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

"Another monster. Somebody deal with it and fast so we can get back to sleep." Miron commanded as he turned away from the unconscious and damaging beast. 


"Yes master." obeyed his servant as he got up. 


The beast was a kind of huge crawling creature covered with scales made of glass and metal of a saturnian white and various golden rings. It crawled between the rocks inexorably approaching its "prey". 


When it stood before the monster, opening its mouth wide to devour it, Miron stopped his guardian and decided on the turn of events. 


"Now that I think about it, I'd rather have Kei take care of that damned mindless troublemaker." 


"What me!" exclaimed Kei as he leapt from his "bed" and looked at Miron as if the latter had become a heartless and senseless being himself. Miron still with his back turned to continue his rest added, mocking. 


Proof