Prologue

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A thousand year's ago the Goddess  Aelora grazed the peaceful land of Sylvanor. She saw the serenity of life until one day a gnome a tiny humanoid earth spirit approached her.

" Your highness, I would like to inform you that my people have found a pale creature washed in our shores "

Aelora quickly teleported along with the gnome. In a blink of an eye Aelora arrived her eyes examined the pale creature. It's skin is as pale as quartz. It wore a rugged brownish cloak. Long sharp nails and scars all over its body.

" An orc? " Aelora said to herself

A gnome discovered a black cloth from the orc. It was carved with different symbols.

" Runes! Orc runes....No Sylvanor is a peaceful place none shall taint it's beauty "

Aelora ensnared the Orcs body with vines from nearby trees. The orc runes glowed in dark yellow hue. Aelora teleported into her shrine. There she mustered her powers to create a crystal.

" By my power I shall grant Sylvanor it's guardians. "

Aelora's crystal creates a humanoid creature with long pointed ears and a goodlooking appearance. Aelora called them as Elves the guardians of nature.

From a distant island the Sylvanor archipelago suddenly appeared in a very old map. A knife was then stabbed on Sylvanor.

After expending her power Aelora and her crystal was sealed inside a stone. An unbreakable barrier encased the stone and was hidden in her shrine. Hundreds of years passed the stone was called as the Secret Stone.

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