GIANTS WERE DARK BLOODED creatures, they were one of the races most likely to embrace the darkness. They did not wield Life like natural Feys or mage druids, instead, the life that flowed in their veins made them grow to enormous sizes. The shortest full-blooded giant was said to be 20 feet tall. They had strength that matched their size too, but they were often slow and stupid. Their brain processing power was very low, but still, a herd of giants like this was more than enough for a platoon of 4th class warrior mages. Anakin dodged the club of the first giant, he rolled underneath the legs of another. "Reverse gravity!" Anakin yelled, pointing at the closest giant near him. The giant's eyes rolled in confusion as it floated into the sky. Just those two spells and Anakin could feel his energy draining. Norman was right, wielding Life like this was tedious work, he turned and –SLAM! He felt himself being flung 10 feet in the air as he was hit hard with the side of a giant stick.
KING HEDERICK WAS led through a long dark hallway. The fey king muttered a spell under his breath, "Continual Light," and a ball of light floated from his fingers and went ahead of them, illuminating the whole hallway. "What is it?" King Hederick asked. "What happened to the mage?" "It's hard to say," Dynnatt replied. "It's better you see it for yourself. My scouts found the remains of another man too. He might have been an archer or hunter. He had an enchanted bow beside his corpse." "What killed him?" Dynnatt shrugged. They had gotten in front of a thick wooden door. The Fey king pushed it open and they walked in. It was a small room with a thin bed in one corner. A wizened pale young man lay on the bed. Hederick immediately noted that he was human. Beside the bed, were two female Fey healers. They bowed and hurried out of the room. "Here is the mage," Dynnatt said. "Or ex-mage, is it?" "What do you mean?" "He has Life sucked out of him," Dynnatt walked to the pale figure on
"SIT!" LORD HEDERICK commanded. Anakin bowed and sat on a small stool opposite the throne. Daryth sat beside him, scowling. Queen Eleana sat beside the throne, opposite the boys. Lord Hederick stood, towering over them all. "Tell me," He said, his voice booming across the throne hall. "Tell us what you did.""I, um–" Anakin started, but saw his father's frown so he cleared his throat and said in a stronger voice. "I fought and killed a herd of giants, father." Queen Eleana's eyes threatened to pop. "You what?!" She almost screamed. "Sid you know about it?" Lord Hederick asked Daryth who shook his head vehemently. "How did you do it?" The question was directed at Anakin. "Um, Commander Arlen has been training with me –" "Tell the truth, Anakin!" Anakin looked at the soles of his sandals and said, "I have been receiving some training from someone else." "Who is it?" His father asked. Anakin shrugged slightly. He did not know how to answer that question. Who really was Norman? He
THE SOUNDS OF clashing swords could be heard from 10 miles out as the two countries fought savagely in a large plain land.The ground has been drenched in blood, and the bodies of dead men littered the whole war ground. The two countries were Welsh and Dumstrand. They were both fighting a war started by Dumstrand and although Dumstrand was the faulty party, they were the ones winning. More and more Welsh soldiers dropped to the floor dead; this was mainly because of one particular Dumstrand soldier.This soldier did not wear any helmet; his brown-golden hair was flying in the wind. He wielded two broad swords in each hand, cutting down the Welsh soldiers savagely. He seemed to enjoy the blood flow and feeling of killing because a huge smile was plastered on his face. Blood was splattered on his face and neck, but it was not his blood. On careful inspection, it would he noticed that there was no injury or cut on this soldier's body. Even the arrows that sailed and blindly struck his
IT HAS BEEN OVER 20 years now since Kamizoel was born as a mortal earthling and his life has been riddled with unfortunate disasters. He was dumped as an orphan in front of a foster home and grew up without knowing either his human mother or father. The memories of his past life came to him on his 9th birthday. He was out in the field, raking the dead leaves in the yard, which was his duty for the week alongside 3 other foster children when he felt a searing pain flash in his head. He fell to the floor, groaning but his companions paid him no mind. They all disliked him and watched him writhe in pain for over 15 minutes. Then the pain passed and left with him the scarring memory of his past life. About how he was an Eternal warrior, and the punishment in the void, and even worse, the punishment on earth, and lastly, his hate for humans. His contempt grew towards every human around him, but sadly, he could not do anything because Tanis had put him in a human body that was smaller a
KAMIZOEL WAS NOT meant to die. That was not Tanis's plan for him. But nothing could save him as he fell over 200m down and crashed into hard sharp boulders. He closed his eyes in death. At that same moment and coincidentally in a faraway galaxy of the universe. A supernova was happening. A supernova is the death of a white giant star. It emits so much energy that it can disrupt the normal flow of life on a cosmic scale. It is the energy of the supernova that transported Tanis's soul away from Earth and through worlds, into a world called ANSALON. KAMIZOEL STIRRED SLIGHTLY and opened his eyes. He could not detect different shapes and colors, he felt so dizzy. He tried to stand up but his hands and legs felt very heavy. Have I been reborn as another human on Earth? He thought to himself. "Then that would mean Tanis has a wicked sense of humor." His vision cleared and he could see he was in a large ditch. He tried to sand again but could not even control his feet. After close to 5 mi
ANAKIN WALKED INTO his room and closed the door. He felt angry and cheated upon by fate. Why would some children have this thing called Life while others would not? He paced the length of his room, agitated. But what exactly was Life? He asked himself. He was still trying to get more familiar with this new world that he found himself in. He looked healthy. He felt healthy, and he was alive, but still, he had been told that he had almost no life. He looked at his hands carefully and willed with all his might, then he snapped his fingers, just as he had seen Daryth do a few minutes ago. He was half expecting that some miracle would occur and a flame would pop on his finger. But there was nothing. Nothing happened. He sighed and walked out of his room. He was headed to the royal library where he could read everything he wanted about Life in Ansalon. The library was a tall room with a very high ceiling. There were people in thick hooded robes walking around. These were a sector of th
ANAKIN'S MIND WAS disturbed. Lord Bard's comment had hurt his pride, this was the pride of Kamizoel. The real Anakin would not have minded because he had gotten used to all the insults. Anakin turned to look at Arya. He disliked her father and tried to dislike her too, but he could not. She reminded him of the angelic nature of the female gods in Ethereal. Daryth was making an effort to catch her attention, he was snapping fiery fingers and shooting the flames up in the air. No other kid of his age in all of the capital could wield life as powerfully as Daryth could, and he made sure to let Arya know that. Anakin scoffed and turned to look at Commander Arlen. "I'm going to go to my room. Walking like this makes me weak." He said. Daryth scoffed and said, "You should see my training field. Taking a night stroll like this is nothing, especially not with the life pumping through my veins." Anakin opened his mouth to reply, but he saw Arya looking at him. So he simply turned and walke