kingdoms are far more important then the emotions of this heart.” Namar looked to his friend across the long table, holding back the pain from his voice.Lamand was filled with joy, “she must have told Namar she wanted to be with me…” he thought to himself as the words of thanks never slipped out of his mouth, instead he lowered his eyes in respect, “May the mother bless the sacrifice you have made today for your kingdom as well as mine, I will never forget this my friend.”
There was rain the night the woman traveled to the castle at the center of the kingdom of J’hndor, some call the rains of Kiateth the “Tears of the Mother”. The woman’s beauty never left her that night, even as she lay in the muddy path, her escort laying with her, her favorite color now the color that marked their fate as blood trickled from there still bodies.
Lamand watched from his window of his room for his lovely to come, the rain poured harder than it ever had and he feared she would catch cold being out there during the Mothers weeping. Lamand called for his best men to meet up with her and make sure she was warm and safe as she made her way into his waiting arms.
“You…” Lamand couldn’t get the words out, there was so much he wanted to say to him, so much he wanted to do to him but the only thing he could get out was the one word, “you…”“Lamand, it was thieves. You know it was, look at the evidence! Why are you so blinded?” Namar looked into the eyes of his friend and saw the hurt, the anger, the rage inside as he stood there behind royal guard.“You…you think I don’t know what you did?! You think you can sit back and blame thieves for your crimes?!? You murderous bastard you killed her! You couldn’t have her so you KILLED HER!! Well we’ll see who has the final say in this…WE’LL SEE who is the next to die, might the Mother so help me I will take your kingdom from you…everything you are from you just before I take your life with my own hands…” Lamand burned his words deep into Namar before he exited the Ling’kin castle. Nemar stood unable to move as war was just declared against him by his best friend. After he had given up his love to him for the sake of peace…now she was dead and so was the peace. There where no words to express the emotion, no poet could write the words in his heart at that moment. The native tongue of his soul was left speechless.The silence was broken by Namar’s aide “Truly we’re not going to…”“Defend our home? Indeed we are, prepare the men…”
Chapter 1
Broadswords clashed together as the two men breathed hard for they had been fighting for a good hour now. The men continued to clash swords over and over, never getting a clear shot. The clangs of the swords where only matched by the sounds of annoyance and anger rising in both men. Around them the same scene could been seen all over the battlefield of the Fethos plains. The sight of thousands of men in heavy armor and swinging there broadswords high against another. Neither side ever taking hold of victory…“End this! We don’t have to fight this war anymore…do we even know why we fight?” The son of King Namar Ling’kin VII peered into his fathers eyes. “Why must you continue this useless fight father?”“We fight because the invasion never stops…we fight because our homes are ravaged everyday by those savages, our crops burnt down everyday. The gates of this kingdom are held up by the weight of our blade. If we lay that down then the efforts of my father and his father and his fathers father have all been in vane. We are the…”
“Victims, the enemy will never give up there fight to rule over us. We can only hold our ground and fight on. The only path to peace is in the destruction of the Ling’kin forces.” Xaios J’hndor smiled as he looked over his troops gathered just within the city gates of Kieck, the largest city in the kingdom of J’hndor. “Men we will not rest! We will defend our very right to live and we will see victory over the enemy!” The crowds cheered as Xaios raised his golden sword to the heavens. “The Mother lied to us and left us to die! But we rise up and realize that the powers of a god could not even put us under!”
“The Mother lied when she promised peace and even as she tried to destroy us we push on more powerful then ever…not allowing her to control our fates as we move beyond her jurisdiction. This war will end my son, once Xaios and his kingdom are burned to the ground and we show the Mother she was wrong to test us so harshly.” Nemar was not unlike his father, infact he still held the same passion as his forefathers, the Nemars before him. His passion was the J’hndor’s destruction, as well as his revenge on the Mother herself.
The world had not seen a peaceful day since war was declared back in the old kingdom. Many years have passed and many generations have died at the hands of the great war. No man had been saved, no person had an excuse not to fight unless they where a child or woman. All men fought, and all men died for the sake of the advancement of the kingdom for which they fought. Everyone grew up with the hatred, the passion against the other kingdom. Grew up hearing the stories of how the other kingdom waged this war, and how the one kingdom would one day rule over all of Kiateth.But nobody ever remembered why…why the war started.
“You blame the mother for the war we fight, the books all say the mother is to blame for this, that after she promised the great peace she came down and pitted man against man…if this is true wouldn’t ending the war be going against the mother? Wouldn’t ending the hate and the death mean rising up past the mother?”Namar looked slightly annoyed but kept his tone in check with his son, “The mother pitted the enemy against us to destroy us child…as we wage against the J’hndor and win victory over the evil that is in that kingdom. The mother will be stopped in her tracks and this kingdom will rise above the gods and we will create our one peace, as the mother creates pain.”
The clangs of swords and the screams of pain where always heard in the distance. Always did the cries of war shake the very earth. Kiateth was death as the stains of blood covered her soil. The whole world battled, all wanted war and all fought with pride except for one child.
“Father you are blinded by your fathers blindness. You only see the hate, this whole world is blinded by hatred. You are as adolescent as you are full of yourself!”“Xan I will not be talked to by…”“By who? The first son of J’hndor to not carry on his fathers name in 7 GENERATIONS?! I will have nothing to do with your war any longer. You have your war, you take your pride and fill it to the brim but I will not help you when you fall.” The 22 year old Xan D’han J’hndor took the back of his hand and slapped his father across the face before walking away.The royal guard looked to the king for orders but he just shook his head, “let the boy go, he follows his own path and indeed he will live his life as he sees fit.”Xan exited the castle gates, tears gathering in his eyes as he looked to the many paths that led away from his home. He heard the battles waging in every direction and he grew even more angry. He picked up a stone and tossed it into the air in rage screaming out to the nothingness that was now his life. Then suddenly, as the stone dropped to the ground he looked to one of the paths. This path was hardly marked and was grown over. Nobody had gone into this path for many years. The sign read “Forest of Sembos” Xan looked over the sign he had seen a hundred times in his life with a new fascination. He remembered his father telling him the old stories of Sembos, and the meaning of the word in the old tongue being “Mother’s Death”. The path called his name, the sweet whisper of the wind pushed him down the forbidden path that led to certain death. Xan headed deep into the Forest of Sembos.
