(Note: I wrote this fan fiction for a few reasons. The main character, Roren, is also the main character of my comic book that I'm trying to write, and I wanted to establish his personality and history. I also needed to be inspired to keep writing, since I was getting board. So the fan fiction has helped with that. The purpose of the Prologue is to fill any readers in on Roren's life up to the point where he meets Sora, but it is not essential to the story. I would recomend reading it if you want to know about him, but it is not super important. Thank You for reading :) )

Prologue- Roren's Life: Through Year One

Roren Agnellus had already lived a hard life before he even met Sora, I can tell you; I know all about it. I would know, since I wrote it that way. His father was a soldier, captured by Rommorans while fighting on a battlefield, so you can go ahead and assume he is dead, even though Roren won't. His mother died as well, so he lives with his sister and his aunt in a musty old farmhouse in the middle of nowhere.

Although Roren is very personable (the kind of guy who is just a hoot to spend time with) he is actually fairly uninteresting. Well, I couldn't leave him that way, so you should know that he has a great power. When he was young, a stranger named Thane sealed the power of The Devastation inside of him, giving Roren strength to destroy mountains. It is the very same power that brought about the end of The Ancients, and before long it will destroy Roren too, if he gives into it.

Thane wants to use Roren, but maybe this boy has stronger resolve than the man realized. That is how it happens sometimes, in the best stories.

Later in his life Roren enlists in the army, where he meets Captain Henry Adams. Henry is always calm, and he has difficulty understanding the way Roren thinks. All the same, he worries about the enthusiastic young fighter, for he knows about The Devastation, and what it will do.

During one particular battle, Roren thinks his new friend Kari has been killed, and that she gave her life to stop the enemy. He awakes on the field in the aftermath of the struggle, feeling dazed and weary.

Everything around him is charred and desolate, all the grass burned away in the gunpowder explosion. He sits up and looks around. The death he sees his heartbreaking, but only because he is not used to it yet.

"What a mess," he sighs. His hands are scrapped raw, and they leave streaks of blood on his forehead when he whips his face with them. "Kari…" he says and shakes his head. Maybe he will cry; he has a big heart, you see, and has trouble accepting the horror of the battle.

Then he sees her as she shakily stands up somewhere in the distance. Roren is suddenly frantic, but happy as he struggles to his feet. "Kari!" He calls, and runs to her.

Kari doesn't see him right away, but he rushes up to her and seeps her feet up in his arms. They both laugh as he spins and dances around on the burned out earth.

"We did it!" He shouts. His arms are weak, but he still holds her. "We did it! I can't believe it! We—you! You did it! You're amazing! You are absolutely amazing!"

Kari smiles and laughs at him. Finally he falls to the ground, crying and chuckling at once. He is hurt, and they are tired, but they are so happy just to have survived.

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Time goes on, and Roren meets other soldiers and friends. All the while he struggles inwardly with The Devastation, trying to decide if he wants to keep it, or throw it away forever.

At one time Roren is given an assignment to deliver a letter to another division of the army, but is waylaid in a town that is about to start a war with a neighboring kingdom. Roren must act as a body guard to Prince Elijah and his sister Princess Kate in order to deliver his message. Elijah has the ability to read the wind, and direct it, making him the rightful heir to his family's kingdom, if he ever chooses to return there. Kate means everything to her brother, but despite Roren's attempt to save her, she is killed by assassins.

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The funeral is long over, but Elijah still stands at the crest of the hill, letting the driving rain soak his cloths. Roren knew the young prince was causing the rain, as a symbol of his sorrow. Roren feels cold, wet, and heartsick for his friend. He doesn't dare close his eyes, for he knows it will be Kate that he sees.

Kari comes up beside him and lightly touches his elbow. "You should go talk to him."

"Why me?"

She pushes him a little, and frowns. "I just think you should go. It'll be important."

"But I…" He has no excuse, and hides his discomfort by sighing as if he is annoyed.

Kari walks away, refusing to hear Roren's protests. He watches her go, and then strides slowly up the hill, his boots slipping on the wet grass.

He stands behind Elijah, a little ways apart from him. He clears his throat, and Elijah can feel his breath even from a distance. "Do you…uh, want to come back now?" Roren asks.

Elijah is like a statue of a boy with his head hung low. Roren shifts closer just to make sure he is heard. "Listen, Elijah, I'm really sorry…" the words seem so tired to him, but he finishes "…about Kate."

Still the other boy does not move, and the rain continues to fall.

Roren looks up at the grey sky, and raindrops hit his face. "I was wondering, is this how you cry? By making it rain?" He scuffs the ground with his foot and takes a deep breath. "Because…I've only seen you cry once about this, and…I just want you to know that it's okay to cry…if you want to."

At first it doesn't appear that his words mean anything to the other boy, but please know that they did. In fact, that was all he needed to hear.

Elijah turns around and quickly runs to the unprepared soldier. He presses his soggy head against Roren's chest and cries, while the rain falls even harder on them. Roren tenses with surprise, but then slowly wraps comforting arms around the heartbroken boy. He is colder than ever, but he stays out in the storm with Elijah until the sky clears.

Roren had been in many other fights, but those are stories that I plan to tell another way. I will say that he used The Devastation, and that he had to fight many times, and sometimes kill. There were moments during that first year when he would slump down a weep for the horrible things he had seen and done, but he would rise every morning ready to do it all again.

You see, one thing he believed was that this was the way of things, if he ever expected freedom in an evil world, but that can mean so many things. Truly, his heart was torn up, both by the war, and by Thane, who had darker plans for him. And now, one more battle has just ended, but the story, and the magic, are just about to begin.