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It began five hundred years ago. The founding of Wizard City by a magician named Merle Ambrose. He found the great tree Bartleby and created one of the busiest places in the magic world called the Spiral. He saw many wizards come and go, he saw professors teach thousands of students over time. He helped train wizards and teach them how to help people throughout the Spiral. He taught the wizards kindness and respect. For all of his achievements, Merle Ambrose lay dying. Nothing could be done about it, old age had taken its toll. In his last moments, he confessed his greatest secret to the Ravenwood Professors. Even Malistaire was there, his heart being purified by the strongest Theurgist ever to live. He had a child. He had placed the boy in a secret chamber until the time was right. Encased in a magical coma, the child had lived for almost four and half hundred years in this stasis mode. That kid needed to be found before the forces of evil could seek him out and use him. However, Ambrose died before he could utter where he had placed the boy all those many years ago. When his last breath left his body, a dark sadness descended over Wizard City. Its founder had finally died.
And that is the prologue! The next chapter will be up shortly. Please review!
~Storm