Prolouge

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Long ago humans gained a fatal illness,many died.

The humans that survived gained powers,they were anything from flying to talking to animals.

As the generations went by fewer had powers till they were only myths,that was until a elder in the mountains muttered a prophecy of war:

"The great gifts shall return,a king will rise.black and white will make grey as a battle may shake the sky,search for the one with eyes of forest green and mud brown for the new age to begin."

The prophecy was spread across the world,when a king heard of it he sent his soldiers to find the the one with green and brown eyes.

This is where our story begins...

(SleeplessAndAnxious this is that story idea I came up with over my break,I hope you like it!)

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