On a normal day in 8000 BC, floods rushed over the mainland, and rain poured all night, turning a regular day into a nightmare. People believed that doom had befallen them, cries echoing as water swept through houses. However, miraculously, no lives were lost. Everyone sought refuge in the Santurum, a holy place constructed by mystical powers of the gods.
The Santurum, a world in itself, was indestructible even against the wrath of gods. However, a price had to be paid – a soul sacrifice at the end for anyone wanting to leave the Santurum. Otherwise, they would be trapped inside forever. While staying meant eternal happiness without aging, this time was different. All entered the Santurum, except a young lady named Selene, 8 months pregnant and the wife of Gideon, a name tabooed after the council declared him dead.
Once inside, a miracle unfolded – the rain and floods ceased instantly. It seemed as if the Santurum had caused the chaos to lure humans and feast on them.
1st Month of regnal year 8000 BC:
"Ah, it's more swollen," claimed one of the elves treating Xandra. Her skin, black pupil, was smooth as milk. The young wife, pale, carried a 9-month-old in her tummy; her veins were visible.
"Her composure looks better than when we found her," exclaimed one of the Elvian elders, adding, "She would have died that night when Indra, losing his weapon, cried, flooding the entire civilization. We lost a significant number of Elven warriors that night."
"Ahh, ahhhhh," cried Selene as she experienced the pain of the baby moving in her stomach.
"I think it's time; gather all the ladies," shouted the elder.
All the ladies rushed in, closed the open room and its curtains, and then placed a wet cloth on Selene's head. A lot of elderly women closed in on her and used their spells simultaneously. It was the first time in history that Elvian magic was used on a human. Selene went into a subconscious sleep and experienced her long-lost desire.
"Where am I?" was the first thought that came to her mind. It was a vast green field and a perfectly blue sky. She ran and jumped, not sweating a drop. Closing her eyes for some rest, she woke to find herself in the lap of her dear lost husband. Tears flowed through her eyes uncontrollably; she stuttered to say, 'It was not your fault.' Giedon smiled warmly and whispered, 'I know.' He told her about the time when he first saw her, and they spent time together. As night fell, they went to their lovely hut in the valley where Giedon slowly leaned toward Selene, kissing her forehead, and then whispered in her ears, 'Take care of the boy, wake up now, dear.'
She suddenly opened her eyes and started to cry.
"Now, now, take it easy, child," one of the elders patted her and gave her the boy.
He had golden eyes, small black hair, and a mark on his forehead. Described as the child of the angels by the Elvish elders, his hands were pale, and his cries stopped when he was handed over to his mother.
Selene wiped her tears, then kissed her boy. In her arms, momentarily, he slept. At this point, she completely trusted the Elvian society. She passed the boy to one of the ladies standing by her aid and then thanked everyone for their help and support. She was curious about what had happened – how she was there, how the baby was delivered without any pain.
To relieve her worries, one of the elders explained to her, 'You may wonder, my child, why we have long, pointy ears, fair skin, and these unique characteristics. We are of a different race. Soon after diversities of races took over these lands, few races went into hiding, few lived openly, and few lived in the shadows. We are a race of rich diversity and inheritance, so we had no option other than to hide. But, my child, we are not the only race to do that. Along with us, there are 13 more races that went into hiding at the same time as us when humans started to discover lands. We usually hid in places and then made it impossible for humans to ever enter. Like dwarfs have lived under volcanoes for ages.'
"That tiny mutt bastard," one of the elders cursed in the room.
She continues...
There are a lot of races that we don't know and still fear, mostly races of shadow. They live longer than us on this planet and have more knowledge than all of us. Most of them don't bear any ill intention, but there are some most evil among them.
Recently, when we discovered you, we found a cursed huge structure which may be kin to the dark shadow forces, a few miles from where you were found unconscious by one of our warriors.
Selene was shocked hearing this truth and was curious about what could be the cursed huge structure that the elder described.
She stuttered, 'I-i-is it the sa-aaa-nturium?'"
The elder nodding her head sayed " child the santurum claimed many lives and there are many such monuments across the earth " taking a long breath
she contines ...
I was named as Gemine at the elvian age ceremony and after that we had to wonder around the world for 11 years travelling lands and learning about the world in disguise , its was my time of diparture still remember that day
"It was a long summer day where I took the blessing of the elders and then at night slowly left my land "
I was travelling with Ryan the muscle guy . Romi the little one, Shela the cry baby , Rakh the tactician , Sum the feirce bow warrior , Rehan the fool . Agmi the manupulative and lastly myself the dual sword wilder
Age of ceremony is really important as it awkens one real innate ability , its a long tradition and still followed to this date we all had our magic awakening and
IF ONLY I KNEW THATIME THAT **** HAD AWAKEN THAT ABILITY I WOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT HIM ""