Chapter 2
The old man sat in his chair, deep in study of yet another book. The light of his candle illuminated the bound pages of the ancient looking book. The sound of silence marked the small cabin as slowly he turned the page, a grin starting to show on his gray face as his lips formed the words he read.“Kai mean no ma teath tama…The cat’s paw will show the true powers…meaos nan d’han et na Megos seck ne mosaaed na me…powers see the red dark as night and the white angles feathers formed against each other as…mjjic aca jemok…magic was the key.”The man studied the words and translated as he read then stopped as he reached the final words and repeated them, “mjjic aca jemok…magic was the key…” He said that over and over in his head as if he solved a great puzzle. “mjjic kendos fe ma d’han…Magic was great, Red dark as night was the fate.”
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Eighty-three years later and the two kingdoms still fought, there where few cites or towns left that where not under the protection of the great walls constructed too protect the castles and kingdoms from the onslaught of war, it was less about kingdom advancement and more about keeping the other side out. The fighting was at a standstill, but the cries of war continued.
“Sire, here are the losses of today.” A solder walked up to King Jennao J’hndor and handed him a paper, nodding his head in respect, “also majesty, the men have noticed a change in the wind surrounding the area of Sembos…a few men have reported to me that ‘the wind screams with a chilling laughter.’” The solder took a step back and bowed his head slightly.“Thank you Malachi, tell your men not to fall into the mother’s traps and to keep an eye out for enemy raiders…reports have come in saying that they are planning a hit and run on gate three.” Jennao had to look up to the seven foot tall monster of a man whom he was proud to call his first. “Malachi, I want you to post three men at the entrance to the Sembos path…if anything happens I want to be notified immediately.”“Yes sire, it will be done.” Malachi took another step back an turned then quickly walked away…his plated armor clanging as he walked.He had felt something from that place for the past few days, that place of evil. As Malachi walked out of the castle he looks at the sky over the evil place. The sky was dark as night, something was approaching, he could feel it deep I his soul…the mother was working an evil plot against them down that path…the Sembos path…the path of death. And yet as he got closer to the path, now with his best men following him, he heard a voice. The voice called to him like the seduction of a beautiful woman, it called his name, louder as he approached the path. Suddenly he was alone, standing in the tall grass looking down the darkness of the path, the faint hint of his men yelling behind him but all he could hear was the voice, he needed to find her. Malachi moved further down the path, letting the voice move his body…letting her call him. A Cabin was built at the end of the path, deep in the forest. It was a small one man log cabin, and as Malachi laid eyes on it the voice stopped. For the first time he looked around, just now realizing he had walked down the path of death…he must had been walking for at least an hour. The man looked to the cabin again, fear rising up in his heart…but he pushed it away and decided to see where he had been led.
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The old man stood up, his face…his body changing as he stood. His face now full of life, his hair now full of color. He finally understood now, and now came his reward. The man looked to his hand as he opened it, and a long-sword appeared in his hand. His other hand pushed his long dark hair out of his eyes as plated armor appeared on his body. This man, who now looked to be twenty-one smiled wide, then he looked down to his armor and shook his head, with a wave of his hand the plated armor was replaced with long black robes.For eighty-three years he had been studying this thing he had given the name “magic” and now finally it had come to him. It had been shown to him, placed in him, and now…it was time to show the world his gift. The man tossed up is arms and in an instant the walls of the cabin shot up in flames. He laughed as he walked though the doorway of the burning cabin and pulled his large hood over his head.
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Just then Malachi saw something strange, as he ventured closer to the quiet cabin he saw a young man dressed in dark robes. Then as the man lifted his arms Malachi was shot back a few yards as the cabin was suddenly ablaze. Then he watched in horror as the man came though the flames untouched by the fire. He watched as the man threw fire from his hands, catching tree after tree on fire. Then the man saw him.
The man saw him, and was intrigued that anyone came down his path. There hasn’t been anyone down his path in over eighty years. The robed man walked towards Malachi, soon towering over the kings best. “Who are you, why do you come down my path?” The man asked with a grin.“I am the King’s general, I have been ordered to find out what is going on down the Sembos path.” Malachi couldn’t understand why he was answering this man, but he couldn’t stop himself.“Ah, I see…the king of J’hndor I would expect right? You’re his right hand…interesting.”
Chapter 3
Malachi’s men stood at the entrance into the Sembos forest for three hours after Malachi himself just left them for the path. They stood there as ordered hoping they would see him again but knowing better. Then as if a ghost appearing in the night, a figure could be seen down the path. The men tried hard to see who it was but it was in vain, they unsheathed there swords and prepared for the worst as the figure moved closer.“You guys are such twits, scared of old ghost stories, I should kill the lot of yea.” Malachi’s voice was heard just as he came into view. “Too scared to even follow me in, I could have been killed you jerks.”“Ah, common sir, you know you believed the stories too.”“Well there is nothing down there and here I am, alive and well. I’ll go report to the king, you three stay here, in case the boogie man shows up.” Malachi laughed hard as he walked towards the castle, a laughter unlike the others ever heard from him before.
