900 years ago, Dogane fell at the hands of Ubinion and Ramas. That day, the people rejoiced to the heavens, which had finally removed its dark veil and given them the warmth they deserved for so long. Since then, nearly everyone had forgotten the power that almost tore Agrathias apart.
But Ubinion and Ramas had always warned of the corruption they were never able to completely rid the world of. A corruption that now allows one sorcerer the chance to rule Agrathias…forever…
Pivincy didn’t move. He wasn’t going to. This town had been his life, and this town was one he’d sworn to protect when he took the sacred oath linking his fate to Terrifor’s. And he would fulfill the oath today.
He withdrew from his lap a heavy, black sphere. He cupped it in his hands and pressed on it tightly. Black and white fog swirled within, and a slight hissing sound was heard.
Give the people one last chance at a better position.
He thought of all the people he’d met in his life. He held onto each of their smiles as he thrust the sphere down. A shriek sliced the air, one that went high and low, and this noise would drive the Arcams even crazier than they already were.
It didn’t take long for the stream of black to flow through the town and pound up against the gates to the manor house. Arcams used themselves as rams as flesh met iron, and Pivincy accepted a fact before it even happened: the gates wouldn’t hold out.
He stood up and placed his sword out in front of him. He remembered the first time he held it in his hands: his first battle over two decades ago. A tear and a chuckle came to him as he remembered in that battle Lynn’s wide eyes as she struck the Arcam Pivincy failed to see rushing at him. He hoped she was still alive somewhere in this town, and if she wasn’t, that she’d been able to die with friends rather than alone like him.
As the gate buckled in and crashed to the side, Pivincy drew in his last, long breath. He was going to miss Terrifor; he was going to miss this life. But before he died, by everything on this Earth, he was going to show what defending a home really looked like.
About the Author
I’m a graduate of The University of Notre Dame with a BA in Chemical Engineering. I just really like writing on the side. This book was started in middle school, and it was interesting seeing how the writing style and plot changed as I got older (although I made sure to keep the general story the same since that’s what I wanted in the first place). I’m currently writing my second book, but now I’m just trying to get this first book out for anyone to read.