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prologue 2
The candles flickered as the young mage bent over them, lighting them with cold precision. If one had been watching him they would have said that he looked quite cold himself. Not cold as in chilly, but hard - ice in human form. Yet, they couldn't see the fire that burned in his heart. It overshadowed the flames of the candles and even the rage of the Inferno looked feeble compared to it. It sparked within his eyes - the wild, white fire of heaven's wrath. None of his friends could have understood the strange words he now chanted, softly. It was neither Japanese nor English, though Sage had been fluent in both languages all his life. No, this was his heart's tongue, the words spoken by those who know Omini - who live Omini. He could feel it within him. It welled up and heated his forge. Pure passion. Omini was energy and pure unbridled passion. It was the energy of life itself and it flowed through his every vein.
Sage chanted the words softly. He had no wish to awake his family who slumbered in the house. He usually performed rituals such as this one in his room when no one was home to catch him. Just imaging what would happen if his grandfather found out what he really was was reason enough to keep such things hidden. His family knew that he was a Ronin Warrior and approved because the Ronins were supposed to be humanity's protectors. However, they still had doubts about him risking his life in that way. But if they discovered that he was a mage, his spell books would be burned, his tools destroyed, and he would be imprisoned to the house. Sage couldn't have stood that. It quite literally would have killed him. Therefore, he kept it a secret from everyone who wasn't a fellow spellcaster. That included his friends. The risk was simply too great.
The wind blew his blond hair into the other eye. Irritated, he shoved it out of the way and looked up at the sky. It was getting light out. Luckily, there was no school the next day, but he knew his grandfather would drag his ass out of bed for some early training. Good thing he was a morning person. Sage quickly finished his chant and began to blow out the candles and put his things away. Then he proceeded to sneak back into his house.
Kra'ak watched eagerly. So, the boy continued and so did the growth of his power. Soon the demon lord would make his move. The young Sage had no idea of how much power he truly possessed. The meager taste of Omini that he had had was nothing compared to what Kra'ak could offer him. And the boy would take it because he would crave it just like he craved the feeling his spells offered him. Now he would defy his parents and grandfather. Ever so soon he would defy the world. 'And betray it to me.'