King Jennao J’hndor sat on his throne looking over some papers and strategizing the next attack against the enemy forces. Malachi walked in, followed by the king’s royal guard, the King nodded them away and looked to Malachi, “I do hope you have good news for me Malachi, I am sick of bad news…”Malachi just walked around the throne room not listening to the King at all, “its interesting how some things never change, isn’t it?”Jennao looked to Malachi with rage in his eyes, “Commander Malachi! You will listen to me when I speak! What news do you have?!”Malachi now looked out the window of the room looking out towards the court yard. “Ah, calm down you old whiner, at least father could keep his cool.”Jennao stood to his feet and shouted for the guards but nothing came out, Malachi looked to the King with a smirk as Jennao’s eyes became wide at the realization that he could no longer move, “don’t you see, your time has come old man, your sitting on my throne and I want you gone.” Malachi’s body melted away like a candle to the flame as he moved in front of the king. What was under the melted flesh was the man in the black robes. “Jennao Negas J’hndor, the second son…your not worthy of your throne. Say hello to your long lost brother Xan.”The king spoke as Xan allowed him too, “how are you doing this?”“Mjjic my brother, Magic. That’s what this is all about. This war, your whininess, this world. Everything is controlled by the magic, and now I control the magic.” Xan’s eyes where calm and quiet as he moved around the room.“You can’t be him, you can’t be doing this.” Jennao’s last words fell away from his lips as he sat in his throne alone. His last thoughts not his own as he signed the paper in front of him. His actions not his own as he pulled his sword from its sheath and ended his term as king.The kingdom of J’hndor stood in silence that day, the first day of silence since the war began so long ago, as the stranger from a distant land was named king. As was Jennao’s final wish. This stranger promised an end to the war like all kings before him, but he had the look in his eye that almost made you believe him. Indeed after so long the line of the J’hndor was broken, in the first time in known history the line of kings had been broken, and now as a new king took the throne, as did it take a new name.
Chapter 4
“All hail his majesty, Xan Tama D’han!” The crowd exploded as the new king was announced to the masses.As Xan walked out of the balcony to speak to his people he looked around and spit on the ground as he spoke, “you are all weak, pathetic. You couldn’t fight your way to victory in ten thousand more years. As you are right now you have no chance of victory, and the Ling’kin forces will destroy us all. Its only a matter of time.” Xan stood there and watched with a smirk as the people started to shout against his words. Then Xan raised his hands in air, and all was silent once again as again he spoke, “under the rule of the J’hndor where have you gotten? Have you expanded your boarders? Have you destroyed your enemy? Do they even fear your name? No. But in all this there is hope for this kingdom, and all will FEAR THE NAME D’HAN!” Xan’s voice was amplified to an inhuman level as he spoke louder and with more passion, “you will learn the art of magic! You will fight and you will destroy the enemy. And I promise you in less then five days from this moment there will no longer be a kingdom of Ling’kin. And the D’han kingdom will rule Kiateth FOREVER!”Xan was as good as his word. Xan and his men whom where trained in the basics of Xan’s magic stormed the walls of Ling’kin on the fifth day and by the end of that day the twin castle of Ling’kin was held by the forces of D’han. Xan looked on with a smirk as it was so easy to end such a long drawn out war, he laughed as the Ling’kin castle was destroyed with a simple flick of his finger. Then as the battle came to an end and the last of the Ling’kin where killed Xan sat on his throne as the king of not only his kingdom but now, also all of Kiateth.As Xan’s men celebrated and had there way with the women of the now dead nation that evening, Xan stood in the center of his court yard. He stood and looked up to the heavens and laughed some more, “You thought you could control us?! You thought you could rune us with your war?! WELL I DEFY YOU!! You so called mother, I defy you with powers greater then yours. I am now more powerful then your will. My powers ended your war and my powers will enslave these men, I will be there god, I will give them a god worthy of praise. Unlike you I will be here while you sit up there and do nothing but mock and laugh at us.” Xan laughed some more before he turned and walked away back to his throne. Back to his place to rule his people.“We have done it, I have taken you weak hearted slaves and given you a great power and with that you have taken the enemy and ended their terror forever in one day. After so many years it is over and now we live in celebration. We live knowing that the mother has nothing, no power over us any longer! We brake the lines of war and battle and now you men will live in fear of nobody but myself.” Xan stood in front of his men once again, his voice ringing all throughout the kingdom. Suddenly Xan walked up to a solder standing in rank and stared into his eyes, “I said you will fear me…I do not see fear in your eyes…lets change that.” The solder burst into flames suddenly but the man stood still and quiet as his flesh burned away and his bones crumbled to the ground. “You all will fear me or you will die.” With that Xan left his men with that stirring in there hearts. Fear rising and knees trembling at the sight of Xan’s great power.Xan ruled Kiateth, he ruled with an iron fist and no one dared go against his word because they knew it would mean certain death. The D’han spread throughout the world, and the magic soon became common to all…but nobody would ever reach the almost godlike power that Xan had acquired.Years passed and Xan’s godlike position grew, he was worshiped and he was feared and with each passing year his pride and greed only grew but as his strangth grew he became clouded and blinded to the things in the world just enough to let only a few stray and hide away…wishing only to escape Xan’s evil rule on Kiateth.
Chapter 5
“Papa, can’t we rest just a little?” The young man and his father walked alongside the east river for days. “Papa, common we can’t walk forever.”