The Magiting Continent (The Land of Glory)

Book 1 - Prologue: Gathered When Called Upon

The day has started in a lively manner. Hearing the birds hymn of chirping and the whistle of the gale produced by those trees dancing.

Under the gaze of the waking sun, the coldness of yesterday's darkness gradually regains light and glimpse of warmth. Every creature that was bestowed with life was joyful and looking forward to this new day. Even the mighty king of the jungle was no exception.

The ray of blinding light peeking through an old glass window woke me up as it reminded me of a good thing that would happen this very day. It's been a while. A season or more had pass, yet the bond may be loose but rigid as a metal silk. It may be separated by chance but gathered when called upon.

We are a product of yesterday. Although there's a saying that, "the new waves pushes harder than that of the former waves," we have never ever backed off from our origin.

One is fiery, fierce and courageous. The other one was vibrant, joyful and interactive. While I, was somehow cold, deep and isolated. However, we perfectly complement each other. Adjacent as the primary colors of red, yellow and blue, respectively.

Together, we conquer every obstacles paving a way for the future. Until one day, no one ever expected, that all was in accordance to the will of destruction

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Their figures may have been hidden behind a mistful cloud, but, it has never been a hindrance to identify that their traits were distinctive between each other.

All three of them have their long hair flutter in the air even without wind brushing off their stance. It's as if a curtain was placed up above the sky that could foreshadow all underneath.

The figure on the left side was behind a golden red mist. Although anyone could not see through it, the shadow shows the captivating shape of a lady. She was known as the Figure of Courage.

The Figure of Courage was the shortest among the three of them. She bears a curly hair that lay freely onto the air. It can be observed that she has that elegant temper of a mature person and wisdom holding the law of bravery.

Counting the experience, someone could discern that she exudes a domineering breath of a fiery red hot nature that gave off the feeling of burning deep into your soul. Once caught, it could turn all living beings scorched to ashes without hearing any scream of pain.

The figure on the other side was tall, hidden in a golden brown mist. One could tell that he was a man because he has a body full of masculinity. He was given the title, Figure of Vitality.

The Figure of Vitality looks tough but was unexpectedly warm. Different from the fierceness of the figure of courage, it provides a feeling of dependence and that friendly breath of life. It is a kind of dependence that supports your feet to take a step.

Every movement of him seems to cause tremors on the Earth. It's as if the whole world was into him and in accordance with his will. He was like an indestructible mountain pressing a filthy dust.

The one standing on the middle was hidden by a deep blue mist with a tinge of gold and red hue, seeing through was like sucking into a drowning depth. He was tall and has a slender body. If one didn't observe him thoroughly, he would be mistaken as a lady.

He was the Figure of Justice. He was as tall as the figure of vitality and also has a very calm temperament. However, feeling him closely, he pressed a breath that provides that feeling of calmness before a storm.

It doesn't fall off compared to the danger one could feel from the figure of courage. However, they differ distinctively. The former has an exhaustingly hot nature while the latter is freezingly cold and lone.

Feeling his gaze, it gives a shiver that dives deep into your soul. It's as if he can see through anyone and could press one by some force in all directions pulling towards the bottom.

Together, they conquered different obstacles.

Until one day, destruction falls upon. All matters even the smallest particles collapsed to form a boundless void that devours all that surrounds it.

Chaos reigns all over the world. Savagery spreads and causes a great toll of psychological quotient to disperse.

Is it really going to end like this?