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first book. Again, thank you, and please enjoy the story.)
Prolouge
An old man sat beside a warm fire. He turned, smiling and motioning to the seat next to him. "Welcome back, Glad that you are interested in the story. I still remember those days, all those cycles ago. It was too long. Now where did we leave off at last time? We had just had a fight with the Monster Tramp. Well come, sit, and let us continue"
Intro
Darkness.
Nothing.
What was this? Was this death, had he been lied to his whole life? Where the Death Magi’s liars about being keepers of the gate? He did not remember.
“Zvuhr” The sound ripped through his soul. What was that, what could have done that? Roilvn’s spine chilled. Was he dying what he was drawn to fear? Who was that?
“Zvuhr, tea xuhh pel ruo lvun rit.” The voice boomed again. Roilvn’s darkness was broken, light began to shine into the world. A tall figure was backed by the light. It spoke again. “Me qeflv Roilvn. Ul un teaf lind le qupr go. Lemolvof, xo xuhh gufzl ipr ekoflvfexp lvo Jhipn eq Fepraqn. Up folafp, tea xutt viko huqo."
Roilvn tried to push away, he tried to fight it off, but it stuck with him, he quivered as he asked. “Cvil ifo tea? Cve ifo tea?"
The voice responded as it ripped through Roilvn’s spine. His entire essence was in fear as it gave its response. “U ig teaf qilvof hullho epo, U ig Ziup, ipr xo xuhh ximo xif lemolvof Diippup.”
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