“Okay we’ll rest, but not for long. I fear we have not reached the limit of Xan’s sight yet.” The father quickly found a clearing on the river bank and sat on the ground with his legs crossed, he quickly closed his eyes and murmured a prayer.As he did so his son stood and looked to the river with a soft smile. “Do you really think she hears you father? Does she care at all?”The father opened his eyes and looked to his son. “She hears the cries of our hearts Kena. She will answer our prayers in the right time, in her time.” The father resumed his prayer.Kena continued to look on, it had been years since they left their home in search of a place away from Xan’s iron fist. Somewhere where they could pray to the mother in peace, somewhere where they could live in peace away from the evil that plagued this dark world.Just then Kena saw a white bird land on the calm water of the river. “Father come look at the beautiful bird the mother has blessed us with.”As the father looked up too see the bird he head a soft voice in his heart that told him to hold fast in his prayer. He closed his eyes again quickly and prayed more. Kena continued to look at the bird in awe, it was so beautiful. “really father you should see this…”Kena was cut off by the bird as it spoke in a soft female voice. “You have been tested.” The bird said to him. “You have been tested and she will bless you…”.Now the father looked up to his son who’s face was completely white with fear, then he looked to the bird and lowered his head in respect. “Finally great messenger you have come, praise the mother for she is good. We only seek to be separated from the evil of this land.”The bird walked towards the father then stopped and spoke again. “You have been tested and she will bless you, and you will become consecrated to her. You will become her warriors to fight the evil of this land.”The father’s eyes widened as the bird spoke. He had been praying since he was old enough to remember, just as his father had before him and now she had answered back. “Thank you messenger, we have been praying for Xan’s rule to end for three hundred years now, he is without death and fear he will never die and we would be under him forever.”“Do not fear, for only she is without death. The one named Xan has seen long life because his darkness extends into the very unica itself but I tell you he will die before the birth of the greatest one. She will give you the power to fight but only the one she sends you will live, he will be good. Keep your hearts open to him when he comes, remind your sons to remind their sons to watch for her gift to you for without him all will be lost and Kiateth will lay bare with nobody.” Just then the white bird turned into a ball of while light, then it pushed itself into the body of the father.“DAD!” Kena cried out as he watched the light disappear into his father. “Kena, its ok. The mothers blessing is on us. Son we are to spread this power we have been given. Don’t you see? We are no longer to run but to rise up this family.” Kena’s father spread his arms out and a white aura surrounded him. He lifted up one hand towards the water of the river and the river froze over with ice. “We are not like the destructive ones that live in fear and spit on the name of the mother my son, this is the day the mother has blessed us and our family name. Kena, son of Zebulun of the family Megos, you are to be the first to witness what will from now on be called the white magic of the mother. We are to spread this magic to all those whose harts are ready to be purified and all who partake in this magic shall become known as Megos for our name has been blessed and all who use the mothers gift shall also be blessed.”
Chapter 6“Here are the latest reports from Nebek provence lord Xan, it was as you said sire but the resistance was destroyed.” What was one a man now stood before Xan changed by the magic he and all of the D’han army have been using for generations, into a creature that only resembled human stature.“There is, something more…you will take your men and find for me a man and his son. They have been starting a little rebellion near Dacta’no and I will not have them live anymore. NOW GO BEAST!” Xan moved his hand slightly and the creature was thrown out of the room by Xan’s powers.“There is something very wrong about these two, what are you trying to do now you old bag? Is the ever so famous Mother trying to take me out of the picture again? Ha! I know what your up too, I see into your little plan but the powers you gave him are so weak. He will not last long against me, you have failed again Mother, forgotten about my eye you have. YOU CAN’T WIN!” Xan stood up screaming at the ceiling above him, “Your war is over and I have your people in the palm of my hand, they serve me now.”“You only give the light purpose, nothing more…” A voice crept into Xan’s head softly as though it was nothing but a breeze, “but your time draws near.”“You think so do you? You’ll never be able to touch me which.”
***“So Xan has finally come to destroy us has he?” Zebulun smirked as he looked to the oncoming rank of Xan’s black mages. “Its about time he noticed…”A man dressed in fine white robes stood next to his leader, his words muffled with fear. “Zebulun, we have prepared the men but…do you think they are ready?”“We have been blessed, we will use our blessing now.” Zebulun turned around to face his small rebellion that he had collected. “Sons of Megos! We will have our first victory today!”A loud cheer came from the three hundred men; all in fine white robes. And suddenly a large fireball landed just in front of Kena who was standing at the right hand of his father.“A warning shot, good…that means we can begin. MAGES READY FOR BATTLE!” As Kena’s voice sounded the battle ready order, every man in white robes pointed their hand to the heavens and in each hand appeared a wooden staff. After Kena did the same he pointed his staff to the rebel army, as he did so a large cloudlike sphere surrounded the rebels.“Very good, your getting better I see, you actually made the shield big enough this time” Zebulun looked to his son with a smile as a staff also appeared in his hand. “Time to recruit some more volunteers into our little club.” Zebulun reached his hands out towards the oncoming army of black mages and closed his eyes. He suddenly started to glow with a white energy until suddenly a wind picked up all around Zebulun. The wind circled around him faster and faster and then it just stopped and Zebulun opened his eyes. “The seeds have been planted, lets go.”
“You…” Xan’s eyes opened wide as felt the battle wage on in the distance. “you gave them access to the unica’s powers as well?”“Indeed, the white has been awaken. You are aware what prophecy says about you once the white awakens I am sure.” A woman sat in a chair opposite Xan’s throne. “As it is written Xan, your time draws near.”Xan sited the old texts again too himself, “meaos nan d’han et na Megos seck ne mosaaed na me…powers see the red dark as night and the white angles feathers formed against each other as…mjjic aca jemok…magic was the key”“Keep going, what does it say next?” The woman stood up, closely watching Xan’s movements.Xan thought for only a moment, “d’han…nemek no jonna maanano neka, eca ma kai nodun ke ma dos; The red dark as night will see too much power, and the greatest will be taken to make way…for the cat’s paw.” Xan looked to the woman then smirked. “There is no kai, no ‘cat’s paw’, nor is there anything that can take me. Not even you.”“The texts are right, you have been born the greatest of all men. You where born infused with the unica’s power, born to be the master mage of this world. You Xan are the most powerful being on this world and you have done your part well.” The woman walked up to Xan, suddenly his arm’s stretched out and he could not move. Then she moved closer and kissed his lips lightly before stepping back and looking at him once again. “But, you are no longer needed my love. Pitty, I was hoping to use you a little longer but your arrogance was…unexpected.” The woman’s eyes glowed with fire, then she was gone. Xan’s lifeless body lay still on the throne room floor.

