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The nine stood around the circular table that he had once hidden under with Layana, it felt like so long ago, a tiny smile crossed his lips as he reminisced on their night together, it had only been a few hours since he had seen her, but he missed her already. “This is a very dangerous game my king,” Adantero the Metal Mage said, his grey eyes sharp, he was a man in his mid-40s. “One that we must play, what do you know about the ability of the Dark Lord?” Evaan asked them, “The spell to check If he possesses an ability will not work,” Caylen the Water Mage spoke, his pale blond hair falling in front of his pale blue eyes. Gabriel the Fire Mage nodded; he was a man in his early 50s.

For if they could really escape the shackles of time, they wouldn't fear the Supreme so much. While it was true that everything had an end, there was something that was proving to be the exception. No one could tell when it first appeared. All everyone knew was that it was here when the first god showed up; and it had been here since that period. Since its appearance it had proven to be endless, defying the laws of both change and time. This place was the Dark Realm.

Quiet means the price I paid last night was worth it. As the minutes ticked by on the grandfather clock in the hallway, Luca’s anxiety began to spike. The deep, rhythmic tick-tock felt like a countdown to his execution. He knew Graves’ twenty-minute warning had been for their arrival, but he had no idea how long this miracle of a visit was supposed to last. Adrian hadn't given an exact curfew, which made the uncertainty even more agonizing. Was he allowed an hour? Two? Would Graves abruptly stand up and drag him back to the cage?

The words landed heavy in the quiet room. For just over five years, the dark plague has crept like fog across the southern lands. I’d heard the stories whispered in the kitchens. Villagers collapsing with black veins spreading like roots beneath their skin. Wolves turning rabid and twisted. Children vanishing into the woods and returning as something unrecognizable. Scholars poured over ancient tomes, mages burned themselves out casting wards, but nothing had stopped it. The air itself seemed tainted where it spread.

From its heart, something began to take form — tall, lean, carved from the dark itself. Eyes of molten red opened. > “Khaenat,” the Magus declared, his voice trembling with power. “Born of darkness. Spirit of night. My creation… my weapon.” And the being bowed before him, the sand trembling beneath his steps. For centuries, Khaenat served him — a silent executioner forged in blood and sin. Armies fell, kingdoms knelt, and the Magus’ empire stretched from the Nile to the ends of the known world. Witches adored him, wolves obeyed him, even the winds whispered his name.

Mother closed her eyes briefly like she already knew where this conversation was heading. Father’s jaw tightened. “The vampires refused to present their tribute and attempted to break away from Dragon rule entirely. They believed the dragons would negotiate with them.” A bitter look crossed his face. “They were wrong.” "They wiped the entire race off the face of the earth," Father whispered, the memory darkening his features. "An entire kingdom, gone in less than a month." A cold dread settled even deeper into my stomach at his words. I knew the story too well. I had read them in history books.

Understanding the significance of their alliance, the High Mage began to explain the origin of light and dark magic, unraveling the mysteries that had shrouded the realm for centuries. "Luna, listen closely," the High Mage began. "Long ago, when the world was young, there existed a profound balance between light and darkness. The two forces intertwined, their energies intertwined, and magic flowed through the very fabric of existence." He continued, his voice resonating with the weight of history. "However, as time passed, darkness grew restless, seeking to overpower the light and tip the balance in its favor. It corrupted some souls, twisting their magic into dark manifestations fueled by g

"Fifty, maybe more. Rogue wolves. Same signs as before. Dark traces. They're heading this way. I'm afraid we might not deal with them all before some escape here, which might make her discover some trail." Lyrian nodded once. "As I expected. The move is fast. I thought it would take some days to readjust. I never underestimated my enemy, but they have shown me they are far more than I expected. Indeed, you prove you are capable." This time around it's not Clara, not Kaelen. Then the enemy now must be the mastermind behind the murders for centuries now. He didn't believe other people didn't live as long as him. So the enemy now must be from centuries ago. Using dark magic. Who could that be?

The dark elves proved very useful to him, he almost brought the mighty Elven lands to their knees. The elves were the ones most favored by the Mages of the first order, the elves called them the Minaree(the guardians), and they were the ones who woke the mages from their slumbers to come and save the world from their kin, the Darkened one. The Darkened one was once the most beautiful of the Minaree before he was corrupted by darkness. It took all the efforts of all the races, even the backwater ones, and the Minaree to stop the Darkened one and his armies and sever his head from his shoulder, and locked away in a place known only to the Minaree. They told the races that even they did not hol

"Sinasabi na, sa unang bahagi ng Dark Age, ang lupain dito ay dating pag-aari ng isang itim na mangkukulam.” Dark Age was the time after the Deities ascended on their Divine Kingdoms, mythical creatures, legendary beasts, and monsters from abyss broke out and wreck havoc across the continent. During that time, the first magic empire was borne and established. "Ngunit ang lahat ng ito ay isang gawa-gawa lamang, sa halip ito ay talagang ilang mga alingawngaw. Ang kanlurang bahagi ng Southeastern Rehiyon ay isang lugar para sa pang-aalipin, ito man ay para sa mga tao, nilalang, o mga non-humans." Simon said in a heavy tone.