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Chapter I. Written Gnome Day, 900 BM.
5000 years have passed. Five centuries had passed since the legendary battle
between Necro and the Mana
Goddess. Necro was victorious . . . but died in
battle. The dark half of the Mana Goddess was
vaporized and Fa'Diel was brought to peace once more.
Now, 5000 years later, the struggle between humans and faeries for the power of
Mana began once more and it seems that nothing will
stop the destruction. Nothing . . .
Why? Why . . . why must we fight on . . .
This war is hopeless . . . Why can't the Wisdoms see that! The humans, the
faeries . . . we are all living in this world . . . why must we fight for
control of Mana . . . Must we destroy the Mana tree before this ends! Pearl, Blackpearl,
Elazul, Larc, Daena, Sierra . . . Necro . . .
all gone . . . And for what! The selfish intentions of man and faerie! No, that
can't be. We must stop . . . please . . . or we are all . . .
The great mage Trea, leader of the humans, wandered
in his chambers in the Room of Fate of the Tower
of Leires.
Occasionally, an explosion would appear from the distance. Then,
a blast of light. Each and every time that happens, one less soldier to
fight. Distracted, and not knowing what to do, Trea
continued his pacing. The witch, Alena, leader of the
Faeries, watched from a distance. With a sense of victory in her mind, she was
at ease, watching the destruction of the humans' towers by Lucemia,
the Wyrm of Light, the greatest of all Wryms. She had, using a mysterious and powerful object
called "The Eyes of Flame", reincarnated Lucemia
from its grave. The Eyes of Flame were capable of magic beyond the greatest. It
harnesses the power of Mana and was said to have the
power of the Mana Goddess itself. Both the humans and
Faeries have power over this object, each having one of the three Eyes of
Flame. The third was still yet unfound, and thus each side worked to be the
first to find it. . . It is time. Alena's army waits,
near the gates to the human's lands. Waiting.
The moon was full, the stars, bright. The silence of the night was unbearable. Trea called upon his followers, and waited outside the
Tower.
An hour had past. Perhaps two. Time was not of
importance.
The moon had risen to its full size. The Mana Tree
can be seen in the distance, reflected by the moon's light. The two armies
advanced.
The battle began. The humans, led by Trea.
The Faeries, led by Alena.
Each side fought, and with the help of the Eyes of Flame, summoned greater and
greater forces to overcome the enemy. But every time, the other side would
defeat it, and summon their own power to retaliate.
The powers of the Eyes of Flame were yet mysterious. At first, it was used only
when all seemed hopeless. However, as the battle went on, both the humans and
the Faeries tire, and had used it endlessly.
Until . . .