Book Plan
Book One: War Cries
Starting: Great war's beginning

-Xan and the Sembos forest/path
-beginnings of Megos family
-first few battles between Megos and D'han in detail
-Kai's birth (time frame unsure...)
-Kai's childhood
-Xan's death (time frame unsure)
-Detail work with Demar and "dead brother" (still unnamed...)
-dramatic working up to final battle on Kiateth (D'han and Megos sit at same table?)
-make sure its known that Kai shouldn't be able to use time spell!
-"dead brother"s death...Kai enraged...flashback?
-Kai uses time spell...plans on using to save "dead brother"
-Kai vanishes...not seen again until final paragraph of book
-Demar caught in vortex
-Mother's tear...(alot of rain falling during the entire ending)

Ending: Mother sends Omega (name still in the works) Kai uses time spell...final sceen with Kai standing all alone on Kiateth

Book Two: Solitude
Starting: Kai standing alone on Kiateth

-Kai's journey starts...(flashbacks too battle, Demar being sucked into vortex with Kai)
-Kai searches Kiateth for Demar
-finds unica?
-Kai finds old Megos castle (time frame unknown)
-Demar appears on "Kenza's World" (get name from Bev)
-Demar hiding and watching
-Demar taken in by busnessman...soon aquires Job at "evil company"
(review Demar story with Beverly...)
-Tlieaxu enters story, short side story between Demar storyline
-Demar soon raises up to lead sed organization...
-company seems to want all "Katgoyles" gotten rid of
(detail on Katgoyles...)
-back to Kai, he continues his search...always pushing his powers to the limit
-Kenza the mind-controled assasen comes to kill Demar
-she cannot get past Demar's magic...
-Demar cures Kenza of her mind-control....
-Demer learns of man who might know magic...
-Tlieaxu is sent to Kiateth...
-200 years after the time spell, Tlieaxu appears on Kiateth and meets up with a surprised Kai
-Kai is informed by Tlieaxu of Demar
-Kai's powers still cannot see Demar even onthe other world (Demar is "dead" at this point)
(some work needs to be done...Kenza actually is supposed to Kill Demar...story edit.)

-Ending: Dramatic leadup to Kai's powers searching for Demar...at the same time Demar's death occurs.

Book 3: Home
Starting: Kenza no-longer brainwashed, supposed to be sent to Kiateth to meet up with Tlieaxu...ends up on Jinnorra (strange world...)

-Detail about Jinnorra, what Kenza thinks as she first appears is what the world becomes...
-Clan Castle
-back to part where Kai can't find Demar again
-Kai looks for Kenza at Tlieaxu's request
-find her on Jinnorra and Kai and Tlieaxu go there
-Kai and Tlieaxu find what is now called "The Katgoyle Clan"
-Kai spends much time on Jinnorra, becomes protecter of clan
-back on Kiateth you see an old book, then a dark man...
-Kai enjoys peaceful life on Jinnorra
-Kai returnes to Kiateth to train
-Man confronts Kai, man is soon found out to be Xan
-Battle commences
-Tyshya appears...as well as a strange little wizard
-strange little wizard turns out to be Demar
-Three use Tricast (name still in the works)
-Xan distroyed

Ending: Back on Jinnorra, little girl appears...

Other Books:
RDaN: The Jinnorra Chronicals
Staring: Kenza appearing on Jinnorra

-little girl
-Kai's death
-Kaimar's appearance
-rebirth of D'han
-attack on Katgoyle clan
-Kai's Rebirth
-battle gets crazy...clanners die...
-everything stops but girl and Cheska
-girl crys, everything explodes in a magical mess
-Kai wakes up beside castle, everything is as though the battle never happened
-Kai realises that Kiateth and Jinnorra have been murged
-Kaimar starts the gray mage fact.
-Kai explains that little girl was child godlike creature
-after a long time, Kai goes up to the heavens and faces off against the Mother

Ending: :)

RDaN: Darkness; The Story of Xan
-Xan's life story from birth till his death

RDaN: Tales
-Short stories of Kai's adventures

other writings 2
Prelude

This story starts thousands of years ago, before the times of magic and war, before the times of destruction and chaos. The world known, as Kiateth was a peaceful world ruled by two kings. Both kingdoms shared resources and lived in peace until the one day, the Kings of the kingdoms of J’hndor and Ling’kin both fell in love with the same woman. The two kings began to hate the other, and during a trip into J’hndor territory the maiden died at the hands of thieves. King Ling’kin was outraged that J’hndor could allow this to happen, while King J’hndor thought that Ling’kin sent the thieves. The two kingdoms waged war on each other, no one kingdom ever stronger then the other. The kingdoms fought through hundreds of years never stopping once, no one person ever remembering why they are fighting the other, only knowing the hate they have for the other.

Chapter One: Xan

The forest of Sembos is a dark lonely place, hidden in the shadows of the outside word, cut off from society the forest lives in deep slumber. Within this deep slumber lives a man who had once fought in the hundred year war but ran away in fear and hid in the forest to hide from the death and the noise of battle. Living in peace during the day but slowly being ripped apart by his own dreams of family long since passed on. Xan would soon be driven mad if it weren’t for a walk he took in the forest one day.
Xan had finished the morning’s routine of washing, eating and listing to the latest news of the war on his radio, he had then decided to take a walk through the forest to ease his mind. This was a common thing for Xan to do. He would walk and walk until he almost lost sight of the large tree that marked his clearing and his home, but this time he kept going. For hours he walked through the thick, dark forest. He thought about his family back in J’hndor. He thought of the war, the hundred years of war that plagued this world, he thought about lucky he was to be away from it all, he thought about how he was so tyred, he thought about the dreams and the weather. He thought so much for so long that they all started to bled together into one single thought, then all thoughts where gone and the night had come.
Xan was worried; he had lost his way and did not know where home was. He started to run. No reason or direction foretold in his mind, he just ran. No one had ever wandered this deep into the forest, then again no else had known about this forest as far as he knew, he needed to find shelter for the night. He stopped, sweat drenched his skin and he could not run any further. He looked long and hard for a place to shelter him for the night, “a cave to the north” a voice told him, “its not far, hurry”. Xan headed north as fast as he could until he found the cave, an ancient looking cave. Xan entered the cave slowly, then…nothing.
Xan awoke with a start; he climbed out of his bed with a puzzled look on his face. “The dreams are getting very odd” Xan had thought to himself.

