A legend told that far, far away, on the edge of the magical realms, there was a city, a great black city built on a mountain famous for its curse.
Only the black mages and all those who were deeply linked to the darkness were allowed to enter this place of the night, feared by all. It was there, far from the light, that a young boy named Miron was imprisoned. He lived within the walls of a huge building, among other children, under the domination of a banished black mage, who tried to subdue him because of his rebellious and untamable nature. Miron did not know how to break free from this terrible prison. But opportunity knocked in the year he turned thirteen when he discovered a power his dark tormentors wished he had never known.

The Prince Of Mages

"Uh, sir! This sandwich belongs to this young boy even though he hasn't paid for it yet, he ordered it first, so if you could...if you could be so kind as to give it back to him, then..." the contrite and frightened waitress tried to intervene. She remained silent while jumping in terror when the horrible customer turned towards her with force and even leaned to plunge his eyes in hers as well as to intensify his domination, he sketched this time, a vulgar and carnivorous smile, showing his total lack of empathy as well as his growing desire to cause chaos. 


"So what? Huh? What? You're going to offer me everything that's left here?" 


The saleswoman didn't know what to say or do as she was so frightened and embarrassed, not to mention that she had no incompetent authority regarding the store's goods. 


Ignorance