One hundred years have passed since the death of King Elji during this time the world of Tylingariea was in a time of peace that had not been seen since the Era of Dra'ghoul and the destruction of Xeno'vent'taris during the War of the Gods in the First Age of Darkness.
Calingar knew that one day soon the day that had been foretold at the death bed of his father was to pass. As the years following their father's death Calingar had seen in his oldest brother a growing inner darkness.
The seeds of jealousy, greed and the lust for power had become sowed in Morgones heart by forces unknown to him.
the depths of a realm beyond f space and time were those who could weave the fate of others in the Multiverse and are trained in the mastery of Maho-Teki. The mystical power that is interwoven into the fabric of the Multiverse allowing for all people to be capable of using magical abilities.
Maho-Teki is the base of everything in the Multiverse it is compressed of four separate sections
Taiku- The body, stucure and consciousness of a physical person or organism.
Seishin - The soul of the person or organism and it's purity
Neishin- The real intention and innermost thoughts of the person or organism
Chushin- The person or organism center, foucs, core and emphasis.
All of these are connected to a persons or organisms Inochiryoku ( Life Force) every one has the potential to use Maho-Teki the type and strength of it depends on the person.
Two tall fair skinned men one wearing a dark green cloak and the other a dark purple cloak he walked with a long wooden cane slowly under the starry golden sky towards a large black building with three towers."Ava'vek? {is this the right on}" the man with the cane asked in Az'tan
The one in the green cloak nodded " Shi'ri Dan. {we have to hurry.} The two men walked inside their heads down as to not be noticed by the others as what they were both doing would be considered a unlawful act and against the ways of the Fate weavers who must never interact with those fates they have woven.
Walking though endless empty hallways in silence until they reached the room with a symbol of a Ravens head, which was the symbol for library. The two hooded men walked slowly down the selves they searched for the book that they sought.
After what seemed like hours, they made their way to the very back of the library where the floor was very unstable.
It could break underneath them at any moment sending them falling to their death. The men walked slowly around stacks of book that were around them. carefully the man in the green hood moved his hand slowly along the stacks of ancient Texts. The older man placed his hand on an empty section on the shelf, he cried out in pain as a spark of Maho-Teki electricifzed from his hand and the shelf causing visions of a tower, a girl, rings of gold as well as a pure white door flashed in front of his face.
Dismissing these visions as nothing important " this one" he said as he picked up a small black journal covered in dust and made of Dark Demon God skin with ancient Dracoverin symbols on it.
He ran his hand down the cover and could feel the roughness of the demons' skin, the leather almost reptile like texture of the cover sent a chill down his spine.
This book, this relic he had been searching for all his life,a remint of the forgotten past, a way to travel to other Multiverses.
The Figure removed his hood his long silver hair fell behind him and carefully picked up the small journal. " Victor, have you found the book you seek?" The second figure said as he looked at Victor with his dark blue eyes."Yes, Father after searching though the Texts of the First God I have finally found the last Gateway to Tylingariea from the bridge."
" Father, I must go now, this is my destiny. You and I both know this to be true for it has been foretold at my birth. I've seen it myself and I cannot stop Fate," Victor said, as he hugged his father and then pick up a book from the shelf.
Victor opened the ancient book and turned to the middle section and looked at the center paragraph, as Victor did this, he said a magical phrase. Once Victor completed the Magical phrase, he flung the book to the floor causing a beam of bright purple light cracked from the book. Victor watched in awe as the beam of light swirled around them.
Enormous wind picked up all the books around them causing dark purple and blue lighting as well as massive winds formed a portal to a new realm Victor looked back and said " I must go now Father. It is time for the chosen six to gather in Tylingrea. I fear that the Darkness foretold at the death of Erjin Dra'ghouls death bed is approaching."