Tysh
Your eyes fall to a picture of a rather charming young male. His arms are wrapped around a stunningly beautiful young female child. Both have cat hears but human faces and bodies. They seem so happy. Carefully you turn the thick browned page and fall upon words. You start to read; realizing the odd book is a pure explanation and identification of someone. Soon your are engulfed in the story.
My beautiful daughter, Tyshya Ruby Hawkings, was born as a healthy wolf pup. I wished her father could have seen her, but he had died a month after I had found out that I was pregnant...
Ruby?” A young male’s voice echoed out into the night. Then a small howl came back his tiger ears. He smiled and waited. Suddenly platinum colored wolf ling came bounding to him, stopping a few feet from him. Quickly it started to change form, and in no time a young female with large white tiger ears on a human body stood before him. “Yes Tyson?” Her sweet innocent voice answered, as her hands swept behind her back and under her feathered gargoyle wings...
“Tyson!!” Ruby screamed into the night air threw the other sounds of horror. Her brother staggered and fell to his knees. She ran to his side, her form almost purely human, except for those white tiger ears and white tiger/gargoyle tail. She had tears streaking down her face as her beloved brother fell into her outstretched arms, almost limp. “Tyson...” She cried softly, looking into his eyes. He reached his furry hand up and gently stroked her face, wiping his younger sister’s tears away. “You have to be strong Ruby. Leave here before you are hunted and killed too.” His voice was shaking, weak, and growing softer. Ruby shook her head, holding his hand against her cheek. “No.Don’t speak, you’ll be ok.” Tyson’s eyes looked saddened by her words. He tried to pull himself away from her, pushing her away. “Go Tyshya!” he cried, trying to make her go. She looked at him almost hard, she still wouldn’t budge. “Tyshya GO NOW!” He could see a poacher running towards them from behind her. He gave her a huge shove, sending her back a few feet. She looked at him stunned, her hand slipping from his. She was so young and innocent; she couldn’t quite grasp the whole situation yet. “NO!” She cried, but stood and started to back away. Tyson waited till she was out of sight, then he reached down to his ankle and pulled out a gun. “You’ll never have me.” He growled raising it. His wound was already serious, but he could still be saved. The man reached him and tried to wrestle the gun away. Tyson fought with all he had left, shooting and killing the human mutant. Another shot rang out, and hit Tyson in a vital spot, killing him almost instantly. Tyshya watched from high up in a tree as a white tiger. She turned and ran...
She doesn’t remember much that happened over the next few years, but she does know that she never again trusted any male. Tyson was all the family she had left, and he was suddenly ripped away from her in her youngest years. She hardly ever used her middle name anymore...
The race that Tyshya is remains a mystery. Some would call her a freak; others would call her a mutant. And still others would call her a prized possession. Non the less, she was born as a wolf pup. Later she was raised for a few years as a white Siberian tiger, and could shift her form into a half human/half tiger or wolf body. After her mother died, she became aware that her father was gargoyle, and she could also become a gargoyle. She could also mix the forms up and become something very unique. After her brother died when she was seven, she discovered she could become anything she wanted.
If you’re lucky enough to see Tyshya, you’ll probably see her in her human/garg/tiger form. Her eyes are always a platinum/ silver color, and are look pools of liquid. Her face structure will be human or wolf, tiger, or gargoyle. She never becomes fully human. Her ears are always her white tiger ears, and she always has a tail. Her hair is thigh length and curly. Most of the time it’s ash black with white streaks, but sometimes it’s white with black streaks. She is about 5’9 in her half-human form and weighs close to 176 pounds. Most of her weight is muscle, even though it doesn’t show too much. She has a good strong build, her abdomen are strong and relaxed. Making her belly look slim.
Usually she wears navy green pants that are loose and a bit baggy. With white stripes going down the sides. Her shirt is usually a velvety light tank top with spaghetti straps. Sometimes she’ll wear a navy green vest over. She also has a few other outfits that she wears.
On her left upper arm she wears a crystal armband that is pretty thin. Around her left ankle she wears a thin intricately detailed anklet. She always wears a foreband with a black diamond in the middle. In the center of the diamond there is a rotating platinum colored crescent moon, given to her by her brother.
She usually carries carries an ax-saber. The blade arched slightly. She usually used her ax-saber. But when she is out she carries a light dagger strapped around her right thigh. She also likes to use a staff and a samurai double bladed sword. She’ll also use an old school hand gun if need be. She owns a suit of armor but rather uses chain mail.
Her personality is different and as unique as she is. Mostly she keeps to herself and remains a mystery to others. She tends to be very quiet, and seems to avoid males. She never lets anyone get to close to her.
You take one last look around; you notice a most remarkable carved songbird flute sitting on a small corner table. The table is covered in soft white fur, setting off the dark tanned wood of the flute. Suddenly your eyes meet another pair of eyes. They belong to a red tailed hawk. It suddenly squawks and flaps it’s wings, jumping to the side of the stand it’s on. You jump back in surprise. ~Tell anyone what you just read, and you’ll die slowly and painfully.~ That voice runs into your thoughts again, scaring you more. You make a quick exit from the room and run down the corridor and back to the great hall. Your heart in your throat. Those words haunt you for the next few days and every now and then after words.

The Story of Kiateth, back-story of Kai and Demar
This story starts thousands of years ago, before the times of magic and war, before the times of destruction and chaos. The world known, as Kiateth was a peaceful world ruled by two kings. Both kingdoms shared resources and lived in peace until the one day, the Kings of the kingdoms of J’hndor and Ling’kin both fell in love with the same woman. The two kings began to hate the other, and during a trip into J’hndor territory the maiden died at the hands of thieves. King Ling’kin was outraged that J’hndor could allow this to happen, while King J’hndor thought that Ling’kin sent the thieves. The two kingdoms waged war on each other, no one kingdom ever stronger then the other. The kingdoms fought through hundreds of years never stopping once, no one person ever remembering why they are fighting the other, only knowing the hate they have for the other.

Nearly one-hundred years into the great war, a man named Xan who lived in the woods, never hearing to battle cries of either side learned to use the forces of magic. Xan was a man not pure of heart, he was a very evil man indeed so in that fact, the magic he used was called Black because it caused the hearts of those who used it to darken. Xan called out the name of who’s kingdom he wished to defend, the kingdom of J’hndor, but he did not wish to protect the kingdom, he wished to rule it. Xan used his dark powers to cause great pain within the king’s sleep until the King of J’hndor went mad and named Xan the new king before he killed himself. Xan changed the way war was waged from that time on, he taught his forces to use the Black magic and to bring fire and death to those that would stand in there way, the Kingdom of Ling’kin.

During the time of Xan’s reign he renamed the kingdom of J’hndor to the Kingdom of D’han (meaning “Red dark as Black”). The D’han forces killed many Ling’kin forces and for a time, held control over the entire world.

