Growing up as a child Elena had the best memories of her father until the heavy wind blow all that she had away from her. She was amazed by her father, who happened to be a constellation recorder mage for Greham. Four years old Elena went to the constellation room with her father, who often show her around the room where other workers did their work uninterrupted. Elena was often amazed at the beautiful lightning and flames that came out of the interlocked circle constellating tool."Here, at Greham we have a record of all the constellations. Even the ones on your birthday. Would you like to see it? He asked the little girl lovingly. "Yes, father." She said smiling. The father burst out laughing as well."Alright, let us go." He carried her on his shoulder. And went into where her constellation record was kept and placed it inside a bowl of water. Letting out the blooming stars."Look at that, there it is." He said to her, that same night the four season families of Elysian invaded hi
Stefan had opened the door and gone inside the cabin leaving her in her amazement. "Cressida, there's even a bath in here." He opened the door, peeped at her, and screamed out loud when she seemed not still ready to step into the cabin. She hurried into the house to see things for herself. To her surprise, it had a different look."Cressida. There are tons of things to eat and even the bathtub is very nice." Stefan stood placing one of his arms on his waist and the other on the center pillar of the house made with wood. This place was nothing compared to what Cressida had told him before now. "Master, you had yourself a pretty nice place. Did you have to scare your pupil like this? You are one weird…" He turns around to where the wooden bed was made. "There's even a blanket. This is so soft, it is nice and comfy." He sat on the bed and kept touching it.Cressida said absolutely nothing the whole time, she kept wandering around the room suspiciously"They are not mine. Someone else is
The night is accompanied with rain hammering down in the streets. A woman dressed in a thin veil evades a rabble of guards as she walks through town.Slipping down the back alleys, she makes her way to a poor family'You poor thing, child take this and eat' the woman said, caressing the child's head.The little dirty boy in rags sat up with the help of his mother"Child, go on," his mother said while feeding him."I will bring more meals for you, eat slowly" the woman dressed in a thin veil said. She moved out of the room and slowly raised her eyes to look at the strange devilish man in a caged room while shutting the door behind her.The strange devilish man arrives, with blue-grey skin and charges at the poor woman and her child in rags. Thankfully, a demon slayer called Daniel Donovan appears, the both exchange fists and Daniel Donovan throws him across the room. Somehow conjuring up water powers, he confines it to a prison.The door slams open in a hurry "Matt" the woman screamed
20 years later and the child conceived has grown into Stefan Donovan who happens to be at the royal palace overseen by Petrova Theodore.On the frozen lake in the outskirts of the village, Elena, a female Shadow Assassin is seen having a tense argument with some soldier who came to capture her."So you're Elena, the Shadow Assassin who has been going around killing all the mages in the City." Petrova Theodore confronted her."They call me Elena, for wherever I go, heads fall on the ground, a beautiful name isn't it? '' she replied boastfully with a cheek up smile."Kill her," the head soldier ordered.Immediately arrows were raised by the soldiers and fired towards Elena who loosen her hat ropes, throw it off and draw out her sword to resist the arrows into the frozen ice. A magic arrow fired towards Elena by Petrova the head soldier almost threw her off her feet, the enchanting forces of the air held her firm.The trop and Elena kept fighting across this frozen lake. The head soldi
Stefan Donovan is the son of Daniel Donovan. A fine gentleman who is currently off training in the mountains. Stefan is on the mountain with his master sitting on his knees. His current teacher, an elder monk, is angry at his attitude and refuses to teach him. "Today, I shall end my training". He tells his master. "You have not even finished your training, how dare you decide to end the training without my permission?" "You asked me to expand my knowledge, so I read and memorized hundreds of spell books. You asked me to train my mind, so I patiently sharpened hundreds of swords. However, you never taught me any kinds of spells. The only lessons I have learnt here is that you have no intentions to teach me spells at all, now that I have learnt a big lesson I'd love to end it and leave." "The leader of Pandora asked me to keep you here for three years" Stefan wasn't ready to listen to what the monk had to say, he wasn't the type that kept to rules. "I know you're building a sanct
"You should wash first and doll yourself up". Cressida slowly let go of her stick and made a dance kind of move with the mistress' hand. She was surprised and scared at first but almost immediately cheered up and smiled. "So you can dance as well?"."Did it look like a dance?" Apparently, Cressida was obviously making one of her fight moves which the mistress didn't understand, but because it didn't hurt her she felt it was a dance move."If my moves contained power, your arm would have fallen right off." Cressida said inwardly, she was quickly snapped out of her assumptions when the mistress dragged her cheeks."I am older than you, so you should speak in honorifics and I hope you will also treat my customers with respect too." The mistress kept to her cheeks and shaked her as though to lay emphasis." You just wait, I will kill you too." Cressida wasn't comfortable with this threat and as usual she kept her ill speeches in her mind. "A lot of powerful people come to our brothel. T
"You must be crazy." She shuffles beneath her breath. She ran off with a picky bag of coins and in an attempt to escape fell off the window and Stefan couldn't help but feel pity for her. Trevor walks into the room immediately after Cressida leaves."What are you looking at?"Stefan, who was still staring at the window, turned to look at him."What? Nothing, Trevor, I heard the Shadow Assassin uses Tansus." Stefan picks the crab leg and examines it carefully.Trevor chuckled,"What do you know about Tansus?""I know enough, I read about it in my free time". Stefan sounded confident about this information."Tansus is the type of swordsmanship that only the best mages can learn, you flick energy with a blade just like you flick water. A single strike is enough to kill someone." Trevor explained to Stefan." But why did you ask?"Youkay raised the crab leg in his face and recalled the moves Cressida made on him. "I am just wondering if this crab leg almost could have killed me.""Give i
Cressida was overly cheerful with him and apologized for threatening him with a crab leg the previous day.Stefan constantly tries her patience, being overly picky with everything she does from making the bed to running a bath. Cressida promises to kill him first once she’s regained her power. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have her water powers right now. But hey, that doesn’t stop a girl from dreaming!Interestingly, Cressida does notice something intriguing in Stefan's possession while bringing him his clothes, coming in the form of a spirit emblem; that shiny blue necklace Elena used to restrict Petrova at the lake."That spirit plague will allow me to break the barrier and enter Pandora. But I cannot do that right now because I do not have powers to cast spells. I should find my sword, I might get my powers back if I find my sword.""With that spirit plague, I will be able to enter Pandora. Cressida said audibly this time. Donovan Stefan stares at his late mother's portrait at the