1 Prologue

The Cycle of War

Narrator's Point of View ( POV):

     Long ago, the battle between Light and Dark is raging.

The two never-ending conflict of the opposing forces, gave rise to magnificent continent, called the 'Land of Dawn'.

In this continent, Seven Great Countries have emerged:

• Moniyan Empire

• Azyrya Woodlands

• The Barren Lands

• Agelta Drylands

• Cadia Riverlands

• Northern Vale; and

• Vonetis Islands

. . .

     These countries are inhabited with different races;

~ Humans

~ Elves

~ Demons

~ Undead

~ Orcs

~ Centaurs

~ Wolves

~ Monsters

~ Minotaurs; and

~ The Ancient Ones

. . .

     These races, continuously fighting one another for the sake of either;

- Ideals

- Desires

- Pride

- Vengeance

- Hatred

- Power

- Dominance; and

- Survival

. . .

     Allegiance among these races are impossible.

They trust no one, but their own.

None in the historical events are capable of uniting both races.

To fight as one

and

To work as one.

. . .

     "Is there any slight chance of unity among the contradicting races?"

     "Is there any chance to rewrite the flow of fate?"

     "Is there any hope to attain peace, harmony, and ordinance in this chaotic land?"

"Will there be no more senseless war?"

     "Will there be no sacrifices should be made?"

     Or

     "Will the 'Cycle' ceaselessly repeat throughout generation-to- generation?"

. . .

      "Is there anyone, anybody, who can break the 'Cycle of War'?"

. . .

     Different races, same continent, but their belief and question are alike.

Many have died.

Many have shed blood.

Many have cried.

Many have suffered.

Because of this cruel 'Cycle' that befalls to the land.

. . .

Many have wished, many have believed, and many have hoped that this cycle should be ended.

. . .

It may be the Gods or Goddesses.

Or even the 'Mighty One', to resolve this never-ending cycle.

*battle rages*

*war continues*

*blood spilled on the land*

*vengeance and hatred carved in individual's entirety.*

*tears of grief has shed to the land*

. . .

Time goes by, answers are vague.

Many have lost hope.

Despair dominates through the minds of many.

. . .

This never-ending cruelty of fate, cannot be perished.

. . .

    NO ONE... dares to hope.

Slight evidence of the cycle's ending is impossible.

. . .

     EVERYTHING!

Will fall to 'Despair'.

. . .

The long cherished dreams of many, became 'Delusion' in this land.

. . .

     Past nor present, the 'Cycle of War' never ends...

The Wheel, will continue to move throughout the history of the Land of Dawn.