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Prologue : Legends
There is an old legend in this universe, one that is shared by all peoples. Whether one's origin is the country of Autozam, Cephiro, Chizeta, or Fahren, they have heard this Legend. It is one of the few cultural similarities that is shared among the four antithetic countries, the Legend is the same in each country, the names have not been changed, the chronology is the same, and locations are congruent. This Legend is older than that of the Magic Knights of Cephiro, who saved the country from destruction long ago. It is ancient compared to the technology of Autozam, which has been the base of that country's economy for centuries. It is older than the Djinn of Fahren, which have been the focus of their military and most religion for thousands of years.
The Legend is of the creation of their universe, or rather, the creation of life in that universe. Some even say that it is actually the restoration of life after a great battle. Nothing can be proven. Either way, the life was created by a single individual, a single indivual who was capable of destroying all existence, but instead chose to create life. A single individual who had a commanding presence as told by some other smaller tales of those who met this individual. A single individual who was mortal.
According to this Legend, a man fought with an incarnation of evil in a battle that took place in a dimension of nothingness. The man unleashed a power so strong that the fabric of that dimension was broken, which created a vacuum that sucked the two beings up while they were still fighting. They landed in a universe of a planet that was a barren wasteland. They continued their battle over the planet, raising mountains. Flattening or dividing existing mountains. They even struck oil. Eventually the man delivers a blow that would kill the evil one. With the evil one's last breath, he said, "I concede, you have won, but remember this: It doesn't matter if you kill me, because I was created by all the evil that once existed. When I die, my evil will be unleashed upon this world, and another like me will surface because of it." The man looked at the evil with a glare of respect, disgust, and hatred, but he would not be merciful or distracted.
Raising his hands in the form of a diamond, he summoned up a sword so powerful, it equalled that of the man who weilded it. Raising the sword up he uttered a phrase quietly before bringing it down in a slash that cut off the evil one's head and made its body explode. The man walked away, his power low after the recent battle. Glancing around he realized that he was stuck in this place, alone. Even if he could regain his strength, he couldn't tear the dimensional fabric without the evil one's help, so he could never leave this barren wasteland.
The man accepted this fact and swore violently before swearing to himself that it could not end like this. Taking a final glance around he used the last of his power to create a magical spring. This was not a normal use of his power, but he was not known for being a normal man. He jumped into the spring and entered what seemed like a magical room with a pedestal. he set his sword upon the pedestal and expanded his power to create a barrier, which would test any who dared to try to take his sword. Eventually, he fell asleep, and became one with the barrier.
The spring he created would create small life around it in only a month, but over the course of a few thousand years, the magical spring would end up being the source for all life on the planet, and during this time humans and animals would quickly come into existance. Because they were born from a magical spring, they were each magical in their own right. Later, they would use their magic to travel to other worlds, which they would eventually call Chizeta, Fahren, and Autozam.
Legends sprang up over the years about the spring, and when the first Magic Knights came to the spring, they fell inside accidently and went through the barrier, which tested them on their will. Their prize was the powerful sword, which split into four pieces. Three of these pieces became different, but weaker swords that would make the Magic Knights' stories as legendary as they were. The other piece however, shot into the barrier and disappeared as it brought out the man who had created the spring. The three knights took him out of the spring and into civilization, where others would discover who he was, and what he had done.
The sleep he endured had robbed him of his strength in order to keep him alive, however, because his sleep kept him alive for so long inside the spring, the man named it the Spring of Eterna. After naming the spring, he set off with the knights' on their journey so that he could regain the power he lost while sleeping. This is what caused other stories to arise about the man who fought against opponents stronger than him but still managed to win, and often became stronger because of it.
After the journey ended, the man spent a long time training, so that he could have enough strength to endure another sleep. However, before his sleep he had one more thing to do. Because of the nature of the knights' journey, he had to choose someone to take the job of sustaining the land.
He walked up to a small blonde girl he had met on the Journey and spoke to her, " I, Gohan, entrust you, Emaraude, with the duty of Pillar." With this said he left for another, shorter sleep. There are tales of when the journey and training had brought him to the other countries, but those are much shorter, and are often irrelevent.
AN: The anticipated sequel to the Fanfic 'Gohan the Mighty'. I spent an hour on this, in fact, I didn't even plan to write it. It came naturally. Also, I sincerely hope that this prologue was as exciting for you to read as it was for me to write.