Spark woke up and stretched, then he yawned and got out of his bed, his thirst made him want to go to the kitchen, but first he walked towards the large window on the wall of his room, it was late and the stars were already showing up.

He just stood there, looking at the horizon, remembering his past with nostalgia, memories of him playing with his dad outside of the castle with an old ball, laughing and kicking it euphorically, it was like that almost everyday, but sometimes his dad gave him advices.

Spark sighed and tried to remember the phrase that his dad told him the day before his dead, Mel the raccoon was laying sick on the bed of the principal bedroom, his beard was thick and dirty, Blaze was taking his hand while sitting on the bed's edge, and Spark was standing in front of them, looking directly at his dad's tired eyes.

"Son." Mel said. "Come closer to hear one last advice from your old man."

Spark walked a little bit closer to him to hear what he had to say. "Yes dad."

"Sweetheart, can you leave us alone for a moment, please?" Mel told Blaze, she nodded and exited the room, then he took Spark's hand. "When I saw your mother for the first time, I fell in love immediately, don't know why." He chuckled. "I didn't even know her, she was just my queen and I thought it was a dumb dream, but one day I decided to try at least, I managed to talk to her one day she had visited my town and convinced her to eat with me and my family, of course the knights joined us to, it was magical, we talked all day and I discovered I had lots of things in common with her, so did she." He coughed violently. "Sorry, uhm, we were young and I think we both felt like, outside of our lives so we began to meet more frequently, we turned into the other's escape, an oasis, at least I saw her that way, everything happened very quickly, but it was true, then we got married and time later you came to our lives."

Spark didn't say anything for a moment, a tear formed in the corner of his eye, then he spoke. "Don't leave, please."

Mel shook his head gently. "It's my time son, and that's exactly what I'm trying to show you with this, destiny is imminent, many people see it as a bad thing because they feel weak by not having other alternative, but if you think about it it's beautiful, it's an invaluable gift, you still don't know what it is, but in my case, your mom and you were my wonderful, unexpected gifts, so I beg you to accept and receive whatever your destiny will be, with love and joy, just as I did, don't let anyone or even yourself to keep you away from your destiny, we are here to make great things son, and I'm sure you'll do more than me." Mel let go off Spark's hand and glanced at the ceiling. "Just move on son, and don't bring me with you, I've finished, you haven't even started."

Spark returned from his thoughts and exited to the hallway that headed to the stairway, while walking downstairs that last phrase he remembered was sticked into his attention, he didn't even realize he was already taking a glass from the shelf, he poured water on the glass with a jug and took a long sip from it, then he sighed and looked through the little windows that were over the sink. "Destiny is imminent." He closed his eyes and thought of Erif, then he opened them and he was standing on the park over the spherical building where Erif's people lived, but something was wrong, the building was covered in black crystals and lots of corpses pierced by that same dark and sharp material were laying all over the place, people screaming their families names, some flames were also present. "What the heck?" Spark said to himself, then he saw Zul a few meters away, she was covering her mouth with horror and anguish, looking at her destroyed community, next to her was Allirb, who kept a straight face.

Spark ran towards them. "Zul, what is this?" He asked.

Zul looked at him, trying to contain her sadness. "Kcor, that happened." She couldn't help it anymore and began to cry, she sat down on the ground and covered her face with her arms crossed.

"It's war." Allirb glanced at Spark. "And it has been lost already."

"Lost?" Spark asked.

"They know about the prophecy, my fears about The Coalition were true, it was all planned." Allirb responded.

"What are you talking about?" Spark walked closer to Allirb.

Allirb sighed. "We, the guardians of Erif, refused to be part of The Coalition a long time ago, to prevent the prophecy to be fulfilled, five realms, one power to unchain the hidden realities." He switched his gaze towards Spark. "We were making some time, and now we've run out of it."

Zul stood up. "I'll fight, we will fight."

"It's four against one Zul, we lost." Allirb started to walk away.

"I thought you were a guardian." Spark said.

Allirb stopped walking suddenly, then he glanced at Spark over his shoulder. "It's true, we are guardians of Erif, now we got nothing to protect." He left them.

Zul was disappointed by seeing him giving up, and began to feel defeated. "Alone, now I'm all alone." Suddenly, she felt a grip on her hand, then she turned her head gently and saw Spark smiling at her.

"I'm here, I know I am new but I won't give up on my destiny just because a dumb coalition wants to." Spark said.

Zul let a tear of hope travel through her cheek, then she smiled back. "I…will teach you, but I'll need your help for something."

Spark nodded. "Whatever you want."

"Find all the adult survivors and bring them to the temple, we are striking back." Zul said with determination.