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

They were greeted by a vast and spacious hall decorated with white marble whose pillars encrusted with stones with discreet sparkles were half surrounded by enormous pots of exotic flowers. 


They observed the place for a moment before moving towards the reception desk where the young woman who was standing there was smiling warmly at them. 


Kei admired the beautiful employee whose long, smoky gray hair was expertly curled around her pale pink face while Miron asked her about the different missions the agency offered and the amount of the remuneration. Obviously the latter depended on the importance of the mission as well as the financial situation of the clients. 


The young woman didn't need to call on a superior to explain to them how they had to deal with a mission, and the agency took about 7% of commission for each one, no matter how big it was. 


Finally, she accompanied them to the back of the main hall to show them the board where each mission resided. 


The Graazaldine