Prologue

The scallops of time overlap each other. As the hour advances our surroundings develop and we regress. Forgetting the taste of joy and the blissful feel of love has become our norm. The futility of ignorance and lack of creativity has become our curse.

Was it like that long ago?

Certainly not.

But what if one man has the key to break the chains of that horrid curse holding us back?

What if an underdog took a rather involuntary stroll through the fields of time, halting in the one era he spent his entire life studying about?

What if magic was real?

"History declared your defeat. Who am I to change that?"