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

“I don't know exactly, doctor.” She replied, however. They say that there is a huge beast mounted by a young boy who has just arrived in the hospital parking lot, and that the boy has rushed like a Gorco elf into the building's compound. Oh and I saw the beats, it’s really like they said, amazing! 


“What's that? What's this crazy story?” exclaimed the practitioner, scratching his head. 


“Besides,” continued the nurse without listening to him, a finger under her chin, trying to dig into her memory. “I feel like I've already seen this boy once, a few days ago I think. And to be honest, he's the kind one to be actually unforgettable.” 


The doctor raised his eyebrows without understanding, but anticipating a major event. 


Recovery