Maple World - a mystery in itself. A world filled with monsters, horrors, and yet, of people so pure and clear, of beliefs held steadfast. Maple World has many creatures living on it, and as of right now, the world is thrown into chaos. Fires spread through the world, the night sky dark without any sort of light… Nothing but chaos was evident in Maple World. Yet, who could have done it?

If you asked anyone, they would stare with fearful eyes. This world was far from safe, nowadays, but even though, there were people that could overcome that. People, who seemed like heroes.

A rag-tag group of people from all walks of life, and yet, they worked together so perfectly. Led by the Dragon Master, Freud, there were five other heroes. Phantom, the Master Thief; Luminous, the Light Magician; Mercedes, the Elven Queen; and Aran, the Combo Master. The sixth one, however… his name has been forgotten, lost to the sands of time.

Our story begins at the final battle - in the intricate Temple of Time, razed by fire and by darkness. The once white maze has since been covered in dark shadows and evil energy…

"Aran!" came a shout as the warrior dropped to one knee. A quick glance around confirmed that right now, there were only two. A woman with long white hair - the warrior Aran, and a man clothed in intricate white and gold, with the oddest purple eyes - Phantom.

A few quick steps brought the blond man next to her side, glancing over the woman's injuries. While none of them were fatal, it was the exhaustion that affected both of them more than any of their real wounds.

Phantom looked up and around to see Freud, running towards them. He turned his head again and found Queen Mercedes, slumped against a pillar. The fight was turning sour, but he assumed that with Freud's reappearance, the man was finished with his work.

"Phantom!" came the brown haired man's voice. "We're almost done. Luminous is finishing up right now, and Eunwol is fending off the others. We have to leave!" He seemed disheveled, and there was a note of panic in his voice.

The blond thief looked around at the disaster around him. The monsters were already bleeding out on the floor, and the whole area was a disaster. Through the open doors, he saw Luminous' light flashing and Eunwol's strikes. And in that moment, he knew he had to make a decision. His eyes kept watching the battle, and his breath hitched as they were knocked away.

"Get Luminous and Eunwol out of there," he said, slowly standing up. "They won't last long… Not with the approaching danger."

Freud looked alarmed. "Phantom, you can't think of fighting the Black Mage by yourself…! That's suicide! Think that through!"

The thief looked towards the open doors. "Sorry, Freud. I already have, and… You all deserve so much more than I do. I can't let you sacrifice your lives now. Not after everything you've done for me." He gripped his cane with a tired hand. His eyes were set firmly.

The mage frowned. "I can't change your mind…" The brown haired man kneeled down to Aran's side, and healed the warrior of her exhaustion. "I'm not letting you go alone. Take Aran with you."

Aran stood up next to the thin man, patting his shoulder. "We can't let you go alone, Phantom. As your friend… we can't let you go." She held her polearm in her hand, and started off.

Phantom glanced backwards at Freud, before he followed after her.

As they entered the chamber, Phantom pulled his hat down to cover his eyes. His eyes glowed purple and he looked at the figures. Blue for Eunwol, Red for the Black Mage and… Phantom's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. Luminous was outlined by a purple color, with hints of red in it. He clenched his cane - something had already happened.

"Luminous! Eunwol!" Aran spoke loudly. "Get out of here! Phantom and I will handle this."

Luminous gave the warrior an odd look, but Eunwol cut in before he could say anything. "Thank you, Aran. I will be back later, to come back for you. I hope you will still be alive when I do," the black haired man said. He pulled Luminous out of the room.

Phantom breathed. "Aran, I'll support you. Please, be careful…" A few words muttered under his breath gave both of them protection. His eyes flickered back to normal.

He watched the female warrior charge towards the cloaked magician, and he prepared to protect Aran… A chill ran up his spine as he heard a thud. The doors had closed.

Phantom mumbled quietly, cards forming around him. They shot towards the figure of the Black Mage, and he charged to the cloaked figure. His cane collided with him at the same time that his cards did, and he flipped backwards to land back on his feet. He looked over to see how Aran was doing, and realized something.

He followed the light across the ceiling and peered at the glyph under the Black Mage. A seal… Freud and Luminous were planning on sealing him away! He wracked his brain and started chanting. Phantom stumbled over some of the elven words, but he continued. The glyph appeared below him as well, and Aran glanced over at him, before she began fighting again.

He heard something hit the ground hard, and he flinched, stuttering slightly when he heard the large weapon clatter on the ground. His words were getting faster and faster. The dark pressure on him got heavier and heavier, and he was crumpling to the ground.

The blond felt as though he was being poisoned - the air was heavy and hard to breath and he felt himself clenching at his cane. He barely managed to get out the last word, before he collapsed on the ground. The man watched the chains envelop around the Black Mage, and as they did, his air depleted faster, and faster.

When Eunwol came back for them… All he would find is Phantom, crumpled on the ground and unmoving, and Aran, dried with blood. He would take up both of them, and end up giving them what they deserved - to be buried.

"That leaves Luminous and I," Eunwol mumbled tiredly. The first signs of frost began to show on his arms, but he covered both of the heroes, and sat down against the tree next to their graves. "I hope he's doing fine…"

It would be minutes before the ice could fully cover him and leave him to be frozen until the time came. And it would be centuries before he would be awakened - and, forgotten.