Campoccino

Within the ten Domains, it is only the Voids who are powerless. They have been subjected to the mockery of others, being unable to use mana nor cast any spell. For a thousand years that has been their fate, until there were those bold enough to try and change their fate.

This is the story of a world destroyed by war and greed. A story coated by all sorts of sins and secrets. A story where only the strongest survive. A story of a young boy laughed upon by fate.

This is A Story of Evil.

A Story of Evil

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we'd like to welcome you all here to this special event!"

"Yes and, why don't we give it up for our esteemed guests as well?"

Two announcers stood at the middle of the arena. One male and the other female. The crowds cheered like crazy as they spoke, hyping up the event even more. It made the event feel more than just demonstration fights and, made it have a vibe similar to the hype of the people during the Culling.

"That's right! We have been visited by none other than Shadow itself! The newly established elite team, lead by the last champion of the Culling, Solomon Pendragon!"

"Hey they just omitted mentioning you." Nathan said from on top of the observer's lounge where the other members of Shadow were.

"I don't mind. It was mostly Solomon who did all the work during the Culling anyways." Was Alice's reply. Just wanting to get entertained by the fights that were to come – focusing on the announcers who continued speaking.

The Summoners' Domain V