Chapter 1: The Genesis
On a cold night, the Romanian empire were attacked by Zordian soldiers. Herlures, the king of Romania and father of two sons and two daughters fought until the entire empire were held captive.
He and his family managed to escape to an island called Cerlin where they stayed twenty and three days. On the twenty fourth day, Herlures went into the cave where his father, Kreutos (god of all elements) died. There, his father's spirit appeared and they conversed. Kreutos instructed his son not to turn his back against his people, but Helures said, "Father, neither do I have an army nor powers like you, I'm completely useless." Then Kreutos reminded him the son of whom he was and lay his finger upon the forehead of Herlures. A bright light shone and immediately, Herlures passed out for about an hour. By the time he was awake, his father was gone.
Herlures returned to the island where his family were after two days. Every night, Herlures would train as a mere mortal whom he assumed he was but on a certain night, he recalled the words of his father and that was when he discovered his true powers. On his first attempt, he lost control and destroyed a lot of trees with the fire his hands produced. He vowed never to use this power again as he pondered on how he was ever going to control it. Because of the noise coming from his usual training spot, one of his daughters peeped to check on his safety and when she saw him she sensed a sudden weirdness in his reaction to her presence and started to smell something fishy.
On a certain day, Herlures went very early in the morning to Romania, disguised as a spy and found out that it was his own brother who had overthrown him. His brother was the Emeror of the Zordian soldiers. He used black magic to fight and win wars. Unknown to Herlures, he was spotted by one of the soldiers and was being watched, but luckily for him, he escaped through the dark tunnels of the gourds. In this tunnel, he saw sculptures and drawings of old creatures.
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