The Mageborn Cycle

The Mageborn Cycle

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4th Era, 442nd year, The Age of Magic In a time referred to as the Old World, man was once a single race, but far from united. Their magic was powerful beyond all mortal kin. Their power began to grow until it rivaled the gods themselves. Out of fear, the gods waged war on mankind. But even the gods struggled against them. They wanted to be sure that humans could never rival their power again, so they cut off their access to the Void, where they could draw endless amounts of magically energy. Additionally, they split humanity into five, very distinct races, separating their power. When the blood of all five races are born into one being, they are called Mageborn. This is a very rare anomaly in a world torn by war, religion, and race. In the four eras, there have only been three of them, and their bloodline ended early in the forth era. Marcov, the nephew of a mapmaker, hasn't the slightest inkling of an idea about his destiny. Once some doors are open, they cannot be closed.
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