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

The mercenaries set out to explore, the golden kingdom, weighing coins, playing, smelling, biting, they did everything possible to make their unimaginable booty in that moment. 


But Miron, although also slightly exhilarated by this avalanche of wealth, walked slowly, looking around him, discovering writings on the walls, no doubt ancient, and of obviously, without him being surprised, was able to read. So he read. 


"Bring only gold equal to your body, otherwise this place will devour you. No need for sacrifices to be made, if your vice is only low". 


Immediately guessing what these words implied, Miron sardonically smiled as he thought of the unique expression his sordid companions would inevitably wear when he told them about the "gold" rule of the treasure room. 


Miron continued his exploration, and soon noticed a crystal bottle sitting on a gold table. 


He took it and read the words engraved on it. 


Revelation