Black Knight

Chapter 1: Nothing Special

Eons ago, before mankind, celestial beings with a strong connection to the natural environment developed mana. The energy and life force that resonates within every living being. If a being were to lose this so-called life force, they would die.

They used the mana they had within them and the environment to create magic. Fire, water, earth, and air are the four natural elements of magic. While most possessed the four elements, some developed their magic to manipulate light and dark.

"Welcome to Moya!" A man with light brown hair, and silver eyes, known as king Alexander, greets a crowd of people from a large balcony. "The capital of Hirune!"

The king throws his hands up in excitement. "Today is a day of celebration! Where all four regions come together to celebrate over five hundred years of peace!" All the kings and queens of the other regions clap while in their seats.

A tall, burly man with bull horns on his head and a tail swaying back and forth stands tall over everyone. Donning lesser wear to the rest, he raises a wine glass as he looks between the royalty beside him. The ruler of the Mowen region and the leader of the demi-humans. A race of people with animal-like features.

"I just wanted to say, we may not agree on ideas, or culture and beliefs, but as long as we stand together, we will always be one!" The man yells out to the crowd below, gaining a cheer from them all. "The Mowen region and its Demi-humans will be with you!" The man sits back down, getting another praising cheer from the crowd.

An old Elven man with long, pointed ears and blonde hair slowly rises from his seat. He is the king of Elfinzine. With a stern look on his face, the crowd goes silent, waiting for his speech. After moments of waiting, he finally opens his mouth, taking a deep breath.

"I have seen my fair share of war. I have seen many young elves, humans, and demi-humans slaughtered for the sake of money, power, religion. But after all the bloodshed has ended, we all still share one thing in common, the loss of our dear brothers and sisters. That is what truly brings us closer. The love we have for our family and friends. So enjoy it while they are still there to view it!" This earns a loud cry from everyone as some shed tears at the powerful words of the elf king.

Finally, a woman wearing a large crown and royal garbs stands up, this person being the queen of the Retzule region. She slightly smiles as she looks down onto the people from all over.

"I would like to welcome you all, poor, middle class, rich. Humans, demi-humans, elves. Whoever or whatever you are, you stand with one another because you've put aside your differences. That is the true sign of kindness. Not caring where you came from, but where you are going. That is what it means to be one with the gods." She holds up her hand and begins a prayer. Everyone follows and starts to pray. "Thank you." With the heartwarming speech, everyone claps.

King Alexander rises from his seat once more. "I just want you to take a look to your left and then to your right. You might not know the person you're standing next to, but I want you to thank them and the gods for helping the regions thrive and live together." Everyone starts thanking each other. "You may be demi-humans, humans, or even an elf! But take the time to put aside your difference and enjoy the festival!" He shines a bright smile towards the crowd as they let out one final cheer.

They soon passed down their knowledge of mana to smaller races. Humans, Elves, and Demi-humans. The gods taught them different abilities, and soon the races began praising them. Religion came around, thanking the gods for their teachings.

Everyone spreads out through the festival. Every person is having a great time. Friends hanging out, families playing games, and lovers going out. That is until a large explosion disrupts everyone.