"A boy who wields both light and darkness in his hands. A boy who can rule over all of the Realms. The fourth person to be able to surpass the limit."
That was the prophecy hidden by Malice in her innermost chamber. It was a prophecy that she did not want anyone else to know. For it will destroy her one day.
She sat on a round table with the elites, her throne was higher than the others, showing her supremacy over her people. Twelve more people sat around the table, each possess a vast amount of magic and experience within them.
"Are you positive that it's the Prince Lance?" One of her Vassals asked. Malice turned to the Vassal, eyes glowing in anger. This man is named Blithe, with his title as Hell's Flames, he has the hottest flames among their realm.
