The War Between All

Chapter 2: The Trials of Tribulation

The two enter the building and torches are set ablaze by a purple flame, fire imbued by magic. The old mage led the boy to an open center courtyard. "Here we are" said the old man, stopping by the middle of the courtyard. "Woah, you.. own all this?" said the boy in awe, his young eyes dart around as he soaks in the new and beautiful landscape. "Yes indeed I do, it was passed down by my ancestors" he said, moving his cane around and it shifts to reveal a staff with a crystal ball in an eagles talons.

"Oooh, your cane was a staff the entire time?" he said, lightly confused by the sudden reveal. "Well yes, can't have it out always, you can never know when someone wants to do harm with it." He said, standing upright and looking at the boy. "Well.. I can assure you sir, that won't happen" said the boy with quick retort and the old mans lets out a sigh. "Shall we begin?" the old man raises his staff and the ball glows a vibrant purple, like glittery slime swirling in a spiral.

"Yes I am!" the boy prepares a weak fireball in his left hand and the old man chuckles. "Okay then, show me what you can do at this point." The boy nods and he threw the blazing ball of fire and it seems to hit the old man. The ball explodes into a giant flame and the boy looks worried "u-uh oh..." The sooty cloud disperses and the old man stood there just fine. The air around him was incredibly dense and acted as a shield. "Is that all?" Said the old man as he taunted him, testing him.

"N-no I got more!" the boy then moves his hands forward and the sizzling noise of lightning spews forth from the palms of his hands. It hits the shield and rebounds off, lighting hits the walls of the tower and the walls glow red. The lightning is absorbed into the building and he huffs a bit. The mage was still fine and he shook his head. "There is so much I need to teach you." He said as the old man smiles at him. Over the course of his practice, he kept training as the feud between houses increases, causing tension to rise.

The King of Grimaue has passed and the new king rises into place. That king is Teraones, of whom had bad reputation for being a thief. He was known for treachery and deception, and blackmailing was his strong suit. The Kingdom of Erasfes, home to the mages, slowly fell into poverty and the boy, he had no idea it was happening as the mage hid it from him.

Meanwhile in the Kingdom of Jaresafel, home to the warlocks, the daughter of Helaon, leaos has as well been practicing, but in disguise. It is forbidden to practice wizardry as a female. She was then practicing on her own in the twelve years that had passed. Her magic had grown past most grand warlocks. The king had called down the expert mage and she walks in, confused, till she saw her father. "O-oh hello my king" she said, doing her best impression of a gruff man. The king, who is her father, then looks at her "my daughter has been missing for twelve years. Can you find her?" Said he, tears well in his eyes and she began to tear up as well.

"I-I uh.. what.. what if I.." the words get stuck in her throat as fear fills her. The king looks on in surprise and hope. "I.. I have been here the whole time" she said removing her hood and drops her spell that disguises her as a man. Her father goes wide-eyed "You?! Where have you been?!" Helaon said with anger and concern. "Please, before you do anything rash, I did it to protect you.." she drops her head and his face reconfigures to show confusion. "By what do you mean?" He said, not getting the full picture. "I am a warlock father!! I was-" he gets up and spoke loudly to cut her off "You practiced magic?!" He said. "W-well yes, but-" he cuts her off again "for disobeying my orders and disappearing on me, I banish you!" The guards grab her and she looks around "w-wait! Dad!" He turns away "I disown you!" The guards escort her out of the castle and she gets thrown out. She then gets up and the gate closes, somberly she walks off.