A Tale of One Son Volume I: Overwhelming Power

I: Goodbyes

There stood an almost unsurpassable mountain top. The tallest peak in Nastrith; frequent blizzards on this peak rendered regular vision useless, ensnaring any of those unfortunate to get caught up in one. At the base of Mount Karabascul in the common tongue, stood a small mining town, Limestall, which became famous for the discovery of "alorium" (an incredibly durable and valuable metal) back in the late first era.

On a clear day, it can barely be seen from the peak of Karabascul. The top of the mountain had a small flattened top in which ancient temple ruins lay. In the middle of the ruins, stood an eerie cloaked figure. The wind pushed his cloak aside to reveal the menacing, pitch black, leathery armour that he wore. Around his scarred left wrist was a peculiar bracelet with a mysterious symbol of a howling wolf and what is presumed to be a waxing moon behind it.

This figure took a brazen stance as if he were ready for a battle. "Shuwara! False Goddess of the mind, black magic and curses!" He yelled with a deep and husky voice. "I've come to erase the curse of my bloodline, answer my call!" The man continued. A bellowing, untrustworthy voice responded, "Ah, so you have finally come for me, you who are the most powerful of all mortals?" It responded.

In hearing these words, the man clenched his fists and in doing so, surrounded his entire body in a charcoal black aura. Pure abyssal darkened energy emitting from his body seeped out. Extravagant shockwaves could be felt across Nastrith from his eruption of power; even citizens living hundreds of miles to the southeastern reaches in the human capital city of Sol felt the powerful reverberations through the grounds they stood upon.

He opened his mouth and pridefully claimed " Bring it on!" And with such incredible speeds, he lunged into a portal in which the bellowing voice could be heard. It closed immediately and after that, no more vibrations could be sensed, as if he disappeared, or even wiped his existence away from the face of Nastrith.

[During these events]

Eleven year old Haru was wandering the calm, beautiful and illustrious streets of his hometown Kyn, searching for a flower shop his mother Layla told him to find. This was because he was tasked with getting some of the most attractive and vibrant flowers possible. Well, not for Haru of course, but it was for his older sister, Evelyne. It was her 22nd birthday, and also her very last day staying with the family before she goes off to make a life for herself adventuring with her guild in distant lands.

After half an hour of searching, Haru had finally found the flower shop. It was quite dark in colour, juxtaposed by the immense variation of bright flowers, mesmerising the normal passers-by. Haru was in a daze. Haru thought "no wonder mother loves this shop so much!" afterwards he stepped into the shop. "Hello there, Haru dear." greeted the owner of the shop. She was old yet sweet and wise. "Hello miss." Haru shyly said back. "So which flowers are you interested in getting today?" She asked. Haru thought for a while. His eyes meandering all over. Scanning for the best flowers he could find. After a short while of silence, Haru had found the perfect bouquet. They were magenta elven lilacs. Very rare and very beautiful. "I want those!" Haru exclaimed. "Oh, you want the elven lilacs? And for what occasion do you need them for?" The lady then questioned. "They are for my sisters birthday. She is also leaving to go adventuring!" Haru responded. "That will cost you 45 Aloræ Adventuring eh? Interesting, where is she headed? Do you know?" she continued Haru gave her the money and headed back home.

After about 45 minutes of walking with the flowers in hand, Haru arrived home with his mother happily watering the plants on their windowsill. She then looked up at her child with a motherly smile as Haru made his way closer to the house. However before Haru could safely make it to the house, mysterious tremors could be felt. Mysterious vibrations shook the earth beneath Haru's feet. The tremor was so intense it caused Haru to stumble violently, slamming his face into the ground.