feelings of hope is all it takes

The universe works in mysterious ways. 

It had been known for Centuries that the Land of Cyrena had creatures among them. Witches, Warlocks, Fairies, and even elves - everyone lived amongst each other in perfect harmony.

Well, it wasn't all that perfect. 

When Megara Cyrena - one of the most powerful witches to ever live - overthrew the evil King Solomon of the land that was previously known as Mortem Dynasty, humans and creatures were able to live together and be together without consequences.

Before, all creatures known as 'the others' had been in hiding, enslaved, or killed. They weren't allowed to openly be themselves, use their magic and powers, or do anything unless their owner demanded it.

Megara grew sick of this. She grew sick of the uncertainty that she could live to see the next day. She grew sick of the hurt, the pain, and the anger. She used her powers to overthrow not only the 'government' King Soloman had set, but also killed the evil man herself to rid the land of anything that would discriminate against magical creatures such as herself.

That was all anyone wanted all along. To be able to live in their own houses, with their own families, and love who they want with no issue. They wanted to work, learn, and survive comfortably without worrying that someone would out them as a creature.

After that, the Kingdom that was previously known as Mortem Dynasty was turned into the Land of Cyrena, after the woman who saved the entire Kingdom all on her own with nothing but vengeance and a dream.

Humans and creatures alike lived in harmony for centuries after this - up until the day that Megara died. Without leaving a known legacy behind, the Cyrena bloodline was finished. The next ruler had tried to control the land in the way Megara had, but ultimately failed leading it to what it was today - chaos.

It wasn't as chaotic as it was when King Solomon had ruled, no, but more so chaotic as person after person, creature after creature, they all wanted one thing and that was to become the next Megara Cyrena. They wanted to overthrow the government and change the land into their own, coming up with their own rules and regulations. Some wanted to change it back to the way King Solomon had wanted it - with nobody but humans allowed to reside comfortably. Some wanted to take Megara's legacy and run with it - improving the world for the better. Bad and good. Great and evil. 

It was pure chaos. Creatures were stronger, humans were smarter. The world was evolving, with humans and creatures alike running to be either the next King Solomon or the next Megara Cyrena. 

A war was starting, brewing in the depths of the land as people selfishly tried to work their way up the ladder of royalty. 

Robin Rexius was the only one to notice this. He was the most powerful warlock in the land of Cyrena, using his power to his advantage. He was well aware of the dangers and troubles that were beginning to occur, yet there was nothing he could do about it. He was all alone, minus the little boy he'd taken under his wing years ago.

He knew he couldn't do it alone - he wasn't half as powerful as Megara Cyrena. If he wanted to stop the war from happening, he was going to need all of the help he could get.

 But where does one even begin?

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Here is the long-awaited prologue! I know it's a little short and maybe even all over the place, but I really tried on it so I hope you guys enjoy this. Characters (excluding the ones that were created by you guys) will be added and taken from the cast list as the story goes on as I'm still tying loose ends together. Either way, I hope you enjoy and I can't wait to get into this story <3