After the collision of the meteor against the planet [redacted], magic was born. It altered everything. It brought imagination into reality.  Dead human relatives reawakened in their skeletons. Animals and plants morphed to fulfill their desires and became intelligent along the process.

   This change created two main species, Humans and Monsters but, there was an in between. They are known as Shapeshifters. These were the ones who had two separate forms, magical and physical.  [The other pages are missing. Read the story?]

Edgar is admiring a past scenery of the river that is by “Oasis”

Error (Alias)  = Edgar (True name)

WARNING Before you read content will go over mild violence! Mentions of war and blood.

1292 BC

Screams of pain and agony echoed from the streets of the falling kingdom. Blood tainted the windows and walls. Fighters broke through fragile doors filled with mal intent. Civilians were unable to defend themselves. Guards were long finished.

The beating sun watched from above. There was no stealth in this attack, only brutal destruction. Every single soul was ripped out with strings except for the army of the winning team. 

“This was once the city of Oasis,” a figure said. They stood upon the balcony of the main structure, a castle. With grace they motioned to the burning city around him. He was a regal skeleton; his bone color was mainly black but there were other colors too. Red, yellow and blue, these were signs of royalty. Even under his eye sockets did he have this royal blue streaked.

 “But now…It’s gone, and it will become mine,” he said. 

His dark blue robe billowed behind him unbothered by the grit.

The soldiers’ swords, pikes and spears lifted up from the ground as they cheered.

  “Long live Edgar! Long lived Edgar!”

The regal skeleton could not help but smile. It was wicked, and murderous.

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