During the time of total D’han control, a small group of Ling’kin solders captured a D’han solder. This solder looked like a demon, the Black magic had changed his form from a man to this. The Ling’kin solders learned of the magic during this day but did not wish to pursue this. Instead they went into the woods and prayed that the mother of the woods would give them what they need to fight the D’han. The mother of the woods saw that these men where pure of heart and sent them the power of the light. They used this “White magic” to win over the hearts of those who where pure, but still taken by the D’han. This new force called them selves the family of “Megos” (meaning “Sun graced light”) saying they where not ruled by a king, they where brothers and sisters fighting for there mother. From this time on, all who fought amongst the forces of the White where given the surname Megos.

The Kingdom of D’han and the family of Megos fought for many years. All who used the black magic was D’han, all who used the white magic was Megos. The two forces where stalemated in every battle they fought. The world was split 50/50 once again.

Around 300 years into the history of the family Megos, a child born of D’han blood was found but not killed, he was saved because it was seen that he was pure of heart. The child lay hungry and was not too survive but the mother of the woods sent to his aid a great lynx. The small boy and the great lynx joined as one and was given the name Kai (meaning “Cat’s paw”). The father of the house of Megos, Keteth, took in Kai. Kai had two brothers, Demar and Sezen, he loved them both.

During the final years, the two leaders of Megos and D’han sat at the same table. They both knew that one could not beat the other in small battles, they decided to end the fighting but both wanted to be declared the victor. So a battle was to be waged between all the forces of the world, every man women and child would fight until one side had won. Every one of the 9 billion people on the planet would do battle.

Kai and his brothers led the Megos into battle, while the D’han where led by there king. The battle waged on for many moons. During the fifth moon, Sezen was struck by a powerful blow and laid dead on the ground. Kai watched in horror as his brother was struck and yelled with tears in his eye as he searched his mind for something he could do. Kai attempted to change time, to go back and save his brother. Kai was not old enough to understand the time spell and when he tried, he trapped himself and his other brother Demar in a time warp.

The battle continued for 3 days until the Mother of the woods could not take the pain anymore. She created a being so great that it destroyed all life on the planet including itself and all was done.

One thousand years later Kai appears where he had left from all alone. He spends four hundred years looking for his brother and training his skills. By the time he had spent his seven hundredth day alone, he was a White master. On the eight hundredth and first day a man named Tlieaxu appeared and told Kai of his brother. Kai could still not find Demar. Tlieaxu a few years later told Kai of a person named Kenza and asked where he might find her now, Kai looked into the planes and found the one named Kenza on a world known as Jinnorra. They both left for this world…..and so the story begins.

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The Katgoyle Chronicles:
Chapter 1, Wandering

Welcome to the day. Just as every other day this was to be no different. Life was easy and relaxed in the castle…in fact life on the world of Jinnorra was nothing more then peace it’s self.
Kenza continued to walk the halls of the castle in search…of someone, anyone. How could she live in a castle with so many occupants and never see anyone? Boredom set in and she headed to the members hall and into her room. She still could not understand where everyone was but she didn’t let it get to her, she just cranked up some tunes…grabbed a book and began to read; until the female eyed the duct tape sitting on her shelf…she grinned.
Down the hall not to far from Kenza’s room was the newest addition to the member’s hall. The name on the door was marked “Tyshya”.
Inside, Tyshya sat in her lonely room; softly on her empty and seemingly untouched bed. She had only been on this world a few days but, this was no different from any of the other places she had been in her life; it was all empty…all alone. She looked around her room finally fixing her eyes on her songbird flute; she took it from her desk. For a moment it seemed, she was brought comfort and warmth…but just as quickly as the sensation came, it was gone again and she sat alone in her room again.
The girl stood and placed the flute back to the desk where it sat ever since she first got here. Her tail wrapped around her leg and she folded her wings close beside her as she sat down on the tapestry covered floor, hugging her knees and shutting her eyes; the memories of her life flow through her mind.
Hours had gone by and Kenza could not come up with anything to do…she just sat in her bed and played with the role of duct tape staring off into nowhere…until
“hmm…duct tape…NEWBIE!!” she jumped from her bed with the duct tape clasped in her fist and she ran out of the room headed towards the newbie’s room.
Tyshya is awoken with images of her brother still fresh in her mind; there is another pounding on the door and Tyshya wipes the tears off her face as she slowly gets up to get the door, wondering what the others in her new home where up to. Another pounding on her door and Tyshya realizes what had woke her up in the first place.
She frowns, “Who is it and what do you want?”
Kenza stood outside the door not really knowing what to say, “uhh..guess who! I’m just visiting, wandering around with nothing better to do. Seeing what’s up, getting to know people, threatening people with duct tape, ya know, the usual! Well…then again, you may not know cause you’re a newbie here...hehe, unless you don’t want to be then I can say your not.” Kenza stopped as she began to realize she was making less and less sense as she went on.
Tyshya let a small smile appear on her face…then quickly hid it as she opened the door, “I don’t care. Call me what you wish.” She said roughly.
It was dark in Tyshya’s room, the window hid the bright day outside as flames from the few candles lit only faint features on Tyshya’s body…but one thing did catch Kenza’s eye, the flute on the desk. “No, it doesn’t matter what I call you cause I’m only joking. I was just visiting cause I couldn’t find the others.” She was still staring at the flute, “Cool, I like flutes, one of my favorite instruments but I don’t know how to play anything.” She smiled trying to lighten the mood a bit, “I have my own but it just kind of sits there and does nothing…do you play?”
Tyshya eyed the flute that was sitting on the desk and nodded, “yes I play, many different kinds of flutes.”
The flute seemed to glow in the light of the candle that sat beside it. Kenza was really intrigued now, “want to play it? What I mean is…it would be nice to hear something different. Unless you don’t want to then that’s fine…does it have a sentimental value to you? Where’s it from? Oh, and if I get annoying you can just tell me to leave you alone and I’ll be quiet unless you want to talk.”
Tyshya just blinked, she felt as if she where being drilled, “I usually don’t play my flute for anyone.” She looked to Kenza…how could she…be so ‘happy’? “But I suppose I could give you a taste.”
Tyshya walked over and picked up the flute, the flames of the candle flared a bit. This was very strange for her, she never opened up to anyone before…it must have been the innocent happiness that vibrated off the clan leader Kenza, “Flutes as well as other material things have some sentimental value, but this particular one means a great deal to me.” Tyshya holds back the rush of memorys in her mind again as she wondered why she told Kenza so much.
“Yey!” Kenza almost giggled, “I feel privileged, thank you.” She opened her mouth to ask about the history of the flute and why its so special…but stops herself. “maybe some other time, once Tyshya’s more comfortable around here, she did get here a little while ago after all.” She thought to herself. “Well…you look a little uptight, relax! Everyone’s friends here, its okay to let your guard down sometimes…but anyways I’ll be quiet and let you play now.”
Tyshya just shrugged, “You have to do a lot to earn my trust.” She set the flute to her lips and began to play a soft yet deeply haunting melody.

