Prologue – Trinity Mage’s Proclamation (revised)

On a desolate plane, a lone figure stood high above while he stared down at the mortal kingdoms and reflected on his past.

Around him, lightning continued to fall as thunder shook the heavens.

Within his shadow death slept and waited for a new victim to play with.

This being watched the world and with his gaze, the lands beneath him were filled with a warm light that healed whatever it touched.

"Master we must leave soon, time is almost upon us." hissed a being hidden in shadows.

Nodding in agreement the man stopped reminiscing about the past and turned to leave, he had things that had to be done for even now his fight was not over.

However, before he left the man approached a giant stone that stood erect.

“This should do nicely,” he whispered to himself.

With a single finger, the man released some sparks from his index finger and pointed it at the stone. After a moment with a grin of satisfaction and without warning he disappeared, all that was left to testify that the man was ever there was a stone engraved with power.

Not long after the man departed from the mountaintop a group of adventurers passed by. One young mage sensed traces of magic that lingered around the solitary stone.

Curious he drew closer to the monument and noticed words etched into the stone.

“Light shall always find a way to bring forth life, Death will never cease to stalk in the shadows. From the Heaven's, judgment will rain down forever!" - Trinity Mage

Beneath the words a picture was etched it was a trinity symbol with lightning in the top loop, the sun in the bottom left while the two moons and stars filled up the bottom right.

For generations to pass this monument would be known as the Trinity Mage’s Proclamation!

Arc 1: Apprentice Mage Chapter 1: Death and Life (revised)

What is death? To many, it is the one part of life feared the most, but what is death? Is it the ending of a mortal life in exchange for a spiritual one or is it the chance for a second life?

To Aaron death was simply a sweet release. His weary soul longed for freedom and so he yearned for death. Though even with death there was no pleasure for his torment seemed to know no bounds as he went from a world of darkness to another.

“No! This can’t be I am still blind, I can’t move. Were all those stories about the afterlife a lie?

Tormented by fate Aaron went from a life as a cripple who could not see nor speak to a world of everlasting darkness where he would be alone for eternity.

To him fate was a cruel being, this had been the case when he was alive as Aaron Pendragon he was the son of a noble on Earth. Talented beyond comprehension with looks that caused any heart to be swayed. At first, it seemed like his destiny was meant to be great. However, that soon changed on his sixteen birthday. On that day he had lost it all and from then on his world had become nothing but a dark lonely place.

Surprisingly enough Aaron carried on with his life for fifteen more years. This was due to one person who had strived to bring joy to his world. The stories of adventures and fantasy worlds that were read to him kept his weary heart aglow.

Though fate had not given up on its endeavor to bring hell to his miserable life and soon the stories were no more. With his only escape from reality gone, he too soon followed as his flame died out.

“I know I died then why can’t I see nor move!”

In the cold darkness that Aaron was in, he contemplated on his twisted fate. Yet soon he felt as though a strong pressure was bearing down on him.

“What is going on is dying and being left to an eternal darkness not enough? Now I must suffer through my own soul being crushed into oblivion too?”

However, soon after the pressure came Aaron felt relief as it dissipated in its place something different could be felt. The air was no longer cold it was warm and even though he could not open his eyes he was sure that there was light evading his darkness.

“What is going on?”

Confused Aaron contemplated about the changes yet in the next second he felt a pain rise inside his chest and then a noise broke past his lips.

Whaaaa!

“Did that noise come from me? It can’t be it sounded like a babies cry. Could it be, could I have been reborn?”

With the thought floating unanswered within Aaron’s mind he soon found himself tired and unable to fight the sleep that overcame him and so Aaron drifted off to sleep.

As Aaron slept his mother gently held him in her arms with a warm smile plastered on her face.

From the nearby room, a large man strode in after hearing the baby’s cry and neared his wife.

"Brom look this is your son!"

The man peered at his son. As he gazed at the child, warmth seeped into his heart. His eyes softened and then he looked at his wife and proclaimed.

"Mary he shall be called Trint!"

Under a bright moon, a child who had finally been blessed by fate was born. While his family celebrated their new addition, he slept with a confused mind. Yet, unknown to all of them the wheels of fate began to turn. And while the child slept, the essences of this world flowed unhindered into him.

So began the journey that will turn a broken man used by fate, reborn into a young boy who will become a legend destined for greatness.