The World of Tarase: Creation of Magics

PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

Our world was named Tarase. It was once ruled by demons we call strayats. The world was dark. Shadows lingered around the forests and streets. The ocean was black and filled with sadness. Sorrow was the gravity upon it. No life nor beauty, all was evil and horror. Strayats eating humans flesh, souls devouring through the voids. Light dispersed into nothingness.

One day, a meteor of blinding light fell over the earth's crust. A powerful devout invaded our world showing hope to the never ending darkness. A ray of light spread across the abyss and strayats were devoured against the light. The woman fought against evil and wished to end this insanity.

The priestess wore crystal white robe hiding an aesthetic wings behind and a long silver hammer reclined. She charges through the crowd of demons as they inflict a curse upon. But she was fast to use the hammer as a weapon smashing and crashing the strayats into thin black mist. She fought every one of them being the warrior of light showing virtue and the strength of vitality. Seeking for the tower of faith, the woman managed to escape the large demons and reach for the temple. Now was the time to extend her pure white wings and use them to fly above the strayats making sure no one dares to follow. She was as fast as an eagle trying to rescue her children from danger.

Finally, the devout reached the highest part of the temple and begin to step in the middle of the last floor. She clasped her hands in a praying position facing palms and began to close her eyes chanting a holy spell within a mystery.

"I command thee evil in this world

Leave or die hearing my words

A hope I give to this nothingness

Beauty will forever remain along this mess"

A glow of holy light encircled the woman as she stretched her arms away from her body. The light spread across the world and lifted the strayats curse. Once again, life was born unto the world of Tarase.

Ever since, magic began to exist in our world. Wherever you go, it's impossible not to see magic. The devout was called the hero of Tarase. No one will ever match her power as holiness filled her beauty. The day she vanished was the day she fought the darkness leaving a lucent scripture behind that shattered into pieces all over the world. The scripture was divided, each contains the power of knowledge:

The Lyrical- a magician who uses the sound of music as its weapon to fight evil. He controls the soothing melody and harmony of life.

The Shadow- a boon conjurer of darkness who is capable of summoning voids and shadows at its limit.

The Wonder- a caster of wonder who almost opposes magic. He is capable of absorbing energy and sealing magics.

The Lucent- a priest of light. Healer of wounds unto the scars that was made by evil forces. Responsible for the protection and strength of allies.

The Dynamic- a powerful sorcerer who is able to summon offensive spells during battles and outside duels. Makes a large impact to enemies that opposes.

The Illusion- a psychic who deals with the mentality of each soul that exist. Reading minds and making illusions are his specialty.

The Terrestrial- a bender who controls and protects the nature. He is able to summon the strongest force among the earth and nature magics.

The Balance- a wizard who masters the art of time and space. He has the ability to control time and heavenly bodies.

The Alchemy- an apothecary who uses magic to mix different sets of tonic. He is incapable of transforming things in a mysterious and impressive way.

The Spirit- a sorcerer who has the capacity to summon indestructible creatures within the pigment of his imagination. He is also able to control lost spirits.

The sacred scripture was then called the holy spell.