The village was abuzz with rumors when news reached Durn of the rise of a Monster King from the depths of the Blackreach Mountains. This monstrous tyrant, known as Ghorak, had begun uniting the dark forces that lurked beyond the borders of human civilization. His hordes were vast, and his power seemed to grow daily, as if fed by some otherworldly magic. The human kingdoms were in disarray, sending armies to confront him but being driven back with every attempt.
In the midst of this turmoil, an ancient prophecy surfaced—one that spoke of a "chosen one" who would defeat Ghorak and end his reign of terror. But the prophecy was vague. It said that the hero would be someone who "wields the might of the earth, but lacks the gift of magic." The village elders muttered about the prophecy, and Kael overheard them one night, his heart sinking. The last part of the prophecy, "lacks the gift of magic," seemed to speak directly to him.
But Kael scoffed at it. How could someone like him—without magic, without power—be the one to end such an immense threat? He could barely hold his own in the daily bullying at the village square, let alone stand against a monster king. The world was a cruel place, and Kael felt powerless in every sense of the word.