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

An ocean of truly suffocating smoke rose again to invade everything. 


For this reason, and also because of his fatigue which had become downright alarming, Miron did not see the monster silently approaching him from behind, raising his sharp weapon, a sword forged from a black metal and specially designed for him, and wanted to strike him without return. But again, he didn't succeed in his plan, because Kei, so loyal, unfailingly dedicated and who loved his friend so much, stepped in and received instead the sword right in his chest, a sword that, while sinking into him, tore all his flesh. 


Miron, helpless, breathless, looked at the terrible picture before him, still denying its reality, too shocked to accept it as it was in all its horror and despair. 


"Kei, what have you done?" he finally said. 


Kei smiled. Blood came out of his mouth and flowed. 


"Miron, didn't...I...tell you? I would do...anything for you. I love you beyond words." 


Oblivion