Prologue Birth Of A God

Lady Alaiza ran through the castle halls looking for a view to see her husband. Castle walls were shaking from the force of the silver dragon which has showed up at their doors after the seige of their castle started. The soldiers on the walls were shaking from the aura of the majestic beast the only person who could stand and face the mighty being was the lord of the castle and the highest ranked wizard of the kingdom Lord Jazar. His sword was shimmering and humming like it had a life of its own. He swinged the mighty sword once and a huge cracked appeared in the chest of the dragon and who hardly noticed it. The wound healed instantly. The Dragon roared with anger and pride when it noticed the tiny human inflict damage to its majestic armor not even the red dragons who were the most powerful when it came to attack power could hurt their armor. Lord Jazar ran towards the dragon while throwing a talisman at the beast which instantly turned in to hundreds of spears made of wind rotating at the the end of the spear like a tornado and chased the dragon and inflicted immense damage but the beast instantly healed again. The soul of these creatures was the most sought after ingredient in the making of divine weapons and techniques but they were hardly hunted because a angry out of control dragon was known to destroy cities in minutes. Humans usually left hundreds and thousands of sacrificial lambs at the border of the Dragon Valley so the mighty creatures didn't hunt in villages and cities. After watching the dragon heal it self the wizard sent mental messages to his wife and told her to put the baby in the magical circle that will imbune all the destructive energy in the infant child and hopefully give him a chance at survival. Lord Jamar was using a technique left by the last God like entity that walked in the realm of men and beast. Once lady alaiza put the baby in the crate she ran up on the tower to lay a last look at her husband before the dragon destroyed everything with its fire that will probably burn for few centuries maybe more. The baby cried when the fire spread and turned the castle and everything in its sight to dust. The only place left somewhat intact was the small basement with the intricate magic circles that held life and death in its grasp and everything was transformed to the baby and he slept for days till a man in a hood picked him up and disappeared.