All the laws in the world emerge from one source. All the energy is born at that source and returns to that source. It is connected and not connected to everything at the same time.

  Through many accounts in history, it is evident. Once upon a time, to access the source power, Prana, you had to be chosen by fate. Only a few could access its power. Only they could perform miracles.

  But one wanted to change this. The King of Rose Valley Plains. This king took it upon himself to travel all over the world and find a way to realise his dream to make this world an equal place. In the far west end of the world, he met a group of beings who built The Ferrous Blood Temple, hiding within the Smouldering Mountains of Ash. Using their abilities and knowledge of Prana, and what he found in the five Temples of Origination, he found a way to make Prana accessible to everyone.

  After holding a council with the nine strongest beings of that time, he decided to break the seal that could lift the limitations. He made the world aware of his intentions. But then one by one, his brethren began to fall. Betrayal was rampant. More and more people revealed themselves as the king's opposition. Determined to fight them, the king taught everything to seven individuals, each from a different race. He led his war and disappeared. Nowhere to be seen or heard. But with his disappearance, the barrier to Prana was lifted too.

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  With the barrier lifted, individual Wills formed at the source of creation, emerged across the continents in hordes, unlike at specific secret locations like before. They formed bonds with people to become their Daemons. Through this way the Daemons anchored themselves in the world and granted people they are bonded to, the access to Prana.

  Rumours spread that the Rose Valley King was killed by demons and dragons. As they are the ones with the most access to prana, at that time, everyone believed the rumours. A war was waged by the seven races, against these two races. Driving the dragons away from society and enslaving the demons.

  “Straak, sir!”

  One of the soldiers called out my name. They always interrupt me when I get to the good parts. I closed the book I was reading.

  “Yes?”

  “Everything is ready sir. The vice-commander ordered me to tell you.”

  Although I was reluctant, I got up from my seat. I cannot run away from this war. After all, I started this terror myself.