M A G I X!

CHPATER II

"Ha ha ha! THE DEAL HAS BEEN MADE!" said The Dead Lord as a scroll with blood written letters read: KONIOS~.

And that's how it all started.

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1200 DURING THE BLACK SKY

It was a snowy cold night when a baby was born. The village of Crux was being invaded by dark magix and their horrible beasts. The barn was silent as the baby didn't cry or move. The mother's eyes filled with tears. She embraced her child as her pure white hair brushed the pale skin of the infant. The father, a brave man with piercing blue eyes, died while saving the woman and the child by letting himself be killed so that they could run.

Neither of them had magical powers. The couple was a modest family who lived in a farm near the edge of the village. Screams of agony echoed in the silent night as the woman laid down the child. She had just lost her baby's soul to the judgement of Konios and Hades.

A light from a torch approached the barn.

Meanwhile in the Room of Judgement a small bundle of light approached the Scales of Judgement. Konios looked with sad eyes at the baby's soul.

"Hmpft. That's weak! You can have it. There's no spirit power in that thing." said Hades in a bored tone as he left.

Zeus gently grabbed the soul and looked at it. Behind that 'weak' appearance was something more, something powerful and good. He breathed upon the poor spirit with life, while chanting:

"I, Konios, grant you a second chance. You will reborn. I have given you the breath of life. Shall your pure soul be gifted the powers of magix. No, more than that. You will be given the key to flight."

Flight was the purest power of all. It was an ability that couldn't be learn by gaining knowledge, doing rituals or being made a magix. It was the magic that was associated with freedom, purity and God. No other human or magix in the whole world possessed it.

"I grant you the wings of ice, Void Princess Lullaby."

The soul glowed pure white and the disappeared.

Cries filled the silent night as the baby was now weeping near her dead mother's body who was standing in a pool of blood. She has sacrificed herself for her child, Lullaby.

"Boss, there is still someone alive in the barn, a baby." said one of the dark magix.

"Kill it!" commanded a dark figure in a dark blue hood.

"Of course, Lord Ira." the man bowed.

As he approached the baby with a bloodied sword her necklace started glowing and an ice hurricane started to form. The magix started in shock as a wave of ice froze him instantly. The barn was destroyed by the great power of the hurricane as well as the troupes that remained. Ira was long gone. As soon as the gem from the necklace stopped shining the baby began to cry.

A farmer stopped nearby with his people, seeing the ice and snow that was scattered all over the place.

"Oh, my!" he said, approaching the barn, or what was remained and saw that baby. "Oh, you poor thing!" he said seeing the baby's mother laying dead on the ground. He grabbed the infant and shouted to his men: "Prepare the horses, we're returning to the village!"

It took one second for the baby so fall asleep. The farmer looked happily at the pale figure.

"What are you going to do with the baby, Anchor?" shouted another man.

"Hm, her mother was dead, so I'm going to take care of her." Anchor said with a stern look.