Chapter 3
In the beginning, the tribes fought together but due to the lack of communication, the tribes started to split up and fight for themselves. The people knew that their enemy was toying with them. They would attack and retreat for no reason. Adin just came back from the war. People traded shifts every 2 years. The ones who rested would go to war and the ones at war would rest. Sores on his legs and arms were killing him. As he rested on the bed, he wished that there was some way to end the war quickly. Warmth wrapped around his cramped muscles as he went to a deep sleep. He felt warm and safe in his dreams. There was a voice calling out to him, "Adin....Adin." The voice was sweet and heavenly so, therefore, it belonged to a girl. Adin couldn't help but go towards the voice. "Adin," the voice said, "You are the one who can stop the fighting."
"But how? I am just one man."
"And you shall be the one man who will stop the evil from triumph."
"The evil out there is too strong for a whole army let alone one man."
"DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF GOOD," boomed the voice. "I sense a lot of good in you but you also have a lot of doubt, but don't worry, I will protect you. This is what you will need to fulfill your destiny." Suddenly, an image of a belt made of strong metal chains. It had 7 beautiful gems than sparkled like stars. "This is the key to your victory but you must work secretly."
"Yes, I will do it." With that, Adin shot up from his bed and bolted into his workroom. The war had used up the metal so Adin took his spare horse shoes and melted them together. He worked hard and thoroughly making the chains perfect. The immense heat made sweat trickle down his brow but he kept working. 6 days and 6 nights he worked only stopping to eat and rest. Finally, the belt was complete. It sparkled in Adin's eyes. He hid under his bed and rested for one day to regain his strength.
It was a cold night when Adin left. The wind pushed him forward as if they were eager to see if he would accomplish his goal. He hid the belt under his shirt in order to hide it from enemy scouts. He wanted to take a horse but all of them were sent into war. He carried a sword he made when he was younger. Its blade was dull but was easily sharpened. He also carried a bag of provisions and money. Adin had decided not to take the topaz first because he wanted to save the easiest journey last. As he took the first step of his journey into the fields, a loud voice cried, "STOP! WHO GOES THERE?!?"