"Within this world Son, strength is absolute. No matter an opponent's strategy, or how many enemies you may face, all is meaningless within the face of overwhelming power. The tides of battle can be changed in an instant by a single powerful mage. You, Cyril, will become such a mage. Such is the destiny of a child born within the Helmer family."
A young Cyril looked towards his Father with admiration within his eyes. The words that were spoken to him seemed magical. This was his destiny, his birthright, he thought. Day after day, he underwent stressful training to grow as strong as his Father desired him to be. Despite all the gruesome work, despite the years of his life that he lost in the pursuit of power, Cyril pushed forward. After all, his Father said so himself. He would become a mage that could overcome any obstacle. He believed those words, always looking towards his parent with respect. That is until the day his mother died.
