:Prolog:
It was thousands of years ago, on a planet called Aselia, where a race called humans were just finally getting their footing right. A great comet came from the sky, a comet as large as Aselia, but so much more powerful.
The comet brought down a strange and very different race than the humans, they became known as elves. And they brought with them vast and unimaginable wonders.
When the elves descended from their comet down to the surface of Aselia, they met a human named Prometheus. Prometheus and the elves both used different languages, and it soon became apparent that it would be very difficult to communicate unless the elves were able to learn the language of Prometheus.
Prometheus spoke through gestures, and showed them to his cottage. They met his wife, Rosetta, and together they tried to teach the elves human speech. After several months, the elves finally got the hang of the human language and were ready to interact with other humans, so Prometheus and Rosetta took them to a small town one day to buy supplies and groceries.
When the elves came to the town, they were appalled at how primitive the conditions of the town were, likewise the humans gaped and stared at the strangeness of the newcomers. They were especially curious of the pointy ears they had, and their attire, which contrasted greatly from theirs.
But the real controversy came when one of the elves pulled out a device from his home world, an inhaler, for he was plagued with a terrible disease. He put it too his mouth and pressed the button, puffs of yellow smoke spewed out from the back. The humans watched in wonder as the elf took his medication.
Over time the elves showed the humans more and more of their wonders, each more amazing and awe inspiring than the next. And after each one the humans craved more and more, their hunger was insatiable. These wonders would be dubbed in the human language as "Magitechnology".
An interesting event also took place at the same time the humans discovered Magitechnology, the first son of Prometheus, named Adam, fell in love with one of the elves that came down from the comet, whose name was Lilith. Their love was unlike anything two races had seen, or wanted for that matter. Both Adam and Lilith, despite loving each other so much, were forbidden by their individual races to see each other. Never the less, the two found a way and eloped, against their parent's wishes. They had their first child, and stared a new race on the planet Aselia, a race that came to be known as half-elves.
It was this that sparked the loathing and hatred between the two races. The elves stayed on the planet Aselia, studying the humans, learning their ways. Over time, they began to despise them. Their habits, the anger, the hatred, the greed, the elves saw these things as primitive and unworthy of being mixed in with their culture. So, one day, the elves returned to their comet and left Aselia forever.
But not without a present…
It was a tree of everlasting mana; it brought prosperity and life to the world of Aselia. In time, this tree would be known in the human language as "The Great Kharlan Tree" and it would be the source of all agreement, strife, peace, war, solitude, and conflict between the humans, elves, and everyone in between.
The humans, wanting to harness this source of power, developed Magitechnology of their own. And soon began to use the mana from the Kharlan tree to power this technology, they became completely dependent on the tree's mana for everyday needs. Tooth brushes, dishwashers, dryers, washing machines, the humans built a machine for everything.
That's when their greed set in.
They began developing weapons of war, bombs, robots, lasers, blasters, among other things used for destruction and death. They turned on each other, and began killing one another for the mana of the great tree. It was civil war, with all the mana in the world as the grand prize.
Then, one day, all the Magitechnology in the world of Aselia, was gone.
Well, not really gone. It stopped working, all the weapons of war, all the home appliances, ceased function. The mana that ran them had disappeared; the great tree was completely dry of mana. It withered at the touch of man's greed and died.
But that didn't stop them from killing each other.
The war continued, one side accusing the other of taking the seed of the great tree. The seed that, with it, could grow back into the great tree itself. If it were to germinate, the tree would be reborn, and the mana would be restored.
In short, whoever possessed it would be the most powerful man alive.
Both sides sent treasure hunters, soliders, mercenaries, anyone to find the great seed before the others did. But to no avail, it seemed the great seed would never be found. Slowly, it drifted into the stuff of fairy tales and mythology.
But the war continued.
It continued for so long that both sides forgot what they were fighting over, and they agreed that one of them should back down. But they didn't, man's pride got in the way. And the war raged on, and on, and on, seemingly without end.
And far off somewhere, in a secret village of Elves who chose to stay behind on Aselia, a half-elf boy and his sister grew in secret, waiting for their destiny to unravel…