Down the hall in another room sat an…angelic looking man in white robes. The man sat in deep meditation. His eyes opened and the man stood up as if hunted by a memory. His ears rang as the tone of a flute playing a sweet melody echoed around his room. He turned to the door of his room and waved his hand…in an instant a white light appeared and it expanded into a magical portal…the man walked through it and dissappeard.
Back in her room Tyshya continued to play for Kenza…the melody magical as it deepened the atmosphere in the room.
“What is that…wonderful melody that you’re playing?”
Tyshya doesn’t open her eyes to see who had spoken. She sensed that it was indeed a male so she keeps her eyes shut and plays the song to its completion. Saying nothing she puts the flute back on the desk and sits down…looking at her feet. Her wings tightened behind her back and her tail almost strangled her leg.
Tyshya, after a few uneasy moments glanced up to the man in white robes sitting on her bed, her eyes cold and harsh; not welcoming, not inviting, not emotional.
The man’s angle-like wings fluttered a bit then vanished…he began to sense hostility in the air, the man stood up and took a slightly defensive stance.
“I am sorry young one, I did not mean to intrude…I was…what I mean is…I felt your song in my room and…wanted to know who’s music it was.”
As this was going on, Kenza was less then amused as she glared at the man as well, “You know this is someone’s room now! Tyshya moved in just a little while ago. You should knock before you enter!” Kenza composed herself then looked back to Tyshya, “That was great! I would love to hear more sometime when you feel like playing again.” She smiled and noticed Tyshya still blankly looking at the male figure standing in her room, “o! And Tyshya, this is Kai…Kai this is Tyshya. There, now everybody knows each other now.” She turns her attention back to the man, “Next time knock first, must make the newbie’s feel comfortable here.”
Kai just smiled and raised his hand over his head. There was what seemed like a gust of wind then he lowered his hand again, “sorry Kenz, sometimes I get ahead of myself, I didn’t think anyone was actually staying in this room yet. O, and I just but up a little barrier…I won’t be popping into member rooms anymore.” He turns his attention back to Tyshya and bows his head in respect. “I apologize, I do wish to become friends. I’ll come visit you sometime.” Kai then looks to the door, “I hate doors.” He walks out the door and enters a portal…then he is gone.
Tyshya’s eyes glowed for a second; at least she didn’t have to answer his question. She wasn’t about to anyway. She looked to Kenza again, her stance strong and intimidating, like that of a great warrior’s. Her tail hung freely behind her and her wings seemed to relax; she waited.
There was a knock on the door, but it wasn’t a normal knock. It was happy. Now, there wasn’t much to a knock but both Kenza and Tyshya knew that this was indeed a very happy knock. Tyshya walked over to the door and opened it slowly not saying a word. It was a very funny looking man…he was short and wore long robes that where way too big for his body, he smiled and looked at Kenza.
“Heyhey Kenz! I’ve finally made it! Jeeze, you wouldn’t believe how hard this place is to find, and the directions where no help really.” He smiled again, “well, tell yeah what, I’m gonna take a look around if you don’t mind!” The odd little man runs down the hall then jumps toward and open portal…only to miss it by a foot. “Jeeze! I really gotta work on that!” He then picks himself up and carries himself through the portal.
Tyshya narrowed her eyes slightly as she shut the door. She was going to say something…but it was lost in her own thoughts as she tried to figure out what just happened. She just sat on her dusty bed.
Kenza just blinked, “uhh…ok, sorry about that; guess its getting kind of busy around here.” She said slowly still trying to figure out who that little man was.

The magical forces of the world of Kiateth
All worlds have a magical power called the unica, every world’s unica is very different from the other, each being very unique. On the world of Kiateth the unica was hidden in deep in the forests of Sembos and guarded by a being only known as “The Mother of the Woods”. The unica of Kiateth generated two energies or “Magics”, the evil of the Black, and the kindness of the White.

The Black energy was the magic of death, one that learned to control this power could learn to destroy life and cause misery to the lives of those who wronged the black controller but would end up being controlled by the power they wished to control. The powers of Black once used would turn the user into a beast losing all will of there own and only serving the magic. The people that use the black power become as powerful as the energy wishes, sometimes giving the user the power to control the minds of others, other times the power to kill, depending on what role you are to play in the Black power’s evil plans.

The White energy was the magic of purity, one that learned to control this power could learn to heal and protect them from evil. The users of the white magic will not be controlled to the extent of Black users but will be swayed to fight the users of the Black magic. This magic is quite different from the Black energy, the user will be judged by the purity of heart at all times, the extent of the power the user will be allowed to use depends on how pure of heart the user is. Training to use this energy is difficult but all peoples can learn the same spells. Users of the White energy can learn to heal any wounds and sometimes bring a person back from the dead, they can control the elements of wind, water, flame, earth, and physical aspects of the world. Users of the white energy can at times control time and space depending on if the energy will allow it. It takes many years to be able to use this energy to its full extent, and depending on how pure of heart you are, you might never become any good at it but the energy will never give up on you.

The unica of Kiateth showers the energy all over the world, and though the energies have a way of working in you the users or “Mages” have to train to be able to properly use there respective magics. Even the controlling powers of the Black demand constant training.

Although there is not much truly known about the unica other then the teachings of Nemar and Xan, it is clear that White and Black will war until one outdoes the other. Even now, in the days of solitude with Kai the master of White, the Black lies in wait for the promised destroyer.